Title:
Fated to be Mine (Fated
#2)
Author: Jodie
Larson
Release Date: Oct
6, 2015
I've made a
mistake...Can we find our way
back?
They say that distance makes
the heart grow fonder, or that time heals all wounds. What they don't
tell you is that it doesn't lessen the pain. I don't think
those people have experienced a loss like
this.
I left my heart in London, and
I'm not sure I'll ever get it
back.
But fate has a plan of her own.
She keeps me guessing and hoping that not everything is as it
seems.
Hearts can be shattered but can
also be put back together. Especially when love doesn't give up on you,
even if you think it has.
I grab another flute of
champagne from a passing waiter and partake in my favorite pastime. I
don’t know one single person here, outside of my dad, Sharon and
Michael. These are all of my dad’s friends and associates and
I’m sure several people from their country club. I’m pretty
sure I recognized the mayor and his wife, but I can’t be positive.
I’ve only seen them in pictures and never actually met them in real
life. There are at least two hundred people in attendance, making it easy for
me to be the wallflower that I like to
be.
My phone beeps in my clutch as
the champagne bubbles tickle my nose. I roll my eyes, guessing that it’s
Kara wanting the gossip on what’s going on or how my date is going so
far. But nothing prepared me for seeing Andrew’s name on my screen,
making my eyes go wide as
saucers.
My
darling, beautiful Tessa. I love the way you look with your hair swept back
behind your shoulders in soft, delicate curls. I can see you in a blue strapless
gown with intricate silver designs, and diamond earrings gracing your delicate
lobes. Nothing compares to your smile which outshines the soft glow of the
candles that surround you.
~A~
I freeze and nervously start
looking around me. Either he has a very active imagination or…or. I
don’t even get the chance to finish that thought as I feel him come
up behind me, running his hands down my arms, leaning so close to me it sends a
chill across my skin. My body erupts in goose bumps and desire takes the place
of surprise.
Oh. My. God. He’s
here. He’s really here.
“I also imagine your
soft pink lips, slightly parted as a small gasp escapes them. The same sound
you make when you’re sleeping next to me or making love with
me,” he whispers in that soft, sexy British accent of his. My
breathing accelerates and I shift in my chair. My head turns slightly, needing
to see those bright blue eyes that I’ve longed for. The air has been
completely drained from my lungs as I stare into Andrew’s gorgeous
face. A face that has haunted my waking dreams, causing my heart so much pain
and yet so much longing. Those full lips that I want to kiss caress my cheek as
his fingertip ignites a trail of fire down my
neck.
“It’s so
good to see you, Tessa. I’ve been counting the days until we would be
reunited again. I’ve done nothing but dream of you every second of
every day since we departed last.” Andrew’s warm breath
tickles the area behind my ear, allowing his lips to explore the area. I feel
dizzy with pleasure, my eyes closing as my breath comes in short bursts. I feel
as if we’re making a scene, or at least we could be. However, when I
look around, I realize that no one is looking at us. Not one person is aware of
the reunion taking place, of the man who melts my soul and completes my very
existence.
I turn in my chair, needing to
fully see him as he takes the seat that Michael occupied not less than an hour
ago.
“What
are you doing here?” I whisper hoarsely. Andrew knows exactly how he
affects me, how to turn me into a raging pile of hormones without actually
having to touch me or do anything. His blue eyes shine in the soft glow of the
candlelight, making my heart leap inside my
chest.
“I came here for you.
It couldn’t wait one more week. I needed to see you right
away.”
He
came for me. He wanted to see me, no, needed to see me. How do I respond to
that? Do I say how big of a fool I was for leaving like I did? Or that I needed
to see him too? My hungry eyes take him in, admiring his freshly shaven face,
his beautiful masculine features, and that sexy dark hair I love running my
fingers through. And he’s wearing a tux. Holy shit. If I thought he
was hot in tailored suits, he’s to die for in a
tux.
I swallow past the lump in my
throat, needing to regain some control of my body.
“Why?”
Need and desire mix together as
I nervously canvas the room again, hoping that Sharon isn’t watching.
My hand rubs the area above my heart, trying to ward off the pain. Andrew
ignores my question and grabs the hand at my chest, bringing it up to his lips
before pressing it against his own beating
heart.
“You
don’t have to hurt there anymore, love. I promise you will never have
to hurt there again as long as I’m here.” He leans forward,
pressing our foreheads together, leaving my hand to cover his heart.
“I’ve missed you so much, Tessa. I’m so sorry,
more than you will ever
know.”
We
close the distance to each other, pressing our mouths together in a whisper
soft kiss. My lip trembles slightly as a flood of memories assaults my mind;
each memory bringing back all the joy and pleasure those lips have brought me.
My body takes over and I wrap my free hand around his neck. Pulling him closer
to me, we seal our mouths together, succumbing to the kiss I’ve
longed for since I last felt it. A kiss that is so perfect and natural.
It’s a kiss I could see myself giving and receiving for the rest of
my life.
Jodie Larson is a wife and
mother to four beautiful girls, making their home in northern Minnesota along
the shore of Lake Superior. When she isn’t running around to various
activities or working her regular job, you can find her sitting in her favorite
spot reading her new favorite book or camped out somewhere quiet trying to
write her next manuscript. She’s addicted to reading (just ask her
kids or husband) and loves talking books even more with her friends.
She’s also a lover of all things romance and happily ever afters,
whether in movies or in books, as shown in her extensive collection of
both.
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