Published on June 2015 Genres: Contemporary, Romance
This Love Synopsis:
Amber's always planned to leave her overbearing mother and their stifling small town behind as soon as she graduates. That is until her car breaks down outside Bale and Son's mechanics and she meets Freddy Bale. A boy who'd rather live in the moment than make a five-year-plan.
Ignoring her friends' warnings, Amber puts all dreams for her perfect future on hold, and dives into the romance heart first. On their last day of school, however, Freddy decides to call off their relationship, and Amber does the only thing she can think of: Run away and never look back. Just like she'd always planned.
Ten years pass before Amber sets foot in town again, only returning to look after her ailing mother. While Freddy wants to make amends, Amber is confronted with her own wrong choices from ten years ago. Choices that could change the lives of everyone she's ever loved.
When first love is given a second chance and the secrets of the past come hurtling into the present, will Amber and Freddy be able to lay their mistakes to rest and make this love the strongest one of all?
“Amber French.” His eyes meet mine and the blue pulls me under as I study them for flecks and contrasts. His head is bent so close to mine I could just lean in and kiss his generously curved lips. “You don’t have a problem with crazy, do you?” His voice is low, but his eyes are dancing.
I glance at my mum’s patchwork dressing gown ensconced figure peering out from the front door. Nope. Crazy isn’t something I have a problem with.
“Crazy is okay.” The close proximity Freddy Bale currently has with me, transforms my words into a strangled squeal.
“Good.” The door slams shut and I sit for one moment waiting for him to climb in the other side. What am I doing? Why is this happening? Is there even the slightest chance he’s going to kiss me? In which case I wish I’d brushed my teeth longer.
Once he’s in place beside me, his eyes flick along my chunky knitwear clad body. I’m sure his lips twitch a little and I’m about to demand what’s so funny when he speaks first. “So my first question, Amber French, is. . .”
I don’t give him time to finish “Questions? It’s eight thirty, it’s way too early for questions.”
Freddy laughs, blasting a huge loud snort of laughter in the limited confines of the truck cab. It makes me jump. His fingers drum on the steering wheel. “Well I need answers before this day progresses any further.” His forehead creases into what I guess is supposed to look like a serious expression, but really just looks damn sexy.
“Wait a minute, what day?” It worries me that it took me a while to register his words. I was too distracted by the laugh and the lips and, well, all of him.
He offers me a slow smile, shooting me into the stratosphere of distraction. “Well, firstly, are you opposed to bunking? Secondly, would you like to do something with me today? And thirdly, do you have a boyfriend? Because I’m really hoping not, but if you do you’ll need to tell him you’re mine for the day.”
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