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Synopsis:
Jaylinn McCormick had finally found the man who makes her life complete. After putting the most terrifying night of her life behind her, she’s moving on. Suddenly, unexpected life altering events have Jaylinn spiraling in an unknown direction. Will she be able to survive?
Cooper Cahill finally found a balance in his life. He’s got the girl he always loved, business is thriving, and his baseball career is grand slamming down a new path. One phone call threatens to destroy his perfect life.
Can Cooper help Jaylinn dodge this curve ball life has pitched in her direction? Will the love they’ve found in each other be enough? Or will Jaylinn walk away from it all?
Cooper and Jaylinn have been a favorite of mine since the
beginning. They had a secret or mystery about them; until they were out there,
and finally a couple. They were the quiet ones. The couple you wanted to know
more about because you just had to.
Jaylinn & Cooper’s relationship started out rough with
everything Jaylinn went through and the guilt Cooper felt. I started to feel like they might be on that
everly after road.
Then after months of waiting we finally find out about the
call Hunter made to Jaylinn. From there on it seems that they keep missing the
perfect pitch getting thrown curveball after curveball. But through it all they
have each other.
“Once again, Cooper
has the ability to make me forget everything and just exist with him in the moment.”
“It’s the little
things Jaylinn does that speak volumes to me and she doesn’t even realize it.”
Jaylinn is so resilient and such a strong woman. With
everything she has gone through she still holds her head high and puts a smile
on her face. But in the end it always takes a good man beside you to help you
be that strong confident woman.
This book took me on a ride of emotions that I never wanted
to get off of. I was happy one minute and had tears down my cheeks the next.
It’s that type of book that you remember and love. She kept me wanted more and
I couldn’t put it down reading it in one sitting. It was the HEA after that
Cooper and Jaylinn deserved.
I look forward to more from Megan Smith and to see where she
takes us with Chloe and Jackson’s story.
Need To Love You
Book Six in the Love Series
By
MEGAN SMITH
Copyright © 2015 by Megan Smith Production LLC.
Subject to change prior to publication
Chapter One
I look around, people are staring. Mostly the girls, the guys oblivious. I look over at one girl, the closest one to us, her eyes trained on us. The girl bites her lip. She looks over at me, her expression changes from desire to jealousy. This should feel wrong to dance like this but it doesn’t.
Words are slurred, “I’m not trying to be… Just…I’m drunk.” My lips brush over a soft cheek lightly. “You keep that… up and I’ll do something stupid. Something I shouldn’t do.”
Words are slurred, “I’m not trying to be… Just…I’m drunk.” My lips brush over a soft cheek lightly. “You keep that… up and I’ll do something stupid. Something I shouldn’t do.”
I’m drunk too and I just don’t give a shit what he says. I’m shutting my feelings off. I’m living in the moment.
I look over to the girl who was watching us. She grabs hold of some poor guy and pulls him a few feet away from where we’re standing. The girl turns so her back is to the guy and then she grabs his hands and puts them on her hips and grinds into him.
I mimic her moves, this new position is too much. It’s wrong. It’s so wrong but I do it anyway. And it feels good. Wrong but oh so damn good.
My heart rate picks up. I’m feeling brave, braver then I ever have. Is this what people talk about? Is this how it feels to do something that’s wrong but doing it anyway and not giving a shit?
A cloud comes over gunmetal blue eyes and then I’m being led down a hall where there is a bunch of people messing around, so close in proximity to each other that it’s evident some are joined in more places than at the hip. Oh God. Something is about to really happen and I’m not even doing a damn thing to stop it. “Is that what you want?” lingering eyes taking in the surroundings, a breathy whisper in my ear, the voice of an angel with the intentions of the devil.
My eyes widen at this admission. I shift on my feet from the sudden change. “I wouldn’t know…”
Electric blue eyes roam from my feet to my eyes. “Know what?”
“I don’t know.” I look away.
“Fine,” a hand that is leaning near my head goes to the button of my jeans. “Let me show you all the things that you wouldn’t know.”
I look over to the girl who was watching us. She grabs hold of some poor guy and pulls him a few feet away from where we’re standing. The girl turns so her back is to the guy and then she grabs his hands and puts them on her hips and grinds into him.
