Chloe
They say everyone has one true love, one person who was made just for them. A person they were meant to spend the rest of their life with. Who souls are intertwined.
For me, that person was Wyatt.
Our love was perfect. When we were together, nothing else mattered. Not college. Not our parents. Because our relationship wasn’t about anyone else.
We had big plans for our future together.
The thing about life… it doesn’t always go as planned.
It’s been five years since I’ve been home. Since I’ve laid eyes on the only man I’ll love in this lifetime.
And in a town this small, there’s no chance I’ll be able to avoid him for long. Or anyone else from my past.
Addison
From the moment I first laid eyes on Adam, I knew I was in trouble. There was a tension between us, chemistry I couldn’t deny. The way he was looking at me, as if he could see straight into my soul, sent my heart into overdrive.
After an hour together, I knew. He was the one. The one who would make me want to change everything. Who could make me believe in love again. In the idea of happily ever afters.
And he did.
His love and two tiny pink lines were about to change my entire life.
The thing about life… it doesn’t always go as planned.
I’ve been here before. It was the worst experience of my life and I’m not sure I’ll survive this time.
*First Comes Love contains TWO complete novels previously published as the Imperfect Love Duet - Imperfect Love Story and Imperfect Love Story: New Beginnings.
“Hey, man. She’s gone.”
It’s been ten minutes since I felt her leave. I’m surprised Jones waited this long to come tell me.
“Shocker,” I retort, looking into his eyes to make my point. “That seems to be her thing.”
“Look, I think you two need to talk. It’s been five long years. If that’s not enough time for the two of you to act civil after all that’s happened—”
“I don’t have anything to say to her.”
“So you’re not looking for answers anymore? That’s it. She’s back and you’re giving up all the sudden. Sounds about right. Why risk getting hurt again?”
“Don’t you have customers that need drinks or something?” Pretending to focus on the papers in front of me, next week’s liquor orders, I give him the brush off. The door slams behind him a few seconds later.
Being born only two months apart, Jones and I have always been close. The only rift in our relationship has been Chloe. It’s not his fault, it’s mine. He tried to help, is still trying to help, but I refuse to let him. The truth is, I don’t want help, from anyone. Especially him.
He knows too much about it. He was a part of it. He’s the only other person who knows what we saw that day. The car ride home was one long fight between us. He wanted me to talk about it and I made him promise never to bring her up again.
He hasn’t.
Not once.
Her name hasn’t crossed either of our lips since that day. You would think I let her go, but I can’t even seem to convince myself of that lie. If I had, I would have tried to move on since then. Maybe dated women for longer than one night, if you can call that dating.
Yet here I am. Single. Focused on work. Keeping an expired, half-empty box of condoms in my nightstand as a constant reminder of what could have been. Of the woman that broke my heart and left me. For another man. For a better life than I could have given her.
The same woman who was standing in my bar ten minutes ago, looking sexy as hell in a tight pair of jeans and cowboy boots. If I hadn’t fallen for her five years ago, the sight of her just now would have done it.
She lives in Michigan with her husband, son, snuggly dog, and hateful cat. She moonlights as a bartender a few days a week (her excuse to get out of the house and socialize) and writes full time. She published her first novel in 2013 and since she’s released more than 30 additional titles.
Rachael writes all kinds of romance – dark, sexy, sweet. She started her career writing young-adult romance and as she matured, so did her characters and her writing. These days, Rachael writes steamy, new adult romance. Her favorite tropes to write are small-town and friends to lovers.
When she’s not hiding in her office, writing her next novel, you can find her hanging out with her family, watching her son play baseball, or running on the treadmill at the gym (though she skips more days than she goes).
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