Had To Be You
Release Date: 08/05/14
Swoon Romance
Summary from Goodreads:
After college, Rory Finn left behind the familiarity of her
quiet, picturesque hometown to pursue a professional career in the city. With
her sights firmly on the future, Rory pressed on in hopes of forgetting the
past until a jarring bit of unwelcome news forces her to confront it.
Her first love, the one she'd tried so hard to forget, is about to marry someone else. That pang Rory feels isn't envy, it's not even regret. It's love. But Rory can't be that girl. She won't. But if she doesn't, she'll never know what could have been. She'll never have another chance to tell him how she feels.
Her first love, the one she'd tried so hard to forget, is about to marry someone else. That pang Rory feels isn't envy, it's not even regret. It's love. But Rory can't be that girl. She won't. But if she doesn't, she'll never know what could have been. She'll never have another chance to tell him how she feels.
As she embarks on an impulsive, desperate bid to win him back, her mission
turns into an unexpected and emotional journey of rediscovery. HAD TO BE YOU
explores a history of love from its tentative beginnings to what may just turn
out to be its final bittersweet end, as Rory ignores her head and follows her
heart.
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PROLOGUE
Moonlight framed the
inky patch of
sky out the
port window, illuminating
silhouettes of pale shadows. Overhead, halyards clapped
softly in the breeze, keeping time with the creak of lines as the boat shifted,
gently rocking in the waves.
Tiny thrills of
heat shivered through
her body, thrumming
with warm electricity. One moment it felt like she was
flying, and in the next, melting away into a dream. His body was hot and hard,
his kisses so soft and deep. Her lips parted in a quiet moan as his tongue
slipped past, tangling with hers in a delicious slow slide, the surrounding
ocean luminous and shimmering in the quiet summer night.
Her breath quickened,
the wind like a whisper
of cool silk
against heated skin
as his mouth moved down her neck,
tongue tracing the hollow of her throat. She trembled with longing on every
soft caress as his skilled hands
curved around her
hips, smoothing warm
paths down the small
of her back. They
found their rhythm,
the ebb and flow,
bodies moving together
in perfect waves of
passion, a hot
undercurrent of pure
lust running beneath
this deep well
of feeling and emotion.
Mindlessly, breathlessly, she gasped his name in a hot,
hungry plea. He responded with a soft groan, a jolt of pure desire.
She bit her
lip to mute
her cry, clutching
at his broad
shoulders, grasping at
the taut muscles in his arms,
anything to hold onto as she began to feel weaker and weaker against that
relentless ache of need. Each roll and push of his hips was a pure revelation
of sensation, filling her again and again. Her body arched, breasts crushed
against the muscled wall of his chest.
The pleasure was indescribable, waves of ecstasy building in
intensity. Heart beats raced between
shallow breaths and quiet
gasps as she
tightened around him.
Soft, thrilling declarations of
love burned in his kisses, murmured into her neck, whispered past her ear as he
stroked her hair. Yet
he never had
to say it
at all; she
felt it everywhere.
This feeling, this exquisite, endless ache, wasn’t just him
inside her body but inside her heart as well, bursting with the diamond
brilliance of the starlit sky.
After, feeling thoroughly
sated yet somehow
still weak from
want, she settled
into his arms. She could feel the
thunderous pounding of his heartbeat gradually soften and slow through his warm
skin as the boat bumped against the mooring, floating on an aimless current. A
sleepy smile lifted the corner of her lips as he pressed a kiss to her
forehead.
“You’re going to marry me someday,” he said in his usual
joking way, though with a husky edge to it. “Just so you know.”
“I’ll consider myself forewarned,” she replied and closed
her eyes.
They
couldn’t stay here too long. She would have to go soon. But right now her whole
world consisted of
this place of
pure contentment and
perfect happiness, wrapped
inside a fleeting moment in time.
A
lifelong New Englander, I divide my time between the North Shore and Cape Cod.
My favorite things are beaches, boats, books, bars, the Boston Red Sox and
boys, but not necessarily in that order. Consequently, you’ll probably find
that these are the things I write about, too.
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