Book
Title:Blurred Lines
Author:Brooke
Cumberland
Genre: New
Adult/Contemporary Romance
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Two weeks. Spring Break.
No strings attached. No long distant relationships.
Just sex.
She agreed to have fun over spring
break.
What Emma didn’t realize was that her
heart would be shattered into pieces after meeting Brody. Growing up she got
everything she ever asked for, so when their two weeks were over, there was nothing
money could buy to heal her broken heart.
Emma works hard in college to ignore the
pain. She doesn’t know where he lives, his number, or even his last name. She
thought he was out of her life forever…
Until two years later.
She hasn’t stopped thinking about him.
But it’s not that easy when they finally
reunite.
Seeing Brody again has memories flooding
to the surface again…making it hard to resist him. But can Emma keep her
distance like she has to, or will there be blurred lines between what she wants
and what she must do to move forward?
“You sent us the drinks?” I ask, finally
putting all the pieces together.
“Well, technically, I just sent the
first round. You guys just kept ordering.” His face is so soft; I just want to
rub my hands over it. Shit. Focus.
“Oh.”
“Yeah, guess I better sign for that
tab.” He grins and I know he’s secretly enjoying it.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know—”
“It’s fine, honestly. I don’t mind.”
Hannah lays her head on his shoulder as she passes out. “I think she’ll be fine
with an aspirin and some sleep.”
“Where’s your room? I’ll carry her
back.” I nod, because ironically, I’m not sure what else to do. He could be a
total creepier for all I know, but I can’t carry Hannah back myself, so I let
him help.
“Room 480,” I reply. We walk back to the
resort lobby, and I see him grin at me. And I finally see his face for the
first time. “Hey, you’re the guy from the plane, right?” My stomach suddenly
turns to knots. The feelings from remembering our one and only encounter replays
in my mind—the way his hands soothed me after practically falling into his lap.
I can’t help the lame smile that forms on my face.
I already know it’s him, but I ask
anyway because it seems so unreal. I looked for him after we landed and was
oddly disappointed when I didn’t see him.
I see him bite his lip before answering,
“Yeah, Brody.” We reach the elevator, and I press the call button as I watch
him intently. “Emma, right?” he asks.
“Right,” is all I say, because well, I’m
an idiot. He’s just as beautiful as he was earlier. His hair is clean cut and
his face is smooth. For a moment, I lose myself in his face— his perfect silk
face.
“So how long are you in Cancun for?” I
ask, making conversation as we walk onto the elevator. I press number 4 and
watch as the doors close.
“Couple weeks. I’m here with my friend,
Caleb, for one last spring break. What about you?”
“Same. Except this is Hannah and mine’s
first college spring break.” I smile nervously, thinking how pathetic I look
right now.
“Ahh, freshmen, huh?” He grins.
“Is it that obvious?”
He laughs, but doesn’t answer as the
elevator dings. I wrestle my key card out of my purse as we walk to our room.
We walk in silence, but I can’t help but feel what I felt before on the plane.
It was like an unspoken tension—heat and intensity that riveted between us. I
feel his presence not only because he was next to me, but because it was like
an electric force that made me very aware of him. And his very solid, chiseled
arms.
I slide my key card in and open the door.
I completely forgot that we left the room a mess. Fuck.
“Her bed is that one.” I point to the
farthest one. I watch in amazement as he pulls the covers down and gently lays
her down. He then covers her back up.
“Did you just tuck her in?” I ask,
grinning.
“Yeah, is that bad?” he asks
self-consciously.
“No, it’s just—most guys don’t do the
whole ‘tucking in’ thing.”
“Oh, well I could untuck her in, if
you’d prefer?” He smiles. He’s messing with me.
“No, it’s fine,” I say softly. “Thank
you.”
“No problem. Just make sure you tell her
I didn’t grope her or anything. Would hate for my neighbors to think I’m a
creep or something,” he quips, walking closer to me. I can’t deny the heat
coming off him, making me want to wrap my arms around him just to feel his body.
“Neighbors?”
“Oh, right. I’m in room 482. Across the
hall.” He nods his head toward the door. He’s standing right in front of me,
making me tilt my head back just to look up into his eyes—his beautiful bright
green eyes.
“Oh.”
Of-fricken-course.
“Well, thanks again,” I say, breaking
the awkward silence.
“My pleasure.” He continues looking at
me intently, and I wonder if he’s thinking the same thing I am. “Have a good
night, Emma.” His hand brushes mine as he walks toward the door. I watch as he
opens it, and then he’s gone.
I almost wonder if I imagined the whole
thing. And I could’ve swore he winked at me. No. Now I know I’m drunk.
Book
Title: Bad Girlfriend
Author:
Brooke Cumberland
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
What if time were the only thing that
kept you from falling in love?
What if you knew when your time was up?
Kate Wesley knows about that all too
well.
When time is no longer on her side, she
decides to live.
When Kate visits her cousin Natalee the
week of her wedding, Kate finally decides to be spontaneous, take risks, and
live with no regrets. Kate‘s holding a secret she hasn’t even told her cousin
but when an unexpected run-in with another house guest risks everything she’s
fought hard against, she must make a choice.
Gabe never expected to meet Kate at his
old college roommate’s house. Spending the week there before his friend gets
married has turned out to be the best decision he’s ever made. Running into
Kate wasn’t something he planned, but once he came face to face with her, he
knew he didn’t want to let go. No matter how fast she ran away.
Life has a tricky way of catching up to
you—of making choices for you that you wish you could change. Kate accepts her
destiny and pushes anyone out that threatens to get close. But how will she
feel when Gabe pushes right back? Right into her life where she swore him off?
Would you be with someone if you knew it
wouldn’t last forever?
Would you risk it anyway for a chance at
love?
There’s nothing like a big slap of
reality to get your life in check. The whole “you only live once” and “live
like there’s no tomorrow” couldn’t be more true for me. At least now, I knew.
I broke up with my boyfriend recently.
He didn’t deserve it, but it was inevitable. It had to happen. There was no point
leading him on. I just saved him years of grief.
“Kate, don’t do this. I love you,” he
pleaded. I knew he did…and that’s why this was hard, but it was like ripping a
band aid off. I just had to do it.
“Sorry, Kyle. I don’t love you,” I lied.
If I told him the truth he’d promise to stay with me, but in the end, he’d only
resent his decision.
“I can’t believe this.” He brushed both
hands through his hair, pacing back and forth in front of me. I tried to remain
calm, not affected.
“You’re a bad girlfriend, Kate. I can’t
believe you’d do this.” He walked toward me, his face directly in mine. “You’re
a bad girlfriend…I’m lucky to be rid of you.” I knew his words were spit from
anger. I understood. He gave me everything—and in return—I couldn’t give him anything.
I think about the words he said to me
six months ago as I drive up north for the week. Bags packed in the trunk with
a weeks worth of clothes and necessities. Kyle was supposed to come up with me
on this trip, now it’s welcomed silence.
The silence makes me feel numb. Numb to
the facts. Numb to reality. It’s what’s best and I’ll give in to what my
destiny holds.
Going to my cousin, Natalee’s wedding
this week is my chance. My chance to be spontaneous, wild, and carefree. It’s
possibly my last chance. And I will enjoy every moment of it.
Brooke is a midwestern
gal, from the cheese state of Wisconsin! Go Packers! She's a stay-at-home mom
to a wild three year old. Most days you can find her reading or writing, or
just hanging out with her family! She loves movies, cooking, and shopping!
She's addicted to Starbucks, Coach purses, and wearing yoga pants.
Website: www.brookecumberland.com
Novelisting: http://novelisting.com/profile/brookecumberland
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