Life in Suitcases
by Melissa Kendall
Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Rebel Ink Press
Heat Level: Steamy
Word Count: 6,940 words
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Blurb
After a tragedy changes the course of Elise Morgan’s life
leaving her without a family and in foster care, she meets Anthony Scott. It
doesn’t take long for them to become fast friends and they do everything
together. When Elise manages to get a scholarship to college and Anthony
doesn’t. They find themselves separated. As the years pass, they lose touch.
Feeling restless with her life, Elise sets about trying to
find what is missing in her life. After breaking up with her boyfriend she
takes a trip home hoping to find a sense of peace. One hug reveals that what
Elise thought she was missing wasn’t a place or a thing it was a person.
Can she find true love with the one man she thought she
might never see again?
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it
contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered
offensive to some readers.
Excerpt:
After
the interview, I hurried back to my hotel room. I changed out of my suit into a
pair of jeans and a T-shirt, swapped my heels for sneakers, and headed down to
the wharf. I searched for over an hour before I finally found the Hotel
Alexander. Walking onto the job site, I stopped the first guy in a hard hat
that I could find.
“Excuse
me.” I tapped the man on the shoulder.
“Yeah?”
He eyed me suspiciously. “How can I help you?”
“I’m
looking for Anthony Scott.”
“He’s
up the scaffold.” He pointed at the mass of steel piping on the side of the
building. “Hang on a sec, I’ll get him down for you.”
“Hey,
Tony! There’s a chick here to see ya.” Anthony’s head popped over the edge of
the scaffold. I looked up so he could see my face.
“Elise?”
he asked, disbelief clear in his tone. I just nodded. “Stay right where you
are. I’m coming down.” His whoop of excitement echoed off the surrounding
buildings, making my heart beat just a little faster. As he hit the bottom of
the scaffolding, he ran over to me, swept me up in his arms, and swung me
around in the biggest bear hug I’d had in years.
That
was when it hit me. This was home. Not San Francisco, but right here in
Anthony’s arms. This is what I’d been missing for six years, where I’d been
yearning to be.
He
finally set me down on my feet and leaned back to look at me. “What are you
doing here?” He stared at me shock written all over his face.
“I
had a job interview this morning with the Times. I thought I’d come say hi
while I was in town.”
“You’re
moving home?” He yelped with excitement.
“I
am if I get the job.” I smirked at him.
With
that, he swept me up into another giant hug. “Wait right here. Don’t move.” He
turned and ran toward what was probably the on-site office, disappearing
inside.
He
came back out after about ten minutes, a giant grin spread across his face.
“So, have you had lunch yet?” I shook my head. “Well, come on, then.” He
grabbed my hand.
We
spent the rest of the afternoon chatting and reminiscing. We filled each other
in on what had been going on in our lives. I ’fessed up and told him the whole
truth about Dave. In return, he told me about this man-eater of a girl he had
broken up with just after New Year’s.
The
more we talked, the more I understood this was what had been missing in my
life. I couldn’t remember feeling as content as I did right then, sitting with
Anthony. He made me feel like I was the only girl in the world. Then it dawned
on me. How had I not seen it before? I loved him and not just the kind of love
you have for family. I was in love with him—probably always had been. I was
just too scared and withdrawn as a young girl to recognize my feelings for what
they were. As luck would have it, I wasn’t that girl anymore. I was a woman,
one who knew just what she wanted. Somehow I had to let him know how I felt,
even if he didn’t feel the same.
As
dinner time rolled around, I didn’t want us to part ways before I’d had a
chance to tell him how I felt.
“So,
what are we doing for dinner?” I asked.
“What
would you like to do?” He grinned.
Same
old Anthony, always wanting to make sure we did something that would make me
happy.
“Well,
I was thinking we could just head to my hotel, order a little room service, and
continue the trip down memory lane.”
Review: Life In Suitcases is a short story, a very short story, only about 21 pages long. I always find it hard to review short stories, because I'm one of those people that likes things long and drawn out. You don't get that in 21 pages and this one, though an excellent quick read before bed, could have stood to have been longer.
I'm like the obnoxious little girl from the AT & T ads, I want more. I want to know more about Elise and Anthony. I'd even like to know more about her relationship with Daniel. I felt like as a reader we were given a lot of information that moved the story on too fast to get to the point where she hooks up with Anthony.
The sex between the two of them however will knock your socks off. There was definitely chemistry there.
Great short for fans of the new adult genre
Rating: 4 stars
About the Author
Melissa is a 37 year-old stay at home mum and
part-time Software Support Consultant. She lives in Perth Western Australia the
most isolated capital city in the world.
She’s always loved to read and
write and spent most of her teens scribbling poetry and short stories on any
scrap of paper she could get her hands on. Over the years as daily life pressures
got in the way she lost the passion for it. After her son was born, she
discovered online books and her interest in writing was rekindled. It has been
a large part of her life ever since.
Connect with Melissa
Kendall
Website: http://www.melissakendall.net
Twitter: @mkendallauthor
1 comment:
Thank you so much for the review
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