They were friends—just friends. Now they’re something else entirely…
Jason
Maggie was my best friend’s girl. When he died… I don’t have the words. Indescribable pain.But we healed. Together. She got me through my illness and became my friend, my confidant, my family. She’s everything to me.And I ruined it all last night.One drunken night. That’s all it took. Now I’m lost.I want her with everything I am, everything I have, but she can’t be mine. She deserves someone with better odds than the doctors gave me.Now, if I can’t figure out how to go back to the way things were, I’ll lose the most important relationship I have. The only one that truly matters.Maggie
Last night was the best—and worst—night of my life.He’s made it clear, more than once, that he only wants a friendship.Then last night happened.And now he knows how I feel.He’s my best friend. I love him —mind, body, and soul. We have a visceral connection others can’t understand.The problem? He’ll always see me as his best friend’s girlfriend, no matter how many years pass.I can’t lose him. If he wants to stay in the friend zone, I’ll need to somehow accept that and move on. I know it’s true.But convincing my heart…well, that’s another story entirely.One night of excess tequila changes everything for two codependent best friends. Will they lose all they had, or can they find their way to something even better?
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Excerpt:
I almost asked her for her number that day. She kept talking and laughing, and I sat there, entranced. She had this healthy glow. Maybe it was just her sun-kissed tan. It was late fall and not that warm, but she looked like someone who spent a lot of time outside. She had a light sprinkling of freckles dusting her cheekbones. Freckles scatter across my entire body, over pale skin, so I always notice freckles.She talked about missing her parents. She never asked me if I missed mine. If she had, I would’ve told her I missed them more than she could ever imagine. If I would’ve answered honestly, which I doubt I would have.
She didn’t press me with questions. It made the conversation easy. I had this feeling she and I were going to be friends. Right when I got around to pulling out my phone so I could tap in her number, a nurse with wire-rimmed spectacles stood before us.
“Mr. Longevite?”
Yeah, lady. I’m as shocked as you are that I’m here right now.
Before following the nurse down the hallway, I turned back to the brown-eyed, sun-kissed girl. “Nice to meet you, Maggie. Hope to see you around.”
It wasn’t until I was down the hall that I worried about her. We didn’t ask each other why we were sitting in an oncology waiting room. I remember thinking if she’s here for cancer, please let her kind be totally beatable.
Author Bio:
Isabel Jolie, or Izzy to her friends, is an Amazon bestselling indie author with an unquenchable thirst for a good, sexy love story. Izzy’s heart pumps faster for stories with strong heroines, down-to-earth realism, and an unexpected twist.
When she’s not writing or reading, she can often be found with a glass of wine in hand relaxing with her husband, daughters, and good friends lakeside.
Izzy fills her Instagram feed with funnies, inspirational “brain candy”, and anything that meshes with her mood of the day. #mood.
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