That was me.
In every way that mattered anyway. I had a close, loving relationship with my parents, my older brother was my hero, and with graduation right around the corner, I was on the verge of turning my love of photography into a career.
Then there was Carter, surprisingly he turned out to be the yin to my yang. Where I was alternative, slightly nerdy and a whole lot awkward, Carter was smooth, popular and confidant. Yet somehow, we fit. Or so I thought.
With the events of one night, the clarity with which I once saw my life vanished. Leaving me completely unprepared for the reality I would now have to face and the choices that accompanied it.
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“There’s my Girl,” Carter says as he nears me, wrapping his arms around my waist then planting a kiss on my lips.
I flick my eyes up to his, “Hey there,” I grin. I can’t help the smile that fills my face whenever he’s around.
His eyes roam over my body as they always do, checkout my outfit of the day, “I like it,” he says.
I chuckle, “You always do,” I say with a roll of my eyes.
Once in the car Carter takes a moment to think, “I wasn’t a huge fan of the floral sundress with the mustard cardigan.”
Turning to face him I raise a brow, “Oh really?”
His cheeks redden slightly, “I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy seeing you in it or what you did to me while you were in it. I just didn’t enjoy others seeing you in it.” His palm comes to rest on my thigh, his fingers digging in slightly, “These are mine,” he says possessively. Then he grins again, “Besides, it was more the cardigan I didn’t like, who wears mustard anyway?”
I throw my head back and laugh, “I do, obviously.”
He shrugs and turns the key in the ignition, “Whatever, I was just making my point, I don’t like every single thing you wear,” he says as he navigates us out of the parking lot.
A few minutes later I ask him, “Is this okay to wear to a MMA gym? Maybe I should get changed?” I say looking down at my Avengers skater dress with Hulk green leggings underneath.
Carter side eyes me, “You are not getting changed. I want the guys to meet my one of a kind sexy little nerd.”
Meet The Author: JB Heller
J B Heller is an Aussie Indie Author of Steamy Contemporary and Comedic Romance. She has three wildling children, two giant Great Danes, one permanently terrified cat, five birds of various species (One of whom thinks she’s helping by running across the keyboard repeatedly while JB tries to work. Lucky she’s tiny.), and a gazillion fish. Oh, and we can’t forget the man child she calls her husband.
After years of working in assorted fields including a Butchery, Remedial Therapist Receptionist, Hairdressing, and Checkout Chick Extraordinaire, she finally found her place amongst likeminded people in the writing community.
She published her first book in 2013 under the pen name Eliza Brown, and has since evolved into J B Heller with more than 10 titles to her name.
On her limited downtime you’ll find her reading, trolling Pinterest for her next muse or online stationery shopping (she has a mild addiction to stationery and she refuses to seek help.).
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