Remembering Joy
by Jenni Moen
Release
Date: 06/07/13
Summary
from Goodreads:
Alexis
doesn’t believe in fairytales. She knows first hand that life can turn on a
dime – that one stupid mistake can shatter dreams and irrevocably shape the
future. Even though her memory of that day is hazy, she has spent the last ten
years trying to put it behind her and focus on the future.
Armed with the knowledge that her career will be her only legacy, Alexis works night and day to prove that she is more than just her last name. It’s not only that she doesn’t have time for love – she doesn’t have the heart for it. After all, there’s no point in starting something that you can’t finish.
However, when she meets Adam, she’s drawn to him in a way even she can’t deny. He is dark and brooding and strangely charming. He’s the perfect distraction from the mundane life she’s created for herself. And, as if fate is pushing them together, he seems to be around every corner. It’s enough to almost make her entirely forget about her past and take a chance.
Unfortunately, Adam’s memory isn’t hazy . . . not in the least. And, what she doesn’t remember, he can’t forget.
*Mature New Adult/Adult novel – contains adult situations and sexuality and is suited for ages 18 and up*
Armed with the knowledge that her career will be her only legacy, Alexis works night and day to prove that she is more than just her last name. It’s not only that she doesn’t have time for love – she doesn’t have the heart for it. After all, there’s no point in starting something that you can’t finish.
However, when she meets Adam, she’s drawn to him in a way even she can’t deny. He is dark and brooding and strangely charming. He’s the perfect distraction from the mundane life she’s created for herself. And, as if fate is pushing them together, he seems to be around every corner. It’s enough to almost make her entirely forget about her past and take a chance.
Unfortunately, Adam’s memory isn’t hazy . . . not in the least. And, what she doesn’t remember, he can’t forget.
*Mature New Adult/Adult novel – contains adult situations and sexuality and is suited for ages 18 and up*
Excerpt
Meet Alexis:
As we got
closer to my building, a swarm of butterflies descended upon my stomach. By the
time we stepped into the elevator, the butterflies were flitting around at warp
speed, and as I unlocked my front door, my anxiety hit a fever pitch.
It wasn’t
that I was nervous to be around Adam. Despite the fact that I frequently
suffered from asthma attacks and heart murmurs when he was near, we were way
past nervousness. Having a guy lick syrup off your fingers while desecrating
his kitchen table will illicit a sense of familiarity, even if it is a false
one.
No, my
anxiety was solely rooted in the fact that during my almost nine years in New
York City, I had never invited a guy into my apartment. Not one. Not even Ethan
had been invited into my inner sanctum.
My apartment
was my safe haven. It was the only place where I didn’t have to pretend that I
was a whole person. In this space, I wasn’t the pretty girl with the perfect
job made possible by an ivy-league education and a privileged upbringing by
perfectly doting parents. Instead, I was free to be the broken, tired, lonely
girl that I really was. In this place, it was okay that I wasn’t allowed to
want for more because what I already had took everything in me. Inviting Adam
into my apartment felt like inviting him into so much more.
I flipped on
the light as he shut the door behind us. The click of the door was probably
just barely audible but caused me to wince. This hadn’t been a good idea. I
wasn’t sure that I could put on the show here that came so easily everywhere
else.
Meet Adam:
Dinner had
gone just as I had planned. Well, except for one thing. I still didn’t
understand how I could be so attracted to her; I had hated her for so long.
Yet, I kept flipping back to that kiss on the sidewalk and how she had pressed
her body into mine. I’d felt the charge between us, and I know that she felt
it, too. When it became clear that she wasn’t going to invite me up, I had
wanted nothing more than to sling her over my shoulder and haul her ass up
there caveman-style. I had resisted because I could wait and because when I
went there, it would be at the expense of a guilty conscience.
I thought
that I knew all of her secrets but her prohibition against dating was something
I hadn’t expected. It was going to make getting her to fall for me a little
harder ... but not impossible.
She would fall for me ... and the harder the
better because I was going to break her heart.
Even if I
smashed into a million pieces, it would only be a fraction of the heartache
that she’d caused me every single day for the past 10 years.
About the Author
Jenni Moen lives in Oklahoma with her husband and three crazy,
exuberant kids that have the potential to burn the house down at any
moment.
When she’s not chauffeuring kids around town, performing her mom
duties as a short order cook and maid, or vacuuming for her fastidious husband,
she hammers away at her keyboard at her big girl job as a patent attorney.
While vodka and exercise have provided some relief from the daily grind, it is
reading … and now writing … that are her true escapes.
***GIVEAWAY***
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(INT)
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