crossing paths of friendship, family, love, and loss are often complicated.
June Deckert and Caroline Smith sparked a
friendship in college that carried them through graduation. Although they are
complete opposites in every way, they have spent the last four years
That is, until now.
June finds herself falling for a man who seems
unattainable. As she works side by side with him on a new media campaign, their
feelings for each other come alive. But when his actions start to speak louder
than words, she wonders if she’s missing something.
Meanwhile, Caroline is fighting against her
feelings for a recent acquaintance, and she decides to keep her new love
interest a secret from June. Overwhelmed by these new emotions, her moods
change swiftly, swinging up and down like a yo-yo.
While June and Caroline try to maneuver their
way through new relationships, Caroline starts lying to June to protect her
from a truth that threatens to break her heart and tear them apart.
In the end, Caroline’s deceit will test their
friendship, and June will have to decide if her chance at love is worth putting
her heart on the line.
I push open the door, he is leaning against the counter, just finishing off a
glass of water. His head is tilted back slightly, getting the last drop, before
he swallows. I never knew drinking water while covered in sweat could look
sexy. I close my eyes to limit the visual stimulation as I try to ward off the
blush I feel creeping into my cheeks.
took your sweet time getting in here,” he states.
I open my eyes, he is standing closer to me with his hip resting against the
walk toward the door that leads to the backyard and pause briefly to face him.
“Um, well, I had to traverse the mountain of holiday decorations in the
he steps toward me and places one of his hands against the door just above my
shoulder as his opposite hand takes hold of my hip. Before I know what’s
happening, my back is pressed tightly against the door.
was hoping we could talk tonight,” he says softly.
heart begins beating quickly, and it feels like it’s in my throat. “Really?”
nods and leans in closer to me, his nose brushing against the skin just below
my ear. “Have you told June?” he whispers, touching his lips to my neckline.
bumps rise all over my body, and I feel certain that I might faint at any
moment. “No,” I respond in a voice so hushed that even I have trouble hearing
lips trace the line of my jaw. Each time he moves to another place on my skin,
the prior space feels numb and neglected. When I feel his hand tighten on my
hip, my body tenses in response. Just as he is about to reach the corner of my
lips, the doorknob turns, and the door jolts against my back. My eyes widen in
concern, and Liam hangs his head, sighing in what seems like frustration.
looks into my eyes as the door continues to shake, and then he nods his head
toward the other door. Continuing to hold his weight against the door, he
releases his body’s pressure from mine, and I walk slowly backward through the
hear a loud thud as the door closes behind me. As June begins yelling something
unintelligible, I hold my hands over my mouth, attempting to stifle a laugh.
Liam runs through the door at lightning speed, closely followed by June.
she stops when she sees me, she’s still yelling loudly. “One day you’re going
to regret playing all these nasty jokes on me. I could have gotten a
concussion! You are such a buffoon!” She
clenches her teeth and stomps her foot like a small child. “Hey, Caroline. I
didn’t know you were here.”
got here a few minutes ago,” I say, trying to act nonchalant. Glancing up the
stairway to the wooden railing across the upstairs loft, I catch a glimpse of
thirsty. Let’s get a drink,” I say, giving Liam a small smile in return before
I walk out of sight.
I was ten years old, I got a trampoline. My first thought wasn’t about how it
would impact my life. I thought about the special tricks I could learn, like
bouncing my friends higher than any sane adult would allow. The moment I ripped
through that wrapping paper, I was ecstatic as I stared at the picture of three
happy kids jumping with their limbs flailing through the air. The box was
gigantic, but I found a way to hug that box with more emotion than any other
hug I had ever given.
course, my dad had to put it together right away. We sat in the backyard with
metal pieces and tools surrounding us. The large round fabric was spread out,
obscuring the grass from the sun.
weeks later, when I was happily jumping up and down, the unimaginable happened.
One moment, I was free as a bird, flying through the air, and then falling,
bending the fabric toward the ground. As I took my next flight, I could have
never predicted what occurred next. When my feet left the trampoline, I raised
my hands out from my sides with a huge grin across my face. While my body was
in the air, I glanced toward the front of the empty house next door, and
suddenly, my world changed.
petite young girl with blonde hair flowing around her shoulders slid off the
seat of a moving van. She was smiling and laughing as she ran up the sidewalk.
My body descended, but my heart was still floating above. Then, it came
crashing down moments after my eyes lost sight of her.
young mind had no words for the emotion that planted its seed that day. I
should have known then that I would fall in love with her. Instead, with
everything in my being, I fought against loving her for the next three years.
have enjoyed reading and writing since I was very young. Some of my fondest
memories from childhood are of spending time with my mom or grandma reading a
good book. Over the years, it never crossed my mind that writing my own novel
would be an attainable goal. After reading several independently published
novels by Jamie McGuire, Colleen Hoover and others, I decided I needed to give
that dream a chance.
When I’m not reading and writing, I enjoy
spending time with my three favorite guys: my husband and my two little boys.
In addition to being an author, I work as a
Speech Language Pathologist to provide therapy to adults who are dealing with
speech, language, cognition or voice deficits. My day job is rewarding in many
different ways and I love having the opportunity to help others in a time of