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.
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Excerpt
Noah
I took a chance, fully expecting Reagan to try
to stab me with her fork at dinner by surprising her at graduation. Something
better happened.
I watched her
smile over and again, without hiding. I watched her walk across the stage and
get her diploma. And I get to have dinner with her now, like I matter in her
life, contained in the small bubble she keeps around herself.
I glance at her
across the table and stretch back into the bistro chair. We came to some place
nice downtown, a French restaurant. The candle flickers from the middle of the
rough-hewn table, the rest of the tabletop littered with our wineglasses and
carafes. It’s a tiny place with pink walls that make the crowded tables come
alive.
And still I can’t
take my eyes off her.
Reagan gives me
another flirty smile, then drops her glance to her glass, her cheeks pink from
a bit too much wine. She finally unzips her robe, revealing a tight black dress
that I want to personally go thank the designer for, after I kiss her, good and
hard, and until we lose the meaning of hours and time, and discover the meaning
of life.
She drapes the
robe against the back of her chair and turns back to me, drumming her glossy
red nails over the tabletop. We’ve been here almost three hours now, the entire
time having a silent conversation with eyes and lips, all without touching
while we talk with Trina.
“Well, graduate, I
think it’s time we head out. What do you think?” Trina asks.
The waiter comes
and clears away the last of our dessert plates. I’ve never anything like choux à la crème in my life, but I’m
rethinking that after sharing the pastry puffs with Reagan, watching her lick
her lips of powdered sugar and cream.
I tilt my head
back and take the last draining sip of my wine, some peppery red that Trina
ordered. Cabernet Franc, I think. I haven’t mastered wine yet. I’m still at the
“what’s cheap and will get me drunk” phase of life. And since my dad’s fridge
is usually only stocked with Bud Light, I don’t see that changing soon.
She pushes back in
her chair and I panic. I don’t want her retreating to her room on the night of
graduation. I don’t want to lose her. I can be an adult about this. I can
accept she’ll be in New York soon, and I’ll be stuck here in Portland. I missed
what time I could have had with her for lots of reasons. What I can’t accept is
losing the time I can have with her now, especially when it seems like she
finally doesn’t want to stab me or spit in my face.
Trina heads to the
front to pay the check and I walk around to Reagan’s side of the table, then
sit on the wooden bench hidden by the small alcove behind her. To one side of
us is the large-paned window to the street, the late spring night gradually
growing gold before the day’s flame is extinguished.
I know people can
see us, I know we’re not hiding from the rest of the restaurant, but I really
don’t care. And Reagan doesn’t either. She stands up and I glance down at her
feet. Heels. Good fucking Lord. Heels and legs and a figure I want to lick each
curve of. Her hair cascades down her shoulder in soft curls, and the deep V of
her dress perfectly frames her breasts.
I reach out and
grab her arms, slowly dragging her to stand between my legs. Her perfume of
ginger and honey wraps around me, and words carelessly fall out of my mouth in
the fever of it all. “Je veux t’embrasser.”
Her eyelids grow
heavy and she sways a bit closer, pressing one hand against my chest to brace
herself. “Speaking French now? How smart of you, Noah.” She draws her other
hand farther up my thigh, the heat of her hand burning through my dress pants.
I swear she’s scorching me alive, all while she wears a dreamy smile on her
face.
I tip her chin up
so our eyes meet. I’m lost to the jazz, and great wine, and this gorgeous girl
who somehow is finally in my life after I’ve spent years being in love with
her. “I’m proud of you,” I whisper. I tilt my head up as her breath hitches,
moving my lips closer to hers. “That’s why I came today. I’m proud.”
Her lips take mine
before I can finish and for once, it doesn’t matter. I’m not in a rush to tell
her everything, and we’re not in a rush to ignore what’s happening between us.
We kiss in that French restaurant to the quick, tipsy rhythm of Django
Reinhardt. We charge ahead blindly, but know the beat, and we lose ourselves in
the familiarity of facing the unknown.
I kiss Reagan like
I love her, and she kisses back like she just might love me, too.
Catch up on the Sutton College Series
Between Everything and Us
Matisse Evans is determined to make her sophomore year of college successful after failing out of a prestigious art school and spending a horribly boring gap year at home. Despite her focus, time isn't on her side as she struggles to hold down three jobs so she can afford her first apartment while juggling course work. In the chaos of it all, Beau Grady moves in and shakes up her world. A college dropout and tattooed bad boy, the rumors about Beau mean one thing for Matisse—trouble. Paralyzed by the fear that she's missing out on life, Matisse discovers plans may unravel, but what rises in their wake can be worth the uncertainty.
After spending the summer couch surfing, Beau Grady moves into an empty room at his ex-girlfriend’s Portland bungalow, skipping his senior year of college to spend his days working at a Vietnamese food cart instead. Once a star hockey player and gifted student, he’s put his life on hold after receiving a life-altering diagnosis, complacent to live in the moment. Hiding behind false rumors and bad habits, Beau falls for Matisse, letting her believe the worst until their relationship blooms into something they both can’t ignore. Falling for her means having to face a future he’d rather forget, but loving her just might be worth it.
Praise for Between Everything and Us
I am not the same person I was before reading this story about a girl named Matisse and a boy named Beau. I think it’s because it’s so much more than just a new adult novel. It has real, raw issues and it has depth. - Natasha, Book Baristas
Rebecca Paula creates such a connection between Beau, Mati and you the reader that has your heart aching for them to work things out. You feel the love, the attraction and how incredibly lost and over-whelmed they are with everything. It's an experience. - Jessica, Maine Book Momma
About Rebecca
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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