Anything More Than Now Synopsis:
Reagan Landry is months away from college graduation, but
instead of excitement, she’s frozen by the fear of letting go — of her
ex-boyfriend, of the comfortable life she created for herself in Portland, of
the years-long search for her older sister who abandoned her as a homeless
teen. When she’s finally forced to decide what’s next, Reagan is met with
another complication — her ex’s best friend, Noah Burke, who seems determined
that she embraces what could be instead of what has been.
Drunkenly hooking up with his best friend’s ex, Reagan, is a
mistake, but being secretly in love with her is so much worse when things seem
one-sided. A disenchanted frat boy about to fail out of college, Noah has been
living out someone else’s dream after a horrible accident five years earlier.
Just when he thinks he’s lost any chance he has with Reagan, she surprises him
by agreeing to spend the summer together at his family’s ranch in Montana.
And suddenly what started out as a complication between them
becomes serious...until the past starts ripping apart their future.
Rebecca Paula Bio:
Rebecca writes smart, emotional New Adult and historical
romances featuring flawed characters struggling to find their place in the
world, from Paris to Portland. She’s a lover of rainy days, an unabashed
anglophile, and a devote Earl Grey tea drinker. She lives in New Hampshire with
her husband and their very spoiled cat, Bella. A wanderlust connoisseur,
Rebecca can be caught daydreaming about her next travel adventure when not
writing.
She is the author of EVERLY AFTER, BETWEEN EVERYTHING AND
US, and the upcoming releases ETIQUETTE WITH THE DEVIL, A PROPER SCANDAL, and
ANYTHING MORE THAN NOW.
Rebecca loves hearing from readers and writers. You can
follow her on Twitter @beckapaula or find out more about her and her books at www.rebeccapaula.com.
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Noah
Dusk settles over
us, an inky light veils Reagan’s tanned body a couple of days later. She smiles
back at me over her shoulder, her hand clutched tightly in mine as she leads us
through the cool, tall grass. I drove deeper into the ranch where there’s nothing
but fields and endless sky and promises of good. I study the line of her back
from her cropped top and those denim shorts of hers. She’s curves and soft
sweeping lines, no angles. I’m convinced her barefoot on a summer night might
be the sexiest thing yet.
“Are you sure you
want to go back to the house?” she asks. Maybe she asks twice because she stops
and tugs me closer. “Noah?”
I brush the back of my hand against my
forehead, my skin sticky from working on the house all day. My body feels
stretched and alive after the work, like a good runner’s high except this is
bone deep. I want to kiss her so badly, but instead I take her hand and twirl
her in a slow circle so her loose hair fans out and brushes over her sun-kissed
shoulders.
“It’s like dancing
in the sky,” she says in a husky whisper.
If I could keep
her, if we could have more than this moment, I think everything in life would
work out finally. Realistically, I know we can’t have anything more than now.
And I plan to make the most of it.
Reagan shimmies
her hips, raising her hands up in the air as she lets go and dances. Fireflies
dart and flicker around her, the moon finally in the sky, and the Montana night
has fully settled in. Between crickets and my heartbeat, it’s just her softly
humming to herself as she dances for me.
I reach out and
hook my fingers inside the waist of her shorts and drag her against me. She
gazes up dreamily, still humming, her eyes wide and sleepy. “I love you,” I
whisper. It just falls out and as soon I as hear the words, I stiffen.
Her hand skirts up
my bare chest and curls around the back of my neck. “What a perfectly dumb
thing to say about a girl like me.”
I smile because she’s not backing away.
Judging by her smile, she’s teasing, so I take my chances and press more. “I
think it’s a perfectly true thing to say.”
“Tell me, Noah,
how does a girl like me respond to that? From a boy like you?” She pushes up to
the balls of her feet and kisses my chin, scratching her nails along the back
of my neck and I’m instantly turned on. Completely. Her lips spread into a
smile over my jaw as she feels me hard against her middle. “I want today to
last forever,” she says, her breath warm over my skin. She slides her body
closer, her hands growing greedy. “Tell me we have a thousand more days like
today.”
I could lie. Holy
h*ll, do I want to lie, but my lips meet hers instead and I kiss her until the
truth is there, until we both know we can’t because her life is going one way
and mine another, if at all. We have tonight and another two days and maybe
emails or texts later. We don’t have anything permanent and maybe that’s why I
told her what I did. Maybe that’s why she didn’t run away.
I just want to
believe there’s more.
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