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Welcome to the Cover Reveal of Forever Ours by Cassia Leo.
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AUTHOR BIO
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/AuthorCassiaLeo
Welcome to the Cover Reveal of Forever Ours by Cassia Leo.
SYNOPSIS
Forever Ours is the highly anticipated prequel to
the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Shattered Hearts
Series. This can be read as a stand alone or before Relentless.
Sometimes, it takes more than love to
mend a shattered heart.
After
eight years of being tossed around from one home to another, never forming any
meaningful friendships or bonds with her foster families, Claire's caseworker
gives her an ultimatum: Behave or your next home will be a halfway house.
When
fifteen-year-old Claire arrives at the home of Jackie Knight and meets Jackie's
fifteen-year-old son, tattooed guitarist Chris, she fears she'll be seeing the
inside of that halfway house soon. But Chris isn't like any other guy Claire
has ever encountered and he soon gains her trust through his music and
unwavering patience.
Claire
has finally found her forever home and she and Chris soon find themselves
falling in love.
But
Chris’s dreams of musical stardom and Claire’s need for a stable home soon put
their love in jeopardy. Chris struggles deeply with his plans for the future,
entirely reluctant to leave Claire behind; until Claire does something that may
break their love — and the only home she’s comes to know — forever.
AUTHOR BIO
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cassia Leo grew up in California and
has lived in three different countries. She loves to travel and her dream is to
one day score a record deal based on her awesome shower singing skills. She is
the author of the Shattered Hearts series (Relentless,
Pieces of You, Bring Me Home) and the Luke and Chase series.
Come
chat with her on
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/AuthorCassiaLeo
You
can also follow her blog at http://cassialeo.com to stay up to date on new releases and
giveaways.
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EXCERPT
There are
moments in life that you know will be burned into your memory forever. Chris
calls these “movie screen moments” — where everything slows down and you know
that something important is about to happen that will change the course of the
story. He says that the best songs are written about movie screen moments. I
don’t know if this is true. All I know is that this is one of those moments.
I can feel
it in the air. And I know that when I look back, I’ll remember everything about
this moment in time; the smells, the tastes, the sounds, and the touch. The
touch.
Chris and
I are both sitting on the carpet with our backs leaned against the sofa, our
fingers woven together as MTV plays in the background. This is something we’ve
done every day for the past six weeks, ever since summer break began. As soon
as Jackie leaves for work in the morning, we both get up and have breakfast
together. He usually makes me a bowl of cereal or I make us both some scrambled
eggs. Then we hang out in the living room for a few hours until his friends come
over. Sometimes, Chris plays his guitar for me. Sometimes, we sit here and
pretend to watch MTV, holding hands while Mr. Miyagi lays out across both of
our laps, begging to be petted. Well, I don’t know if Chris is pretending to
watch MTV, but I know I am.
All I can
seem to think about when I’m near Chris is whether or not this will last or if
he will be just another person I have to lose. But this doesn’t stop me from
enjoying these hours spent together. I’ve never been happier in all my life.
Not even when my mom was alive.
I’ll
admit. I was sort of hoping today would be different then all the other
mornings Chris and I have hung out. Not that I don’t like this small moment of
closeness we share every day. But today’s my sixteenth birthday. I guess I figured
that would make today even more special for us. I was kind of hoping I might
get my first kiss.
“Tristan’s
coming over in half an hour and we’re going to the mall. You want to come?”
My heart
sinks a little. Chris knows that Tristan and I don’t get along very well. He
hasn’t even wished me a happy birthday and now he’s leaving to hang out with
Tristan.
I try to
let go of his hand and he tightens his grip. “What’s wrong?”
I attempt
to pull my hand away again and this time he lets go. “I don’t want to go to the
mall.”
“Are you
okay?”
I stand up
and he immediately stands with me. “I’m just tired. I think I’m gonna go back
to bed.”
I take a
few steps, but he grabs my hand to stop me. When I look over my shoulder at
him, he’s wearing a crooked smile. “Can you take Mr. Miyagi upstairs with you?”
My
shoulders slump as I turn toward Chris’s Shiba Inu where he’s lounging on the
sofa.
Chris
chuckles. “I’m only kidding. I’m not going anywhere with Tristan today. I’m
taking you for a ride.”
“What?”
“On my
bike.”
“I’m not going on that thing.”
Chris got
his motorcycle license the week after he turned sixteen less than three months
ago. He’s been trying to get me to ride with him on his crappy racing bike ever
since the first time I let him hold my hand.
“Come on,”
he pleads. “I have something I want to show you, but I want to do it alone. I
don’t want to ask Tristan to take us. Please?”
I stare
into his eyes for a moment and he tilts his head. His brown hair always looks
calculatedly messy, the way it’s just long enough to cover his ears yet still
sticks out in all the right places. His skin is so smooth; I often find myself
wishing I could press my lips to his cheek just to feel the softness of his
skin. And don’t even get me started on the metal stud in his tongue. The way he
plays with it when he’s tuning his guitar gives me butterflies. I don’t know
what Chris sees in me other than the way my hand seems to fit so perfectly in
his.
He pulls
me a little closer and lifts my hand to his mouth. My heart races as he lays a
soft kiss on my knuckles. “Claire, it’s your birthday. And I know you probably
haven’t had a whole lot of birthdays you want to remember for the rest of your
life, but I want this birthday to be the one you never forget. Let me take you
for a ride.”
I stare at
his lips as he says these words and that’s when it happens. This is that
moment; the moment where everything slows down and nothing is ever the same.
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