Title: I Never Let You Go
Series: I Never #3
Series: I Never #3
Author: Stefanie Jenkins
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Ya'll That Graphic
Photo: Lindee Robinson Photography
Models: Anthony Parker & Alyde Madej
Release Date: June 29, 2020
Cover Design: Ya'll That Graphic
Photo: Lindee Robinson Photography
Models: Anthony Parker & Alyde Madej
Release Date: June 29, 2020
Blurb
One word was all it took to change everything. For years,
Lauren Lawson believed happily ever afters didn’t exist for everyone—especially
her. Now a decade after watching the love of her life walk away, he’s back.
Lauren Lawson believed happily ever afters didn’t exist for everyone—especially
her. Now a decade after watching the love of her life walk away, he’s back.
Finn Reynolds is determined to win her back, but Lauren is
scared. She keeps her feelings locked up to protect her fragile heart from
being shattered again. But Finn has a way of getting her to open up—he always
has.
scared. She keeps her feelings locked up to protect her fragile heart from
being shattered again. But Finn has a way of getting her to open up—he always
has.
Can Lauren leave the past behind and move on to a future
where she never lets him go?
where she never lets him go?
Excerpt
Finn steps farther up
to me so that our bodies are now touching. He’s so close that I have
to look up at him. “It’s just one dance, Lo.”
to me so that our bodies are now touching. He’s so close that I have
to look up at him. “It’s just one dance, Lo.”
I look
toward the dance floor and pull the corner of my bottom lip between my
teeth, contemplating my answer. I’ve never been able to resist
Finn Reynolds—why start now? I can hear his voice in my head all the
times he said, “C’mon, Lo, just one more…” One more smile,
one more minute, one more kiss, one more orgasm. What’s one dance?
toward the dance floor and pull the corner of my bottom lip between my
teeth, contemplating my answer. I’ve never been able to resist
Finn Reynolds—why start now? I can hear his voice in my head all the
times he said, “C’mon, Lo, just one more…” One more smile,
one more minute, one more kiss, one more orgasm. What’s one dance?
I down the
rest of the champagne and place the glass back on the bar. I know that my
cheeks are flushed—I could easily blame that on the alcohol and not
at the idea that I’m about to be in Finn’s arms once again. I turn to
face him, holding one finger up. “One dance.”
rest of the champagne and place the glass back on the bar. I know that my
cheeks are flushed—I could easily blame that on the alcohol and not
at the idea that I’m about to be in Finn’s arms once again. I turn to
face him, holding one finger up. “One dance.”
His smile
widens, knowing that he won. Don’t fall for it, Lauren. That
smile still seems to make me weak in the knees, and I hate it. ”One dance,
I promise.”
widens, knowing that he won. Don’t fall for it, Lauren. That
smile still seems to make me weak in the knees, and I hate it. ”One dance,
I promise.”
He extends
his hand in my direction. I glance down first as if it were a snake ready
to strike. He tries to set me at ease, confirming it’s just
one dance. I place my hand in his, and my body comes alive. I never had my
body react the way it does with Finn, no matter with all the guys
I tried to date to forget about him.
his hand in my direction. I glance down first as if it were a snake ready
to strike. He tries to set me at ease, confirming it’s just
one dance. I place my hand in his, and my body comes alive. I never had my
body react the way it does with Finn, no matter with all the guys
I tried to date to forget about him.
He leads me
over to an opening on the dance floor before spinning me and pulling me to
his chest.
over to an opening on the dance floor before spinning me and pulling me to
his chest.
“Show-off,” I
mutter under my breath but loud enough for him to hear me. His deep chuckle
vibrates my body with his closeness. I tuck my head into the crook of his neck
and close my eyes as he holds me, just like he did for all
of those dances in high school I dragged him to.
mutter under my breath but loud enough for him to hear me. His deep chuckle
vibrates my body with his closeness. I tuck my head into the crook of his neck
and close my eyes as he holds me, just like he did for all
of those dances in high school I dragged him to.
He holds me
tighter as “Unchained Melody” by the Righteous Brothers continues to
play, and I let him. In fact, I cling to him the same way I
did at the airport, clutching to him as if he were my lifeline.
tighter as “Unchained Melody” by the Righteous Brothers continues to
play, and I let him. In fact, I cling to him the same way I
did at the airport, clutching to him as if he were my lifeline.
Time stops.
We are no longer in a church hall full of a hundred and some guests,
but it’s just Finn and me. I don’t care who’s watching us,
questions be damned later, as being in his arms just once is worth everything.
But is it enough?
We are no longer in a church hall full of a hundred and some guests,
but it’s just Finn and me. I don’t care who’s watching us,
questions be damned later, as being in his arms just once is worth everything.
But is it enough?
The
irony isn’t lost on me as I listen to the lyrics. I squeeze my eyes
tighter to keep the tears at bay. Nothing compares to the feeling of being in
Finn’s arms.
irony isn’t lost on me as I listen to the lyrics. I squeeze my eyes
tighter to keep the tears at bay. Nothing compares to the feeling of being in
Finn’s arms.
“Lo.” The
way he breathes my name fills me with life. His head is resting
against the top of mine. I slowly lift my head meeting his
gaze. Is he going to kiss me? Do I want him to? I swallow
thickly as he closes the distance between us, and I close my eyes. I
can feel his breath on my skin. His nose brushes against mine, and my
heart is ready to jump out of my chest.
way he breathes my name fills me with life. His head is resting
against the top of mine. I slowly lift my head meeting his
gaze. Is he going to kiss me? Do I want him to? I swallow
thickly as he closes the distance between us, and I close my eyes. I
can feel his breath on my skin. His nose brushes against mine, and my
heart is ready to jump out of my chest.
“Lo, I
lied. What if I want more than one dance?” His voice just above a
whisper, but it screams to my heart. “I miss you.”
lied. What if I want more than one dance?” His voice just above a
whisper, but it screams to my heart. “I miss you.”
My breath
catches, and my eyes fly open. I feel as though the room is beginning to
close. I can’t do this, especially today of all days. I slowly back
away from him, needing the distance now more than ever. My bottom lip
quivers, but I refuse to let him see me break.
catches, and my eyes fly open. I feel as though the room is beginning to
close. I can’t do this, especially today of all days. I slowly back
away from him, needing the distance now more than ever. My bottom lip
quivers, but I refuse to let him see me break.
“I’m
sorry, I can’t do this.”
sorry, I can’t do this.”
He takes a
step toward me, and I keep pacing backward. “Lo,
please.”
step toward me, and I keep pacing backward. “Lo,
please.”
No. There’s that
word again, the one that broke us the first time.
word again, the one that broke us the first time.
It was
only supposed to be one dance. He promised—another broken promise. Finn
Reynolds seems to be full of them.
only supposed to be one dance. He promised—another broken promise. Finn
Reynolds seems to be full of them.
I need to escape. I spin on my heels, leaving a trail of smoke in my path and Finn alone on the dance floor. I should've know...because all those "one mores" always turned into several more.
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Author Bio
Stefanie Jenkins writes contemporary romance and lives in
Surf City, North Carolina with her husband and two sons. Born and raised in
Maryland, Stefanie brings her favorite parts of her hometown to life in her
books. She is a coffee addict, wine connoisseur, hockey fan & lover of all
romances - give her all the swoon & angst.
Surf City, North Carolina with her husband and two sons. Born and raised in
Maryland, Stefanie brings her favorite parts of her hometown to life in her
books. She is a coffee addict, wine connoisseur, hockey fan & lover of all
romances - give her all the swoon & angst.
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