I enjoy a good second-chance romance, but Claire Contreras left me begging for the next book with this one.

Rowan and Tessa were best friends who had just begun to explore more when Rowan broke things off and left for college.  Determined to not end up like his parents, he’d decided marriage and love were not in the equation for him.  At the same time, Tessa didn’t think love and marriage were in her cards because she was so focused on her career.  But when Tessa finds her way back to her hometown for a brief visit, life as Rowan and Tessa know it changes.

These two fight their attraction and feelings for each other…a lot!  They’re so determined to stay the course they set in their lives that they can’t see that yes, they do love each other and yes, they’re in a relationship.  Both of them are infuriatingly stubborn in not altering their courses that they miss what’s right in front of them.  As a reading, as frustrating as it was, the author did a fabulous job of weaving this story with the characters’ innermost thoughts and dreams that we knew what each of them was giving up, even if their partner didn’t.

I’m on the edge of my seat to read the next installment.  This couple needs to figure it out and get their HEA.

Then There Was You, an all-new second chance romance from New York Times bestselling author Claire Contreras is LIVE!

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Excerpt from Then There Was You:

“There’s no one at my parent’s house except for me.” He raised an eyebrow. “My brother is moving from his apartment to a bigger house, so he’s been going by there to pick up the last of his things, but that’s about it. I’ve barely seen him.”

I frowned. “So why are you staying there?” And where were his parents living? I didn’t want to ask this, of course, but I was dying to know.

 “I’m waiting for construction on my apartment building to be complete. It should be move-in ready by October.”

“Hm.”

All sorts of questions popped into my head, but I pushed them aside. They’d go unasked because I didn’t want to answer any more of his. Thankfully, he clicked for the iron gates that guarded his house to open and drove in, not pushing for an answer. My eyes stayed glued on those gates as we drove past them. They were like something out of a Richie-Rich movie, those gates, black with a gold emblem in the center. I’d seen them countless times, pushed them open in the middle of the night more times than I could count. I tore my eyes away and looked up at the house. I hadn’t expected to feel such gripping emotion over a damn gate, but I guess some things never stop piercing your heart, no matter how much time passed.

“I’ll be right out.”

I nodded once and leaned against the seat before he jogged inside. I closed my eyes, trying to figure out how my trip had gone from closing a chapter in my life to being stuck in the middle of my epilogue. When Grandma Joan called me with a guilt trip, telling me to come spend a couple of weeks with her, I’d taken her up on the offer for two reasons: I was the only one left who hadn’t packed her room and taken the boxes to the storage unit, and I missed her and this place. I missed the days I used to come here and feel like I was home. I missed the slow pace that came with a life here in Ithaca, nestled inside the city, but surrounded by nature and the water.

Thinking about those days also brought memories of Rowan. Kissing Rowan, holding hands with him, laughing with him in our canoes, but with the positive came the negative. He and I were never meant to be more than friends, and even friends was questionable. Friends didn’t lie or omit important things. My eyes popped open when I heard the front door shut. I watched him take the steps two at a time and stride toward me.

He slid into the driver’s seat, dropped one of the two bottles of water he’d been carrying into my lap, and shot me a wink. I scowled, clutching the water and facing forward. Just because I’d taken him up on the ride didn’t mean we were suddenly going to be chums again. Far from it. I wouldn’t fall for those mischievous eyes. I wouldn’t fall for the panty-dropping grin either. I wouldn’t fall. Not again.

My Way Back to You
Publication Date: March 15th, 2018

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Claire Contreras is a New York Times Best Selling Author. Her books range from romantic suspense to contemporary romance and are currently translated in seven different languages.

She lives in Miami, Fl with her husband, two adorable boys, three bulldogs, and two stray cats that she refuses to admit are hers (even though they live on her porch, she named them, and continues to feed them). When she’s not writing, she’s usually lost in a book.

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