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When worlds collide...opposites attract
He knows that to be together they’ll both have to give up a lot, but he’s promised to always be there for her. Now, in college, and afterward too. Forever.
Olivia Carrington has never felt more alive than when she’s with Devon. She no longer feels the suffocating weight of expectations—just the freedom and support to follow her secret dreams and to become the person she’s always been afraid to be.
But when reality comes knocking their dream world begins to collapse. Will these two young lovers find their way back to each other or will their hearts become shattered beyond repair?
Fall in love with this prequel novella--a bonus companion story for Devon and Olivia's novel The Surprise Wedding--about opposites attracting. Grab your tissues and start reading today!
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“Emma...” she warned. Her sister had to go home with their upset parents, and Olivia bet they’d be even more bothered if they found out she’d just blown off Luke and his invitation.
She sighed, feeling the weight of her family’s expectations press down on her from all sides.
“Smile!” a photographer exclaimed, holding his large camera up in front of the sisters. They fell into position out of ingrained habit, heads tipped together, smiling sweetly. The photographer moved on after snapping his shot, and they resumed their conversation as though they hadn’t been interrupted.
“Way to stick it to Mom and Dad.” Emma seemed unable to stop grinning.
“He’s not some game, Em. He’s my boyfriend.”
Olivia found Devon in the crowd and started toward him, her sister following her gaze as she trailed along.
“He’s hot.”
It was more than that, Olivia realized. His steamy looks may have initially drawn her to him, but she’d since come to know him, she found herself more amazed by the way she felt so alive whenever they were together. It felt as though everything would be okay as long as she was with him.
“You’re in love with him!” Emma exclaimed, clapping her hands over her mouth as though suddenly privy to the most sordid gossip in town. Her eyes lit up with the joy of knowing someone else was going to cause a crisis at the dinner table for once. Although Emma, despite all the hassle she got from their parents, somehow always managed to toe the line well enough that her speeding tickets and other exploits never quite made it into the major gossip circles.
Around them, people turned to look at Emma, and Olivia batted her sister’s hands away from her face, hushing her. “Shh!”
“You are!”
“Would it be so bad if I was?”
“But he’s…”
“Don’t say it,” Olivia begged. She just needed everybody to go away, to settle down. She hadn’t brought Devon here in order to rock the boat, and it felt as if things were quickly going to be blown out of proportion.
“Everyone is talking about him, you know.”
Olivia’s gaze drifted to Devon, who was holding two glasses of chardonnay and drifting their way. Someone tried to take one from him, obviously thinking he was a waiter.
It was like the guy at the race track had said. Look at her. Look at you. Everyone could tell how different they were with just one glance, even though she’d bought him the right haircut, the right pair of shoes.
It wasn’t fair. And it wasn’t right.
And she was powerless to change it.
Devon caught her eye and smiled, but afraid he would misinterpret what was surely showing in her expression, she turned back to her sister. Olivia struggled to hold in every ounce of emotion that was threatening to come spilling out. She’d been stupid to think her family would see the changes in her. That they would respect them and allow her to follow her heart.
“What’s wrong?” Emma asked, suddenly concerned.
“Pray you’ll never understand.”
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