happen in threes…
kissed the right boy, but married the wrong man. They were friends. Best
friends. Until my life fell apart.
stolen and then something was given in its place.
grasp, maybe it was too much because everything started slipping.
remained the same.
miss what you’ve never had…
her. At least for one kiss.
girl and tried to replace her with the wrong woman.
because I still missed her.
friend I’d always look after his little sister. And our other best friend
promised to never break her heart.
our time never came.
explodes out of my chest. Jamie’s voice is so different. It’s changed. It’s
deeper and rumbly, and it makes me think and imagine things that I don’t
usually go out of my way to think about let alone imagine. It makes my belly do
acrobatics and my mouth water.
edge of the hot tub my parents had installed on the first floor balcony.
surround one side of it with all the beautiful grey, white and light blue lake
houses that line it in a cosy and enclosed U. You can just make out the green
rolling hills surrounding us with the large church spire just about breaking
the treeline. It’s just so wonderfully beautiful.
am a little.
leaving than I am angry. I was so looking forward to having Jamie around at
Oxford, but he’s going to do an Overseas Exchange to UCLA so he can learn from
some great minds like Doctor Wilson Weller—a teaching and practicing
Neurosurgery god. Or whatever Jamie calls him. Phillip decided to stay close to
home at UCL even though he got an offer to Oxford just like Jamie and Richard
did three years ago. He doesn’t want to leave his new girlfriend, Jamie’s
sister and one of my best friends, behind. I think I’m a little bit jealous of
them, even if am happy for them. Jamie is just coming round to the idea, and I
know that the only reason why he came to find me is probably because he still
doesn’t know how to handle them being so touchy and lovey dovey with one
hair that kind of matches his chest and the trail down from his navel. I can’t
help but run my eyes down his slightly defined torso and down the light trail
of fuzz that leads down to the top of his shorts, all the way down his shorts
to his thighs and knees.
realise how fast my heart is beating until I feel the hammering in my chest
pulsing up my neck to the back of my throat.
His thumbs lightly strumming the string holding my bikini top up around my
neck. It’s like the sun shines brighter in that moment and the UV rays become
laser strong and solely focused on me.
thankful. You don’t want to be caught short, the dial-a-condom service isn’t as
discreet or anonymous as you think.”
heavier on my shoulders and his thumb tucks under the halter neck string of my
red bikini top. He clears his throat and I can hear his Adam’s apple bob as he
it a point to tell me every chance they get.”
to rest my head on his shoulder.
muscled arms with the odd sun freckle here and there. He smells briny and
citrusy. A combination of his cologne, sweat and the lake water.
like ocean blue sparkling glass as the sun lights them up. They have these
silvery grey flecks that bleed to the edges of his irises and form these thin
dark rings that are only marginally lighter than his pupil.
of my tongue as he reaches for my hair with his hand and wraps it with my long
it’s now batter ramming its way out like it’s trying to break free or get
closer to his heart.
anything. I can’t verbalise with the way that he’s looking at me. The way his
eyes are eating up every inch of my face and the way they flitter down to my
chest and then up to my lips.
lower lip before he draws said lip in with his teeth and bites down so hard
that the blood and colour drain around the trenches his teeth have made.
teeth. He gasps lightly and as my eyes meet his again the pupils are so big
that there is only a perfectly slim ring of silver speckled cerulean
surrounding them. And I can’t breathe. The air feels too hot and dry. And
thick? Why does the air feel so thick? It feels like I’m filling my lungs with
invisible oil. My lungs feel so full that they have to push the air back out in
deep and long unsteady breaths.
to cup my cheek. And I know what’s happening because I’ve seen it in films and
I’ve seen other people around us kiss. I can even kind of picture it in my
mind—what we must look like right now. But I still can’t quite comprehend why
he’s coming closer to me. Why his breathing is just as manic as mine. I can’t
understand why he’s about to kiss me with wide eyes and desperate breaths. The
hand in my hair tugs slightly and my face tilts marginally so that our lips
mine and I want to throw my arms around his neck, straddle his lap and just
fucking devour him.
