COMPLETE: The summer going into her senior year of high school Frankie met the guy of her dreams. Noah was everything she didn't know she was looking for. And everything she couldn't have. Can these o overcome the lies and obstacles that stand in their way? Or will it tear them apart before they've even had the chance to begin?
18+ due to graphic content ...
Exerpt from the book
I needed to get out of there. I needed a moment to compose myself before I completely lost it. How the hell did he still have this effect on me? With one look I’ve become completely unglued. I walked into the restroom and locked the door. I walked over to the sink and looked in the mirror. “Suck it up Franchesca. It’s over. It’s done. There is no going back so pull it together.” I wouldn’t let myself cry anymore. I took a couple of deep breaths and opened the bathroom door. If I hadn’t paid attention I would have walked right into him. Noah took a couple of steps forward-moving me back into the bathroom. He locked the door behind him.
“I tried I swear. I’ve been trying to stay away from you. I’ve given you space and acted as if you don’t exist. But when you look the way you do right now I can’t. I can’t help but want to be near you. To touch you. To feel you again. These past months have been torture. And then to see that kid with his hands on you. I wanted to rip his head off. That should be me. I should be the one holding you.”
I didn’t know what to say. I felt the same way Noah did but what could we do. I sighed and when I went to tell him to let me out his mouth crashed into mine. I felt his tongue invade my mouth with such a force. I could feel all his longing and all his emotion pouring through him. I placed my hands behind his head and held him to me. Noah backed me up to the sink and lifted me so I was sitting on the counter.
Twenty-five years later …
As I sat there watching and listening to the priest speak I pulled out a tissue and gently dabbed underneath my eyes. I placed my hands back in my lap and felt Noah’s hand rest on top of mine.
“You told me I wasn’t allowed to cry, and look at you.” He whispered in my ear.
“Shh, I’m trying t……