Then There Was You, an all-new second chance romance from New York Times bestselling author Claire Contreras is LIVE!
Book Description:
Love and the right timing were two things I didn't believe in.
Love is about walking to the edge of the cliff and taking the leap together. Timing was never on our side. My first mistake was hooking up with my best friend. My second came years later, when we met again, and I fell for her. My third was letting her go, because I had to. Because a love like this wasn't built to withstand the winds coming in our direction.
Love and timing. I didn't believe in either.
Then there was you . . .
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Our Review:
Reviewed by Donna ~ 4.5 stars
***ARC received for an honest review***
“I do not bleed.”
Claire Contreras delivers an angsty, emotional read that
will have you screaming for the next book by the end…although we don’t have too
long to wait. Off the charts chemistry, longing, desire, denial all factor in
to an unputdownable second chances romance read, one that will leave your brain
running a mile a minute as you desperately try to anticipate how Claire
Contreras is going to end this one. I have so many scenarios, most of them…not
good so the three weeks we have to wait are going to be torture.
“Talent is probably the second
most overlooked thing in this world.”
“What’s the first?”
“Love.”
Both of these characters are complicated, each having their
own demons, but those demons only seem to be slain when both of them are
together. These two were once best friends, best friends that morphed that line
and turned into something more, before life and responsibilities changed
everything. But the heart wants who the heart wants and despite knowing they both
want one and others, these two are just so infuriating.
“I hit the red button and sent
the call to voice mail. I knew my worth. It wasn’t my fault that he hadn’t seen
it.”
Rowan has been groomed since birth to take over the family
company and it seems his time is coming ever closer with the demise of his parent’s
marriage. Not only has Rowan been groomed for the business, but he has been
groomed emotionally and it seems that his father’s words are what he chooses to
live by. After all, you live by the sword, you die by the sword.
“So why do I feel like I’m always
in last place with you? Like I’m always wading in the water while everyone else
has a place on your blue canoe.”
Tessa knows just how dangerous Rowan is to her heart and sanity
and does her level best to keep him at arm’s length. But those pesky hormones
and their undeniable connection leave Tessa fighting at every turn. But those
that come out all guns blazing tire easily and it isn’t long before these two
find themselves picking up where they both left off.
“…wanted to call his bluff, but
couldn’t bring myself to humiliate him like that. Couldn’t bring myself to
point out that neither of us would be the same after this.”
This book was intense, especially towards the end and with
Claire Contreras’s evocative writing the torrent of tears soon followed. The character
connection was on point, thus enabling this reader to go on one hell of an
emotional roller coaster and be completely wrung out by the end. I love these
two characters with a passion and I am begging Claire Contreras to put me out
of my misery and give me the happy ever after that these two deserve. However,
with the situation as is, is it even possible? I cannot wait to read the conclusion.
“I bleed.”
Excerpt:
Excerpt from Then There Was You:
“There’s no one at my parent’s house except for me.” He raised an eyebrow. “My brother is moving from his apartment to a bigger house, so he’s been going by there to pick up the last of his things, but that’s about it. I’ve barely seen him.”
I frowned. “So why are you staying there?” And where were his parents living? I didn’t want to ask this, of course, but I was dying to know.
“I’m waiting for construction on my apartment building to be complete. It should be move-in ready by October.”
“Hm.”
All sorts of questions popped into my head, but I pushed them aside. They’d go unasked because I didn’t want to answer any more of his. Thankfully, he clicked for the iron gates that guarded his house to open and drove in, not pushing for an answer. My eyes stayed glued on those gates as we drove past them. They were like something out of a Richie-Rich movie, those gates, black with a gold emblem in the center. I’d seen them countless times, pushed them open in the middle of the night more times than I could count. I tore my eyes away and looked up at the house. I hadn’t expected to feel such gripping emotion over a damn gate, but I guess some things never stop piercing your heart, no matter how much time passed.
“I’ll be right out.”
I nodded once and leaned against the seat before he jogged inside. I closed my eyes, trying to figure out how my trip had gone from closing a chapter in my life to being stuck in the middle of my epilogue. When Grandma Joan called me with a guilt trip, telling me to come spend a couple of weeks with her, I’d taken her up on the offer for two reasons: I was the only one left who hadn’t packed her room and taken the boxes to the storage unit, and I missed her and this place. I missed the days I used to come here and feel like I was home. I missed the slow pace that came with a life here in Ithaca, nestled inside the city, but surrounded by nature and the water.
Thinking about those days also brought memories of Rowan. Kissing Rowan, holding hands with him, laughing with him in our canoes, but with the positive came the negative. He and I were never meant to be more than friends, and even friends was questionable. Friends didn’t lie or omit important things. My eyes popped open when I heard the front door shut. I watched him take the steps two at a time and stride toward me.
He slid into the driver’s seat, dropped one of the two bottles of water he’d been carrying into my lap, and shot me a wink. I scowled, clutching the water and facing forward. Just because I’d taken him up on the ride didn’t mean we were suddenly going to be chums again. Far from it. I wouldn’t fall for those mischievous eyes. I wouldn’t fall for the panty-dropping grin either. I wouldn’t fall. Not again.
My Way Back to You
Publication Date: March 15th, 2018
Synopsis to come!
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About the Author:
Claire Contreras is a New York Times Best Selling Author. Her books range from romantic suspense to contemporary romance and are currently translated in seven different languages. She lives in Miami, Fl with her husband, two adorable boys, three bulldogs, and two stray cats that she refuses to admit are hers (even though they live on her porch, she named them, and continues to feed them). When she's not writing, she's usually lost in a book.
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