Kissing A Writer

Love at first sight. That’s what Noah and I had.

Our college romance survived even when I transferred to study in Paris. He thought I’d come home after that.

Only I didn’t.

The worst part was that I couldn’t tell him why. Not when my sister begged me to keep her issues private. My silence made him think I didn’t value our relationship.

After that, there was no us.

During our years apart, I watched every movie, read every book Noah wrote. All of them were about us.

None of them ended happily.

Now though, he wants that to change. See, Noah wants to rewrite his script, and he wants me to co-author the kind of ending we didn’t get in his manuscript and in real life.

I want it, too…but when I can’t tell him the truth, what will keep us from breaking up again?

We’re so close to our second chance at happily ever after.

And this time, I don’t intend to let us go without a fight…