I mimic her moves, this new position is too much. It’s wrong. It’s so wrong but I do it anyway. And it feels good. Wrong but oh so damn good.
My heart rate picks up. I’m feeling brave, braver then I ever have. Is this what people talk about? Is this how it feels to do something that’s wrong but doing it anyway and not giving a shit?
A cloud comes over gunmetal blue eyes and then I’m being led down a hall where there is a bunch of people messing around, so close in proximity to each other that it’s evident some are joined in more places than at the hip. Oh God. Something is about to really happen and I’m not even doing a damn thing to stop it. “Is that what you want?” lingering eyes taking in the surroundings, a breathy whisper in my ear, the voice of an angel with the intentions of the devil.
My eyes widen at this admission. I shift on my feet from the sudden change. “I wouldn’t know…”
Electric blue eyes roam from my feet to my eyes. “Know what?”
“I don’t know.” I look away.
“Fine,” a hand that is leaning near my head goes to the button of my jeans. “Let me show you all the things that you wouldn’t know.”
****
Jackson
Six months
earlier…
I wipe the sweat
off my forehead with the back of my hand. “Alex, what are you doing?”
He throws the
ball high up in the air, it comes down fast and right towards my brand new Ford
Raptor. I take a deep, calming breath before telling him for the tenth time to
play on the other side of the yard.
I stand from the
stool I was sitting on. “Buddy, come here.”
Alex tosses the
ball into his glove as he takes the couple of steps over to me, crossing the
distance between me and where he’s not supposed to be with his baseball.
“Yeah?”
I stare at my
son’s messy brown hair that is going in all different directions. Chloe loves
the look on him, me, on the other hand, wishes he’d cut it just a little bit
shorter. As long as it’s not long and sticking out of his baseball hat like a
lot of kids wear it these days I guess I can deal.
“Didn’t I ask you
a hundred times to toss the ball on the other side of the yard?” Alex rolls his
eyes and I lightly smack him upside the head. “That last time came really close.
Do it again and I’m taking the ball and glove. Got it?”
He takes a step
back just out of reach. “Yeah, got it.”
As he walks away
he tosses it up just over his head and catches it in his glove, just to push my
buttons. He’s at this age where he’s pushing limits and sooner or later he’s
going to push a little too far…and he’s going to get cracked for it.
I sit back down
on the stool and finish what I was doing. I still have to get the other tire
back on before Chloe comes home. She’s already going to kill me when she sees
the new rims I bought for my truck. I couldn’t pass the deal up, plus it’s not
like she would care that I got a great discount on them through my job. She’d
just bitch, complain, and say that money could have been used for the house.
Over the summer
we decided to start sinking a little money into our house focusing on
improvements that needed to be made. We’re taking it one room at a time. A
bathroom was added to our master bedroom and we painted and replaced the sink
in the other bathroom that’s in the hall. I’m letting her lead this show since
it was her idea and I’m just trying to make her happy and keep her out of my
hair. I’ve done all of this work without saying one word, saving us thousands
by doing the work myself, and now I’m paying myself back by buying myself these
new rims.
Just as I finish
tightening the last lug nut, Chloe pulls up in the driveway. She climbs out of
the car as Alex comes running over to his mom.
“Hey, bud, what
are you up to?”
Alex smiles,
“Tossing the ball around.”
“Think you can
help me? I’ve got a bunch of stuff in the car.”
Alex puts his
glove and ball down then Chloe hands him a little bag and he takes off running
inside.
“Hey, I’ve got a
bunch of stuff in the trunk.” Chloe tosses over her shoulder to me. So far she
hasn’t noticed the rims or she’s choosing to ignore it because she hates
fighting in front of Alex.
We haven’t been
getting along that well since early summer. With every passing day it’s just
getting worse and I’m not sure what the hell is going on or what to do about
it. Life seems like it’s at a standstill. It’s like a schedule that never
changes…sleep, work, and eat. It feels like the walls are closing in on me.
This isn’t how I had my life planned out and I know Chloe didn’t plan on us getting
to this point either. Plus, add on the fact that Chloe is hell bent on getting
pregnant. You’d think with my sister, Hailey, and now Jaylinn, that she’d get
her fill from them but nope. I think the last thing we need is another baby
right now.
