A new, small-town series from Fabiola Francisco coming September 19, 2019.
What’s a girl to do after burning all of her no-good, cheating boyfriend’s belongings? Throw a dart at a map and start over in a new town.
I may be new to the small town of Everton, but I’m well aware that I now share a zip code with a celebrity. You’d have to be living under a rock to not know, Knox Bentley, one of country music’s biggest stars.
When Knox wanders into my bar— careful brown eyes and broody attitude—I can’t tear my gaze away. A cheating scandal fresh on his heels is just one reason I should stay far, far away, but the closer we get, the more I realize he’s not at all what I imagined.
But being a famous musician comes with unwanted attention…the kind that tears people apart, and now it’s becoming too painful to stay by his side.
They say love is a choice, but so is leaving…
“Hey!” I screech when he throws a snowball at me.
“I needed to get you to stop laughing and help me,” he replies with an excuse.
“You’re in no position to start a snowball fight,” I threaten.
“Ainsley,” he warns as I pack snow in my hands. His eyes widen right before the snowball hits his chin. He growls and gets himself up from the ground. I run away from him, remembering the last time we had a snowball fight. When he catches me, he smashes snow in my face as he holds me around the waist.
I yell and try to get away, but his hold is strong. I stop fighting against him and look up into his face as I push snow from my hair. His hand reaches up to swipe some from my shoulder.
“Sorry I broke your sled.”
“It’s okay,” I smile. “It cost like ten bucks, and it was a gamble,” I shrug. “At least we had fun.”
“That we did.” He leans in and kisses the top of my head. “Thank you,” he murmurs against my hair.
“For what?” I lean back to look at him.
“For asking me to join you. I know things are a little off after our conversation the other night, but I’m ready to have you in my life.”
Before I could argue, he runs his thumb over my lips, and I wait for the kiss. He winks and takes a step back, leaving me wanting to feel his lips against mine. I groan and cross my arms. What a tease.
©Fabiola Francisco, unedited & subject to change