Exclusive Excerpt: Adam's POV
“I’m an only child.” Don’t ask about my parents, I silently wish.
I don’t want to tell Evie who my mother is. People always change toward me the instant they know, and I want to keep things with Evie just the way they are. Perfect. I want her to stay looking at me the way she is right now. Like she sees only me.
“What about your parents? What do they do?”
No getting out of it now. I’m not going to lie to her.
I blow out a breath. “My mother…she’s…an actress.”
“Cool. Stage or TV? Although I don’t get much chance to watch TV, and the theatre—like never—so I might not know her. I apologize in advance for my ignorance.”
She smiles at me. And it’s the most beautiful thing…she is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
Keep looking at me like that, Evie. Please don’t ever stop.
“My mother is Ava Gunner.”
I keep my eyes on her for as long as I can while driving. I see the recognition of my mother’s name flicker in her eyes. Then, I wait for it – the change.
But it doesn’t come.
“So, does that make you Adam Gunner?”
“Well, I’m not James Bond.” I laugh, a little unsure what to do in this moment. This is uncharted territory for me.
“Hey, cheeky!” She gives me a light jab in the arm. “I meant, I didn’t know your surname before now, but I also know that some actresses have stage names, so I wondered if Gunner was your surname, or if you have a different one—what’s wrong?”
It’s at this point that I’ve slammed on the brakes—luckily the road clear of cars behind us—and I lean over and grab her face and I kiss her. Hard.
I kiss her because she doesn’t care who my mother is. She cares who I am.
And to me, that is everything.
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When I Was Yours, Synopsis & Purchase Button
Release Date: November 10th
“What?” I stared back at him, unblinking.
He moved closer, taking my face in his hands. “I love you, Evie. I look into the future, and the only thing I see clearly is you. Marry me.”
What’s an eighteen-year-old girl who was madly in love with her nineteen-year-old boyfriend say?
Of course, I said yes.
Twenty-four hours later, I married Adam Gunner at a Vegas chapel to the sounds of “Livin’ on a Prayer” by Bon Jovi. Not the best omen. I get that now.
Then, exactly one week later, I left him. I walked out, leaving behind my wedding ring, annulment papers, and my heart, and he never knew why.
I haven’t seen him since. Not in ten long years.
Now, he’s here, standing before me. Looking at me with nothing but hurt and hatred in his eyes, he wants answers.
Answers I can’t give.
Author Bio: Meet Samantha Towle
She has written contemporary romances, THE MIGHTY STORM, WETHERING THE STORM, TAMING THE STORM, TROUBLE, REVVED and REVIVED.
She has also written paranormal romances, THE BRINGER and the ALEXANDRA JONES SERIES, all penned to tunes of The Killers, Kings of Leon, Adele, The Doors, Oasis, Fleetwood Mac, and more of her favourite musicians.
A native of Hull and a graduate of Salford University, she lives with her husband, Craig, in East Yorkshire with their son and daughter.
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