While Chloe
unpacks the groceries I stick my head in the fridge looking for an iced cold
beer but there isn’t any. “Who drank my last beer?”
Chloe glances
over to the fridge and shrugs. “Mason stopped over to give Alex a new glove
this week. Maybe he took it.”
My eyebrows draw
in confusion. “Mason was here? How come you didn’t tell me?” It’s not often
that I get to see my brother so when he’s around I’d like to hang out with him.
Chloe puts a box
of cereal on the fridge. “I sent you a text on Monday.”
I pull my phone
out of my pocket and scroll to the last text from Chloe which was unread.
Chloe Monday
11:43am: Mason is here to drop off glove for Alex. Can you come home for lunch?
<3
I glance up from
the phone to see Chloe looking at me with raised eyebrows. “What? Didn’t think
I was telling you the truth?” She grabs the milk out of a bag and puts it in
the open fridge. “You know, if you actually answered my calls and texts you
might have a clue as to what’s going on around here.”
“I do answer
you,” I say, defensively.
“You don’t.”
I sigh and grab a
bottle of water, twist the cap, and take a sip. This is what my life has
become. I’m twenty-seven years old, have a wife, a kid, a job, a house, the
American dream but yet I can’t stand my life.
“Did you tell
work that you’re going to be late on Monday?” Chloe asks as she tosses a grape
into her mouth.
I scratch my head
and try to think what the hell is going on for Monday. I vaguely remember her
going on and on about something and telling me I had to be there.
“Jackson? You
hear me?”
I nod. “Yeah, I
heard you. Someone will cover for me.” No way in hell am I going to tell her
that I don’t have a clue as to what Monday is. I’ll just feel her out on it for
the next day or so. Hell, I could probably call my sister and find out from
her.
Chloe says
something that I didn’t quite hear because her back is turned away from me.
When she turns back around she leans against the counter, sighs and her eyes
tear up. “Where in the hell did the time go?”
My eyes cast down
to my shoes. Chloe is still talking, more like rambling, but I’ve zoned out. I
need to go out to the mall and buy new sneakers. Pressing down on my right heel
I hear a hissing sound, it’s driving me up a fucking wall, ever since popping
the air bubble in my Airmax’s the other day. I glance back up to Chloe and
she’s staring at me with a blank expression.
“What?”
“So do you want
to go?”
I take another
sip of my water hoping Chloe will repeat herself because I have no clue where
she wants me to go. After a few seconds I realize she isn’t going to let me off
the hook.
“When?” I know
better than to ask her to repeat herself. She’ll cop an attitude and I’m just
not in the mood to argue.
She rolls her
eyes, “Tonight, you know when normal people eat dinner.”
“Yeah, that’s fine.
Who’s all going?”
Chloe shakes her
head at me. “I just told you, your mom, dad, me, you and Alex.”
“Alright.” I put
the bottle down on the counter and walk towards the garage door. “I’m going to
clean up what I was doing, shower and then I’ll be ready.”
Chloe puts her
hands on her hips. “Jackson?”
“What?” I say not
bothering to turn around.
“Dinner isn’t for
another three and a half hours.”
“I know.” I lie,
I don’t even know exactly what time it is now.
I open the door
and hear her grumble, “Yeah, I’m sure you do, just like you know everything
else.”
I’ve officially
checked out, and the sad thing…I don’t think I even care anymore.
Need To Love You will be Jackson & Chloe's story and will release sometime in the early fall.
Author bio:
USA TODAY bestselling author Megan Smith is a New Jersey native creating the memorable characters her fans have grown to adore. Smith is a wife and mother, who makes time for her family, professional life and the creation of her fictional characters. Fans of The Love Series— Trying Not To Love You, Easy To Love You, Hard To Love You, Let Me Love You and Made To Love You — are captivated by relationships, special bonds and family ties pervasive in Smith's emotional, energized and engaging work. Smith is also the author of the 2014 releases, Finding Us (Finding Series), Forever Light (Forever Love) and a few top-secret projects.
Literary Agency Representation: Jamie Bodnar-Drowley of Inklings Literary Agency
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