TITLE: I
Think About You
AUTHOR:
K.S. Thomas
GENRE: Contemporary
Romance
PUBLICATION
DATE: January 27, 2015
COVER
DESIGN: KG Cover Art
LENGTH:
50,000+ words
CONTENT
WARNING: Adult Content - Language/Situations
One's
dream can be a funny thing. A collection of random thoughts. A compilation of
your deepest fears and desires. A sign?
Most
days, Marissa leaves dream interpretation to the psychologists and psychics,
but when her subconscious churns out a vision of her first love so real it jars
her from her sleep, she can't help but wish she knew what it meant. Or at the
very least, what the lingering feelings still present long after she's awake,
mean.
Drew
isn't looking for signs. Mostly, he's just trying to avoid them. Like the
street sign that marks the turn to her old house. Or the stop sign at the edge
of town, reminding him where he belongs and what else is out there. Her.
Marissa. She's out there. But that doesn't matter anymore.
Until...
Drew’s
shoulders raised and his arms moved out ever so slightly, but he kept his hands
safely tucked away in his pockets. “I'm glad you came over.”I wasn’t practicing
the same restraint. I reached out and affectionately squeezed his arm. “Me too.
I feel better having talked about some of this stuff.”
His
eyes darted back and forth between my hand on him and my face. “Hey, you want
to go sit out on the deck? It's nice out tonight.”
“Okay.”
It was an abrupt change in topic, but maybe it was best not to dwell on the
past any longer now that it had been resolved as much as it would probably ever
be. Although it still left me with the lingering question, ‘Where did we go
from here?’
I
followed him out back to a huge deck furnished with a hammock and several
chairs. I went straight for the hammock and climbed in while Drew pulled up one
of the chairs to sit beside me.
“I
can't believe you still have this thing. I used to love laying out here.” I
swayed back and forth, completely cocooned in the softly weathered linen,
staring out at the starlit sky.
Drew’s
mouth gave way to his half-smile. “I remember.”
I
kept swinging back and forth, feeling more content than I could remember
feeling in a long time. “Drew. How come you never told me you bought that
land?”
He
exhaled loudly, leaning back in his seat and kicking out his legs. “I was going
to. Just never got around to it, I guess. I mean, at first I was just going to
see if the bank would even give me another loan since my dad had just helped me
buy this place. I didn't really think they'd say yes, but they did.” He moved
his hand in the air like he’d thought they were nuts. “So, I made an offer. I
went pretty low and I never thought they'd accept.” His hand went up again,
signaling another surprise. “But they did and, next thing I knew, we closed on
it and I owned ten acres of pasture, complete with a fishing pond.”
“Why
did you even want it?” He was on a roll already and I was determined to get him
to spell out every last detail regarding the inner workings of his brain if I
could.
Staring
out into the night, a distant look came over his face, like he was remembering
the whole thing. “When I saw the for sale sign it sort of set this crazy plan I
had into motion.” He grinned. A dopey, happy grin. “I could just picture myself
buying it and, when the time was right, taking you there, getting down on one
knee.” He turned to face me. “You know the drill.”
I
nearly flipped out of the hammock. “You were going to ask me to marry
you?”
He
nodded. Apparently he saw no reason to hold back anything at this point. “That
was the plan.”
Dog
Lover who likes her pastries full of cream and sugar….oh…and I write some
;-)
Aside from being an
author, I am also a mom to a beautiful 5 year old little girl. I tell everyone
I named her after my great-grandmother (because that’s the mature answer), but
really, I named her after my favorite princess – just so happens I got lucky
and they had the same name…If I wasn’t a writer, I would work on a horse ranch
– I’m an animal lover (in addition to dogs, horses are at the top of my list).
I wear flip-flops pretty much everywhere I go. I would rather stay awake until
5 am than get up at 5 am (years of bar tending have left their mark), if I can,
I’m going to the beach AND I will always be nice to people who bring me
chocolate…or coffee…if you bring me both, I’ll probably love you forever.A
gypsy at heart, I write the way I live, following the story wherever it may
lead, always ready to start the next one. This is clearly reflected in my body
of work which to date includes everything from Children’s Lit to Thrillers.
I
happily reside in sunny Florida (for now) and always enjoy hearing from fellow
readers!!
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