Where We Left Off (Phoenix Falls Series)

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Naturally it starts pouring down when I realise that my raincoat is at the bottom of the case so, needing an alternative, I pull on a hoodie instead and then I head out of my mom’s house. And, unless my brain is glitching, there is a large dark tattoo – something like a cross and storm clouds and maybe some scripture – enveloping his swollen bicep. Tate’s voice sounds from the doorway. “I have some things that she can wear. She just needs her own shorts.”

I’m glad that I’m finally meeting you,” he says, pulling the bottle away from the lip of my glass. “Obviously your mom has told me a lot about you, but I’m sure that you’ll be even better in person.” Tate is standing over us looking incensed with his arms folded across his chest. I bask delightedly in his discomfort. “A few days ago,” I reply, with a nonchalant shrug. When Tate’s gaze moves from my hand to my eyes I do a sort of self-satisfied smile. His eyes narrow. I shake my head, feeling self-conscious and out of my depth. “Sorry, no, that was weird of me. I just didn’t expect... I’m sure he’s awesome.” I muster up a small smile. During the day: If you have a flexible schedule, you may find it helpful to take breaks during the day to read a book.

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So this Friday,” she starts, and my stomach sloshes with unease because we don’t usually have plans. I do school. She does work. That’s the routine. My mom is a professor at the college campus that’s a twenty minute drive from here and, as her miniature, it’s the same vision that she’s been grooming into me since before I was born. Work hard, stay in a regimented system, and you’ll always be protected. Bonus points if you secure a fortune from an Ivy League billionaire – if not, revel in your chastity, daughter, ’cause that’s what mama wants. I scowl up at him and my glasses streak with raindrops immediately. I keep walking though, stubborn bitch that I am. At the top of the stairs, wrapped up with a little ribbon, there is a tiny perfect wooden bookcase. My heart is thumping in my ears, making her sound like she’s underwater. “I’ll get you a new one,” I say, guilt-ridden because of my grossness.

I thought that I would beat him to the meet-up because the gym is right next to the lot, but once I’m out of the doors I see that Tate is already by the tree. He knows who you are,” Tate says, the smile still on his lips as he tries to slip my fingers into his. I smile luxuriantly at Mitch and he has an amused glint in his eyes as he folds his arms across his chest. What the hell did I say to you the other night, Caul?” This is a voice that I have never heard before. It’s so calm that it’s scary. My stomach dips knowing that this display is for me. You shouldn’t be over here,” he says in a commanding tone. He almost sounds like he’s disappointed in me. I’m actually a little confused as to why I’m over here myself, so I shuffle on my feet for a moment, my wellies squelching.

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Suddenly I looked down and Tate’s eyes were on mine. He didn’t blink because he knew what I was seeing, and a soft pink flush spread across his cheeks. Get that for me?” Shoulders is talking. It’s pre-period so the hallway is rammed and, almost comically, the entire corridor turns to see who he has graced with his attention. Tate shoves Caulder’s shoulders into the ground as a departing warning and then he stands, brushing the dirt off his knees with big tense hands. He raises his eyebrows and I swear that his fingers almost go up to touch the cross on his chain. He looks displeased. This is a sweet and spicy small town romance book that can be read as a standalone novel, or as book 3 in the Phoenix Falls series. I hope that you have lots of fun reading Harper and Mitch's gorgeous story!

I move over to the ledge so that I can see him clearly through the rain that’s streaking my window. We’re watching each other like two primates in the wild. Neither of us has blinked in the past thirty seconds. When everyone finishes eating Mitch insists on inspecting my hand, so I sit on the couch as he undoes the bandages and he lets out a little hiss once my hand is bare. As River prepares to graduate and begin a life at college, she must decide whether to believe in her memories or to trust her gut. When the time comes to put her heart on the line, only one thing is for not everything is as it seems. No,” I admit in a rare moment of honesty. This seems to irritate him, which makes me perk up a little. I spot the silver crucifix hanging over his shirt and say, “I have been praying though.” The bell will ring any second now so I push myself off the wall and turn to walk to class. I feel Kit behind me but I can sense her potent glower on the boys up ahead.

He pulls away and squeezes my hands tightly in his. I feel that same compression around my heart. I let go before he has the chance to, moving my hands to grip the strap of my bag. I expect her to start a lecture but her eyes drop down to the bed and she makes a small knowing sniff. Yes.” We’re having a 1950s theme because apparently it’s compulsory for all high schools to do that at least once. I didn’t even think to shut my bedroom door because I’m home alone tonight. I can hear multiple male voices, fanning out downstairs. Loud and clear.