This isn’t your typical brother’s best friend romance, mainly because Chloe didn’t know she had/has a brother until her mother’s deathbed confession. She doesn’t have time to deal with that. Or she refuses to anyway. Her mother told her so she wouldn’t be alone. But that’s how Chloe prefers to be. No attachments, no heartache.
Rex loves his part time bartending gig at his best friend’s bar. Any time he needs to scratch in itch, he doesn’t have to go far. He doesn’t have to work for it much either. But that all changes when he sees a woman crying in the bar. It’s not that hasn’t happened before, but she’s different. Everything about her is different. He lets her into his heart. But what happens when his idiot brother comes into the bar? Will he yet again steal his girl like he has in the past? It doesn’t help that when she meets his best friend, things don’t go very well.
Van Wyk reminds us that family isn’t always picture perfect, sometimes it’s pretty dysfunctional. That dysfunction doesn’t have to be a bad thing. Sometimes the family we create is better than those we share DNA with.
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Fake it ‘til you make it has been the motto I live by since my mother died.
I’m also doing a really bad job at the making it part.
The night we met, I was at my lowest.
But you gave me a reason to feel happy again.
For the first time in over a year, I feel optimistic.
You and I? We’re the same.
Don’t form attachments. Follow the rules. Don’t dream of a future.
Too bad our hearts wouldn’t listen.
And this storm we’re going through?
The one that threatens to rip us apart?
It doesn’t care that I’m falling for you.
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He won’t look at me. His grip on the steering wheel so tight his knuckles are turning white. He swallows so hard I can hear the gulp from where I’m sitting next to him.
When I lay a hand on his forearm he almost jumps out of his seat.
“Fine,” he croaks.
“You don’t sound fine.”
I almost start giggling because if I’m reading the situation correctly, he’s nervous about having sex with me. Or, maybe, just what my intentions are. Rex, the sexy bartender that every single female in town lusts over and many have slept with — which I refuse to think about — is hesitating.
I know he wants to.
His body language, actions and words have told me as much.
When he kisses me, it’s real. It sounds simple, because it is. I’ve kissed other men. He’s kissed other women. But it’s never been like this for me. And I know it’s never been like this for him, either.
I know that might make me sound arrogant or overconfident, but I’m not clueless. Nor am I insecure. His feelings toward me are obvious, he’s not hiding it in any way, and unless he’s the most devious person in the world, I think he’s just as turned on by my presence as I am with his. Which is at holy shit levels, if I’m being honest.
I’m in a dang near constant state of arousal around him.
We pull into my driveway and he cuts the engine. His left leg is propped against the door and aside from the constant tapping of his thumb against the steering wheel, he’s the picture of relaxation.
“Just gonna sit out here all night?” I ask, already sensing his hesitation to come inside. I can also see how badly he’s battling with himself right now.
To sex her.
Or not to sex her.
I think we’re on the same page here, though.
It’s just going to be fun messing with him a little bit.
He’s made it very clear that his past relationships have either ended horribly, by way of his brother, the ass, or by the night being over with.
He’s also hinted he would like to see where this thing between us is going to go.
For that to happen, we need to not have sex. At least not yet. Even though every molecule in my body is currently firing and screaming at me to HAVE SEX WITH THIS SEXY AS FUCK GUY ALREADY.
Okay, so maybe I’m not as secure in my decision as I thought but hey, I know he isn’t either.
I open my door and step down.
“Come on, you big baby. I don’t bite.” Then before I close the door I pop my head back through the opening, “Unless you want me to.” I slam the door and run up the few stairs to my front door, quickly unlock it, and rush inside.
I count to five and he’s already charging in after me.
“You think you’re so funny, don’t you? Teasing me like this?”
“Whatever do you mean?”
“I’m in your head, gorgeous. I know what you’re thinking.”
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From the Ground Up was Jennifer’s first published novel and now that she was bitten by the writing bug, has no intention of ever stopping. Jennifer makes her home in small town Iowa with her high school sweetheart, three beautiful, hilarious and amazing kids, one crazy Jack Russell terrier. This is where her love for all things reading, baking, and cooking happen. Jennifer’s family enjoys camping, boating, and spending time outside as much as possible. You’ll be her best friend if you can make her laugh and follow up with asking her what to read next. When she’s not writing, you can find her cheering the loudest at her kids’ sporting events (read as: embarrassing them), sipping coffee or iced tea out of a mason jar with her Kindle in her lap or binging on Netflix.
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