those thoughts and all the electricity zapping through me.
lick his lips. Whether I should touch him. I want to touch. I am touching him.
his waist so tight that my nails bite into his flesh. But then it’s not just my
nails biting into his skin, it’s his teeth sinking into my lower lip. It’s his
hand cupping my face so hard that I know it should hurt, I know that it’ll
leave a mark, but I don’t care because it feels so fucking good. It’s his
fingers weaving so tightly into my hair that the sting makes me want to pull on
his hair too.
slips his tongue inside and licks my own.
though I’m unpractised and new to this, my hands seem to be in the know as they
travel brazenly down his sides to the top of his swimming shorts and as unsure
as I am, I know that I want to slip my hands under the elastic and become
acquainted with every last inch of his sexy skin.
another person, let alone a boy…a man. Jamie.
as my fingertips skim around the navy elastic of his shorts. His tongue licks
deeper and twirls around mine.
don’t want to stop kissing him back and I have this unsure tightness in chest
that makes me bashful and fearful that he’d reject me anyway.
girls boast and brag that they’d been touched. I want his mouth and his tongue
to taste a lot more than just my own.
of the warm, soft rolling water and his hands are squeezing my bum cheeks to
the point that I think they’ll leave bruises. And it makes me feel excited in
ways that I’ve never felt before and it makes me feel like a livewire.
with a ferocity that feels like years of need all at once. I rove my hands up
his sides and his back, relishing the feel of his muscles pulling and
tightening under his hot skin. By the time my hands round to his chest and
travel up to his hair our bodies are completely flush and my boobs feel even
bigger and heavier than they already are. My nipples feel sore like they’re
being pinched and pulled and there’s this familiar, yet new ache that’s
building between my legs and the bubbling water is only making that ache
stronger whilst making it feel better at the same time.
it’s pressing deliciously to my lower belly. I feel the heat creep up my neck
and flush my cheeks and all I want to do is find a way of getting closer. My
fingers tighten their grip in his sun bleached brown hair and I can’t help but
pull him down to me, even as I feel him softly pull away.
a lover of words and romance. She blames the classics and a nutty English
teacher for her obsession with books and fiction. Come rain or shine with
either coffee or wine in hand you can find her with her nose stuck in a book
and her head in the clouds. She lives in London outnumbered by her very loud
boys, with her very own hero and their two wild cats—Jack and Jill.
5 Star Review by Jodi for Ruby Red Romance Review
I loved everything about this story. I loved Jamie. She’s such an amazing character. My heart broke for her, but at the same time she was able to work through things. She knew very early on she married the wrong man. Then when tragedy strikes that becomes more apparent. Jamie is stronger than she sometimes gives herself credit for. I loved that about her. I loved how hard to fought not to love Quinn, but she’s loved that man since before she knew she should.
Quinn, god, where to start with this man. He wants to do right by his daughter, but at the same time he wants to be there for Jamie. Knowing that Jamie was to young for him, he moved on with someone that wasn’t right. Now, finalizing his divorce he knows his focus should be his little girl, but it’s hard when the girl you have loved forever loves you just as much. Add to that that your ex-wife is now engaged to your best friend’s ex-husband and you have the makings for one messed up family.
I loved how Jamie and Quinn handled every situation they were handed, and they were handed some pretty ridiculous things. It showed just how strong they were as a couple and as people in general. There were parts of this story I didn’t like. One part involving a secondary character and Jamie. I really disliked how Jamie was treated by this person. But it again, it showed overcoming and being the bigger person in life.
Alexandra Silva is an amazing author and it book is one I will read again and again. I loved every single second of it. In real life I’m a nurse, so I loved the medical aspect. She hit everything on the head with that. I love when a medical story is true to life. This book was fun, witty, romantic, sad, and heartbreaking but I wouldn’t trade a single second of my time reading it. Please check it out.