Josh Aterovis

The last question made me laugh out loud. I believe all of these questions will be answered by the end of the book. And thank you!

Aw shucks. Thanks, Tris!

I arrived at work early Monday morning, but Novak had still beaten me there. Although his office door was closed, I could hear the low rumble of his voice, making me think he had someone in with him. I soon realized he was on the phone. I waited until he hung up, then knocked on the door, eager to get the conversation over with. "Come on in," he called. I let myself in and took a chair. Novak looked me over. I was sure he could tell I was nervous, but he didn't make an issue of it.

An author's favorite thing to hear... 🖤

Fun fact: The house Steve is considering is based on a real house! I fell in love with it as a kid and it stuck with me. It was a B&B back then, but I think it's just a wedding venue now. The real house is called Merry Sherwood Plantation.

Something...something...Muskrat Love?

He needs to...but will he?

"What?" I gasped. "Did you see the news?" "No. What's going on?" "Oh God, it's terrible. They're blaming Caleb. I don't know where he is, and they're asking me." "Blaming Caleb for what? And who's blaming him?" "The police! They think he did it, but I know he didn't." "Asher, calm down! What do the police think Caleb did?" "They think he killed his father." "They what?" "They think he killed his father. It was all over the news this morning." "Ki

Oh Novak will definitely be involved!

Let's hope he learned his lesson after his fender bender with Novak...

We'll find out soon... I'm planning on posting Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, so you won't have to wait long!

Somehow, the next few weeks managed to both race by and crawl. My days were a blur of constant activity as graduation drew nearer, but underneath it all, I missed Asher. The last few days of classes felt like slow, drawn-out torture. Asher and I still weren't speaking, and the sympathetic glances people kept shooting my way only made it worse. I hated being the school's latest object of pity. The rumors had spread fast, and nearly everyone seemed to blame Asher for the breakup. I doubted it

Wishing you the best and a speedy recovery! Another great chapter. What a mind you have! The last chapter can wait. Take good care of yourself!

I paused my studying when I heard Asher take another deep breath behind me, as if he were about to say something. But, just like the last five times, he let it out in a quiet sigh instead, words swallowed before they could form. I gritted my teeth and tried to focus on calculus. This was my last final, and I was determined to crush it. Most of my exams had been waived because my grades were so high, but math was my weak spot, so I still had to face the calc test. The problem was I'd been st

Thank you! I think you are pretty spot on with your analysis, Dr. @Summerabbacat. Add to that the fact that Asher is naturally less daring and Killian's death-be-damned antics probably cause him a lot of stress, and the fact that are 17/18 years old, and well...how many high school romances really last? Asher is definitely a dick, especially at the beginning of this book, but I give him some grace for being young. It's hard to sort through all of that when you don't have the life experience to understand what you're feeling. Hell, I know plenty of people in their 40s who still can't manage. 🤣 Killian has a variety of gifts. We'll see them manifest over the course of the next few books (and a short story or two). Kane is one of my all-time favorite characters. I love writing him. He's a little smart ass, but in the best way possible. I think Seth has a lot to do with how well he turned out, but yes, he is very much Adam's son.

I knew who you meant. 😉

Side note: stroppy is one of my favorite words, and has been ever since I was having an argument with a very good friend in the streets of London in the middle of the night and he called me a stroppy cow, which effectively ended the argument because I was laughing too hard to continue. Not the intended effect, I'm sure.

Thank you, Steve! That really means a lot. Sometimes I read those old stories and cringe, but sometimes I read them and think, hey, you weren't so bad after all! LOL

I can't even fathom that as a school trip!

The next week passed quickly. The repair estimates for my car were quite high, and the insurance company hadn't made a decision yet about whether they would cover the cost of repairs or just total it. In the meantime, Adam was driving Kane and me to school in the morning, and either Adam or Marcus would pick us up after. Things with Asher remained tense, but I didn't have much time to focus on our problems as the opening night of the play loomed ever closer. I was pacing in my bedroom, rehearsin

I almost dedicated this chapter to you...