Against all odds, first love gets a second chance at forever… And you can read an excerpt below from Trade In by AJ Alexander … out on June 6!
BLURB:Against all odds, first love gets a second chance at forever… Rachael They say you never forget your first love. They would be right, I’ve got the scars on my heart to prove it. The more time that passes, the more I convince myself I’m over him. Instead of wasting time crying, I focus on my unlikely new career choice as a motorcycle mechanic. I may not be able to repair the damage Liam left behind, but I can make a bike like new. When he wanders back into my life, my old flame lights a brand new fire. I shouldn’t still want him… but I do. Liam The people I serve may be toasting to remember or sipping to forget… but I’m drowning in regret for walking away from the girl I loved. It was for the best, or at least that’s what I keep telling myself, until I see her again. Rachael’s eyes are filled with the same sadness I’ve been carry around. I thought I was saving her from more hurt. Turns out, I was wrong. Now that we’ve been given a second chance, I’m determined not to waste it. I just have to swallow my pride and tell her… the truth.
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RACHAELThe sincerity in Liam’s eyes breaks my heart. I don’t want to believe a word he’s saying. I want to keep my heart hardened to him, but he’s still the only man I have ever loved. Maybe my Fairy God Fathers are right, that his reason for leaving wasn’t purely selfish. I take a deep breath before answering. “Fine. I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourself, but I make no promises. Step even the slightest bit out of line and I’m back with Paul in a heartbeat,” I smile hoping to see fear pass across Liam’s face, but instead he begins to laugh. “What the fuck are you laughing at? I can tell this is already a joke to you.” “Oh, Roo, the things you will go through to win my heart. There is no need for games. My heart will always be yours,” he coos. “Don’t patronize me, asshole. If your heart was mine, you never would have left me!” I shout before I slide back from the table. “If you’ll excuse me for a minute.” I don’t even wait for his response before I push back from the chair and head toward the bathroom. “I knew this was a bad fucking idea. Being around him is nothing but trouble. He makes my brain short-circuit or something,” I mumble to myself as I push the bathroom door open and pull my cell out of my pocket. I hit the speed dial button for Michael and listen to it ring. “Bitch! You promised you would answer the phone if I called.” Hanging up the phone, I dial Paul. “What can we do for you?” Paul answers the phone on the first ring “Where the fuck is Michael?” I shout in the phone. “Dorothy what’s wrong. He’s right here. He just missed you call, you called me before he could call you back.” I mutter hoping that no one is in any of the surrounding stalls. “I’m freaking the fuck out. I can’t do this. He has already kissed me once and is spouting off how much he loves me and shit. I’m now hiding out in the damn bathroom!” “Hold on honey, I’m putting you on speaker.” I tap my foot on the bathroom tiles as I wait for Michael to chime in. “Okay, go. Make it quick we don’t want to keep lover boy waiting.” I take a deep breath and give them a condensed recount of what has happened since I arrived a short time ago. “I want to leave. This was a bad idea, I’m just going to tell him this isn’t going to work and be done with it. I don’t care about the truth. I just got my shit together, I’m not ready to be broken again.” “Listen up sweet cheeks, you still have the hots for Liam. Here is what you’ll do. You’re going to fix your makeup, go back out there, and show him what a badass you are.” “Yeah, the badass that got upset and ran to the bathroom.” “Bitch, please. Do you know how many women have to give themselves a pep talk? You’re not that special,” Michael says. “Just tell your inner bitch to come out and let him have it. She will take the reins and give him a run for his money, don’t you worry.” “Thank you, Paul. Time to put on my big girl panties and handle business.”
About AJ AlexanderAJ Alexander is a wannabe psychologist, writer, and author of the recently completed, SEAL’ed Series. AJ’s passion is writing angst filled happily ever afters that have to be earned by her characters. Women with no backbone need not apply. AJ uses sarcasm and an unlimited supply of song lyrics to bring her romance novels to life. AJ lives in the angst capital of the world, Seattle Washington with her own personal knight in shining armour and her two beautiful girls.
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