Title: Every Moment With You
Series: Redeeming Love
Author: J.E. Parker
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: November 24, 2017
Two broken hearts. One second chance.
Maddie
I’ve loved Hendrix Cole ever since I was a little girl.
From the moment I first saw him, I knew that one day, he’d be mine.
And he was. At least… until he threw it all away.
I gave Hendrix my heart and he shattered it into a million pieces.
I begged him not to leave. Still, he walked away.
It’s been six years since I’ve seen him.
But now a cruel twist of fate just brought us face-to-face.
He swears he never meant to hurt me.
He begs me for another chance.
I still love him. Always have. Always will.
But can I trust him?
Losing him once almost killed me.
I won’t survive if it happens again.
Hendrix
I’ve loved Maddie Davis ever since I was a kid.
From the moment I first saw her, I knew that one day, she’d be mine.
I was right.
Maddie gave me her heart and I gave her my ring.
But like the screw-up my father says I am, I blew it.
Before I could explain, she vanished.
Our love? Gone in the blink of an eye.
I know I hurt her and I hate myself for it.
Now she’s back.
This is my chance.
I won’t let her walk away.
Not again.
Maddie is mine.
I missed him the most when it rained.
It didn’t matter if it was a full-blown thunderstorm or merely a small shower, when the sky opened up and let it fall, I thought of him.
Dark hair. Whiskey colored eyes. Sweetest smile I’d ever seen.
A young boy with dimples. A grown man with a scruffy jaw.
The feel of his touch. The taste of his lips. The smell of his skin.
I could never escape the memories. They held on, refusing to be forgotten, and made me relive it all.
I both loved and hated it at the same time.
Heaven and hell. Bliss and misery.
The cycle never ended.
Even at night in the middle of my dreams, I couldn’t outrun him.
His voice. The way he spoke my name. The promises he whispered in my ear.
Loving him. Losing him. Flying high. Plummeting to the ground.
I constantly felt like my mind and heart were at war with one another.
One wanted to forget while the other wanted to remember.
I was fighting a losing battle. One that I was sure to never win.
He was gone. Our love… finished. But how was I supposed to live when the other half of my heart was missing? Without him, it simply didn’t beat right.
It was broken. Shattered. Damaged beyond repair.
I wasn’t living. I was just existing, floating from one moment to the next.
I hated feeling like this.
Angry. Hurt. Overflowing with pain. Bursting at the seams with sadness.
I just wanted it to stop.
Problem was, I didn’t know how to get past it.
Trust me, I’d tried to move on. I’d tried hating him. Tried forgetting him.
I’d tried letting go.
But I just couldn’t.
Even six years later, I needed Hendrix Cole like I needed my next breath. And just like if I were being deprived of oxygen, living without him was killing me.
Physically I may have been fine, but inside I was withering away.
Slowly but surely, what remained of both my heart and soul was dying.
J.E. Parker is an American romance author who was born and raised in the great state of North Carolina. A southern belle at heart, she’s addicted to sweet tea, Cheerwine, and peach cobbler.
Not only is J.E. married to the man of her dreams (albeit a total pain in the rear), she’s also the mother of a herd of sweet (sometimes), and angelic (only when they’re sleeping) children. Despite their occasional demonic behavior and bottomless stomachs, J.E. loves her little tribe more than words could ever express.
On the weekends, you can find her sitting on the couch, cheering on (or cursing) her favorite football team, stuffing her face with junk food, and guzzling a bottle of cheap red wine.
When she’s not busy making sure her husband doesn’t burn the house down or acting as a referee for her fighting children, J.E. enjoys reading, writing (obviously), and listening to a wide variety of music.
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