Make Me Yours(80)
“You did help me.”
“I did?” My brow furrows. “How?”
His eyes capture mine, intense and serious. “Well, for starters, you helped me not be like my dad—”
“But you were never like your dad. Everything you do with Lillie shows you’re not like him. You were only grieving.”
Long fingers smooth my hair back. “You helped me find my way back.”
He pulls me close, and my eyes close as his cheek presses to mine. The music swirls with our friends around us, and I confess, as much as I adore Disney movies, I never believed fairytales really happened in real life.
This past year changed all of that.
I’m no longer an only child or even an insecure career girl, searching for meaning in my life. I’m a wife and mother. I’m using my art to help others at the clinic with Drew, which makes me financially independent—not that I need to be anymore.
I’ve met every goal on my list, with the benefits.
Lifting my chin, I kiss Remi lightly on the cheek, realizing he helped me as well. He’s my living handsome prince, and together, we’ve saved each other.
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Make You Mine
by Tia Louise
(Brother’s best friend, forbidden love, military, small-town, second-chance romance.)
A promise written on a coaster.
A lost night in a dark room.
Grayson Cole was my brother’s best friend.
He was all of my firsts.
Then he went away…
Drew Harris was just a kid, a senior in high school, my best friend’s little sister.
They said she was too young to know her feelings.
I was too old to have them, so I left to join the military.
Four years passed.
Loss, injury, angry words I can never take back.
I’m home, but I’m not the same.
Neither is she.
Now she’s a woman with flashing blue eyes, long blonde hair, and gorgeous curves.
She’s the same sweet smile, the same sassy mouth…
I could never say No to her before.
I should say No for her sake.
She deserves better than what I’ve become, scarred and damaged.
“They told me to stay away from you.
I went away to try… God, I tried.
Now everything has changed. I’m back, and
I’ll do whatever it takes to make you mine…”
(A full-length, STAND-ALONE CONTEMPORARY romance about first love, redemption, and finding your way home. No cheating; No cliffhangers.)
Prologue
Gray
I’ve heard people can change overnight.
I never believed it until that summer.
Gasoline, oil, dirty rags, grease, transmission fluid… the indelible scent of the garage. I don’t even notice it anymore. I don’t see the black under my fingernails that never completely washes clean. It’s my life, and I’d never questioned it until that day.
“Hand me that socket wrench then get in the cab and spin it.” A cigarette dangles from my uncle’s lips, and the top of his overalls are tied around his waist.
I toss him the tool and climb into the cab of the ancient Chevy we’re repairing. “Ready?”
My hand is on the key in the ignition. He holds up a finger, bending farther under the hood before stepping away and circling it in the air. I give it a crank, and it turns over instantly, settling into a low humming noise.
“There you go.” Mack returns the cigarette to his lips and watches a few moments as the truck continues to idle. “Kill it.”
I turn the engine off and climb out. “I’ll write it up. Starter, alternator…”
“Just charge for the alternator. I got that starter off an old Mustang. They don’t have to pay me for it.”
Walking to the office, I call over my shoulder, “You’ll never make money giving shit away.”
“I’m too old to start worrying about money.”