Brooke Jeffries wanted Tyler Anderson the day she met him. They had a connection that neither of them could avoid, but Tyler had a girlfriend. Tyler admits he feels something for Brooke he never felt for his girlfriend and breaks up with her. When he finally asks Brooke out, they spend an amazing night together right before spring break.
Brooke meets her two best friends for a relaxing week away, but knows she’s going to miss Tyler. At least until Tyler shows upon the same ship. Too bad he has his arm around his ex-girlfriend and not Brooke.
Brooke hides, not wanting to face Tyler and the gorgeous girlfriend, but Tyler isn’t letting her go. He fights for her, wanting to help her understand what is going on. He admits he was wrong and tries to get Brooke to see he’s not a jerk.
After a lot of thought and a talk with her friends, Brooke accepts Tyler’s apology and is ready to move forward with him in her life. But the ex isn’t done yet.
Can Brooke and Tyler get past the deceit? Is Tyler really the guy Brooke believed he was? Is the ex really out of his life, for good?
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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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