Monday by E.L.Todd
Published: Feb. 1, 2016
Series: Timeless # 1
Genre: Contemporary, Romance, New Adult
I don’t believe in destiny.
In fate.
Or in soul mates.
But I believe in Hawke.
My life has never been whole since my parents left forever. I have my brother, someone I can barely tolerate most of the time, and I have my best friend, Marie.
And I have myself.
But when Hawke walks into my life, there’s an immediate connection. Our eyes lock and an unspoken conversation is exchanged. For the first time in my life, I actually feel something.
But he doesn’t.
He keeps me at arm’s length and pretends there’s nothing between us when there clearly is. I’m not the kind of girl to wait around for any guy, so I don’t.
But that doesn’t mean he isn’t in the back of my mind.
Our paths cross again in a way neither one of us expect and it changes everything. Was it destiny that made it happen? Was it fate?
Or was it something else?
“I’m tired,” Axel said an hour later. “We should get to bed since we have to get up early.”
“Yeah.”
Axel got up and headed for the stairs. “You coming?”
“In a little bit,” Hawke said.
Axel shot him a suspicious look before he glanced at me. Then he turned back to Hawke. It looked like he wanted to say something but he decided not to. He walked upstairs and moved down the hardwood hallway. Then his bedroom door opened and closed.
I knew exactly why Hawke stayed down there.
“I didn’t know.” That was all he said, and he said it like it explained everything.
I put down my book and turned to him. “Yaya didn’t give it away?”
“Axel didn’t refer to her that way. He just invited me to spend the weekend with his family. He didn’t specify who that entailed.”
I knew I couldn’t be mad at him. “Well, you’ll have a great time. My family is really nice—even my brother.” He didn’t have a family to spend the weekend with so how could I make him feel bad about that?
“Yaya is a very warm person. I see where you get it from.”
His compliment made me flinch. He didn’t know me well enough to make a statement like that.
“I’m sorry if I ruined your weekend.”
“You didn’t,” I said automatically.
The sound of running water made us both look up. My brother was probably getting ready for bed, which meant he might overhear us talking.
I set the book on the table then moved to the seat beside him. “You didn’t,” I repeated in a lower voice.
He looked into my face freely, and his bright blue eyes were breathtaking like always. He glanced at my lips like he wanted to kiss me, but then he quickly looked away like the thought hadn’t crossed his mind to begin with. “I don’t want this to be awkward for you.”
“It’s not. There’s no reason why we can’t be friends.” Even though I still wanted to be something more.
“You want to be my friend?” His voice was full of surprise.
“Why wouldn’t I want to?”
He pressed his lips tightly together as he considered it. “I know we have an unusual circumstance.”
Because you made it that way. “I’m willing to leave the past in the past if you are.”
He released a deep sigh like my words hurt him. “Then let’s move forward.”
About the Author
Bestselling author, E. L. Todd, was raised in sunny California where she still lives today, claiming it’s the best place in the country. Easily hypothermic and hateful of the cold, she prefers to be warm all year round. She attended California State University, Stanislaus and received her bachelor’s degree in biological sciences, but still pursued her dream to be a writer. She’s written several novels and many series’, and her imagination can’t seem to stop. She tries to find the good in people and she exploits that in her writing, proving that people can make mistakes and rise above their past. Her hobbies include sunbathing, swimming, eating at Surf Taco in San Diego, reading, and learning everything she can about hippopotamuses’, her favorite creature. Her greatest dream is to make people forget about the harshness of reality and dive into a good story with lovable people. When fans tell her they love her work, it gives her the greatest sense of accomplishment.
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