The only thing that kept Brooke from asking Tyler out the day they met was his girlfriend back home. Brooke convinced herself it wasn’t a big deal and they could be friends, but the attraction simmered beneath the surface. Until he ends things with the girlfriend, and it’s game on for them.
Tyler couldn’t face his ex and let her continue to believe things hadn’t changed, so he broke off their relationship before the spring break trip they planned with friends. The part he didn’t count on was Brooke being on the same cruise. Or her seeing him with his arm around his ex on day one.
Brooke is less than interested in his excuses and lies, but Tyler isn’t walking away. He knows a good thing when he finds it, and Brooke is the best thing that’s ever happened to him. He just has to convince her, and make sure his ex doesn’t ruin it all.
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Excerpt from Breathing For The First Time
When the team is announced we cheer for the players we’ve never met, getting lost in the excitement of the game, and the thrill of our school’s team. Tyler went to LSU for undergrad, but he seems happy to cheer for USC tonight.
We scream and yell with the rest of the crowd, jumping up and down when USC blasts a homerun in the bottom of the eighth inning to take the lead. Tyler lifts me into his arms, pulling me in for a tight hug in celebration. He lowers me to the ground, our eyes meet, and for a second I think he’s going to kiss me.
I hold my breath, leaning in slightly, and my tongue passes over my lips. Then panic flashes across Tyler’s eyes, and he turns his attention back to the game, high-fiving a fan sitting in front of us.
Disappointment doesn’t even begin to describe it.
After the game we walk back to Tyler’s truck in silence. He doesn’t hold my hand, and I can see he’s struggling with something. Uncomfortable doesn’t even begin to describe the drive back to my apartment. He pulls up outside my complex and slips the truck into park. He leaves it running and turns to face me.
There’s a confusion in his eyes that I don’t like. I ask him if he’s okay and the grimace on his face tells me he’s not. He finally nods then tells me, “I’m sorry. I got wrapped up in the game, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
“How are you going to hurt me?” I ask him. I narrow my eyes, unsure where this is going.
He exhales loudly, “I almost kissed you. God, I wanted to. But I don’t want you to think this is a rebound thing for me.”
I reach for his face, pulling him to meet my eyes. “I know it isn’t. I’ve never worried about that. Okay?”
He hesitates, trying to figure out if I’m serious, “Okay.”
“You sure?” I ask him, a smile teasing my lips.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Alright, so how about a drink? I’ll buy if you come up to my apartment.”
I’m not sure who climbed out of his truck first.
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