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Some people are blessed to find that one certain person who completes them.
Wrynn’s yesterdays were what others only dream of having. She and Tripp were the best of friends before they even thought about love. They had the fairy tale life where ‘like’ turns into ‘love’, and ‘love’ becomes ‘happily ever after’.
What happens when life conspires against you, and snatches your soul mate from your arms?
…only her forever love ended much too soon.
Broken beyond her own ability to repair, Wrynn boxes up her grief and attempts to raise her three girls the best she can on her own. As time slowly passes, Wrynn relives her life with Tripp while struggling most days to get out of bed. She is reminded of him at every turn.
How do you set your grief and anguish aside? How do you pick up the shattered pieces, put those pieces back together again, and try to move on?
Wrynn tries to find the joy in life every single day through her daughters, family, and friends. Her twin brother Liam has dedicated himself to helping Wrynn put her life back together after losing his own love. On the other hand, her mother-in-law lives to torment her at every turn. Wrynn can't even find a chance to breathe, much less a desire to somehow search for her tomorrow.
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*****His need to feel me, to worship me with his hands, was just one of the ways he would show me just how much he loved me, and how much he needed me with him.
*****“Just once Tripp, just once I would like for you to hold me and kiss me like you can’t get enough of me. Just once.”
Before I could even take a breath in, Tripp had snatched me up off the seat and into his arms. He ran his fingers through my hair and when he reached the back of my head, he pressed me forward so that our mouths met. The instant my lips touched his, I melted against him and kissed him with every fiber of my soul.
*****“Wrynn.” His whisper broke the silence. That one anguished word brought me to my feet and forward, into his arms. I had no doubt this was where I should be–sheltered, enveloped, protected. Loved.
I felt the flex of his muscles when his arms squeezed me tighter. My face burrowed into his chest as I tried to get closer to the heat pouring from his body. His mouth dipped to my ear as he whispered his love for me, and his promise of forever. He apologized for leaving me when he knew I needed him and told me that he would always be there for me.
I turned my head and sought reassurance that he spoke the truth. His lips met mine. Time stopped, and a fire that I had never before felt burned through me. This was no soft, gentle kiss. This was a kiss filled with hunger and desperation. The need flowed between us as I opened my lips beneath his. Our tongues danced together and as Tripp drew my body closer to his, a deep longing-filled moan drew up from the depths of my being. The world around us disappeared as I cleaved urgently to the man who had claimed my very soul.
This was the kiss that I had always longed for. The kiss that marked me as his. The kiss that spoke to me
*****I brought my hand up to the back of his head and pulled his lips to mine. Where I intended just a quick kiss, Tripp obviously had other ideas. He brought both his hands to my face and kissed me as if our lives depended on it. I forgot everything but the feel of his lips, the way his tongue danced with mine, the heat from his body that made me want to crawl in his lap. This kiss could have gone on forever…
*****The only person I saw was Tripp. He was the center of my focus. His eyes roamed my face. I could feel the heat between the two of us raised to new proportions. I was excited and scared at the same time.
With a groan, Tripp placed one more kiss on my lips. “You’re my everything. You’re the reason I breathe, the reason I live. I can’t imagine my life without you. I’ve loved you forever and that love will never die.”
*****I craned my neck to look up at him. He was the best looking thing I had ever laid eyes on, and he was mine. I knew without a doubt that God had placed him in my life because he completed
me. Where I was weak, he had the strength to carry me. When I was broken, he had the love to mend my shattered pieces.
*****Without you by my side, I am weak. With you in my heart, in my arms, I am invincible. My love for you will only grow stronger. My love for you will keep growing until I take my last breath.
If you are reading this, I think you should know that
"About me" sounds so very pretentious to me. I guess that is what I
am supposed to write about, so here it goes!
Kathryn is a simple country girl who likes to spend time
with her hubba, hunka hubby, her three kids and her friends. She loves to cook
and really loves to eat! During the spring and summer, you will more than
likely find her outside puttering around in her garden. When the veggies start
coming in, she will probably be sweating over a hot canner in the kitchen,
canning all the goodies she is blessed with. Kathryn likes to hike and go
camping, and as a Girl Scout leader, she gets to do this pretty often! On cold
winter nights, you will probably find her wrapped in a warm blanket, lost in a
good book, while sitting in her rocking chair on the front porch!
Kathryn was born and raised in North Carolina, and while
she loves to travel, she can't imagine ever leaving the mountains that she has
come to call home. Not a day goes by that Kathryn doesn't thank God for
abundantly blessing her. He has been so good to her, and she is very grateful.
She holds Jeremiah 29:11 very close to her heart and believes it with every
fiber of her being. "For I know the plans I have for you," declares
the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you
hope and a future."
Kathryn loves flip flops, chocolate, sweet tea and dirt between
her toes. As far back as she can remember, she's had a book in her hand.
Reading has carried her to places she will never go. It has introduced her to
people that she will never meet. When life is great and when it is rough, she's
always been able to find a book to carry her through. She finally decided to
write down some of the stories in her head (yes, be scared) and heart after
dawdling around and wasting years dreaming. She hopes you enjoy reading those
stories as much as she loves writing them!
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