by Meghana Sarathy
Genres: New Adult & College, Romance
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**** Expected publication- May 29- 2017.A charming Casanova; BrandonA Beautiful, Sassy woman in search of true love; JenniferA cocky basketball player; LindenThree lives, two best friends and one uinque love story.Feeble Connection spins the tale of two friends- Jennifer and Brandon, who meet in college. They were opposite on many grounds and yet perfect for one another. More so as best friends. The love that blossomed in their hearts never made it to their lips. It was Jennifer's lost hope or perhaps Brandon's ignorance to understand his own feelings that made him pave the way for Jennifer to meet Linden . He was very different from Brandon and yet he managed to steal her heart. Can first love be truly forgotten? Is second love truly that strong? Is it even possible to love two people at same time?
* Feeble connections is the prequel to Love Connection. It can be read as a standalone. Love Connection is the first book in the Love connection series and is available for purchase on amazon. ** NOT a menage Recommended for 18+ due to sexual content and profanity
I walk to the door, unlock it and swing it open. There is no one here, but when I sweep my eyes across the floor, I notice a rose just outside the door. I pick it up to see a small note tied to it.
I untie it and read the words out loud.
“Roses are red. Violets are blue…” I start.
“When I say I love you, you say I love you too.”
I whip my head to see Brandon rounding the turn from his hiding spot. He looks dashing wearing a red suit, the same color as my dress on his white dress shirt. His hair is gelled and slicked back. The top two buttons of his shirt are left open and he also dons a black bow tie. Dashing is a small word. He looks…..I swallow hard. Mouth-watering delicious? A true Gentleman? Hot..sexy??…
My Prince Charming? The one I always sought.
“Those lines were original. Nice, right?”
I am so mesmerized by his sudden appearance and looks that I barely paid any attention to his words. But it can’t be what I believe I heard.
He walks to me and slides his hand behind my neck, pulling me closer. His eyes are so intense that it can bore holes through mine. They are focused solely on me, simmering with unbridled passion.
“Senorita, roses are red.”
The pressure of his fingers on my neck increases.
“Violets are blue.”
His other arm slides around my waist, and my body stiffens. He is just a breath away.
“When I say I love you.” He pauses and I swallow hard.
He can’t possibly mean it.
“You say?” he probes, raising his brows.
“I love you too,” I admit locking my eyes on his.
His lips tug into a smile before they gently press on mine. It’s soft, slow and…… short. He pulls back and brushes his bottom lip with his thumb. He winks and drops both his arms.
“I put up a good show, don’t I? I am very convincing.”
A show? An act. That’s what this was all about.
“What’s going on here?” Gia asks from the doorway. I don’t even have to look at her to see the disdain look on her face. Up until this point, she was in team Sandy.
“Did you buy my act as well, princess?” He is displaying his lopsided grin again. The one reserved for friends and closed ones. Gia belongs to that category as well.
Before she can answer him, I interrupt. “What are you doing here Brandon? I am waiting for my date. We have a party to attend.”
I really don’t want to make a big deal of that kiss. Brandon and I tend to get carried away at times and this was one of those times. Like he just admitted, he was pretending.
But I wasn’t….my conscience warns. I ignore it. I am becoming good at ignoring it these days.
“I am your date for the night,” he tells smoothly with the widest grin he can muster.
“What?” Gia and I ask in unison.
He can’t just trade place with Sandy like that.
“What do you mean? Today is Valentine ’s Day, Brandon. It is not a joke to me.”
“Look who’s so uptight today.” He scowls.
Uptight? What does he expect? He comes out of the blue and tells he loves me. One thing I always dream of hearing from his mouth and I admit my feelings too, only to find out that he was putting on a show.
He really expects me to be happy about that? The joke is on me.
“Roses are red. Violets are blue.” I cross my arms across my chest. He looks at me curiously. “When you crack such a nasty joke, You make me wanna screw you.”
He chuckles hard and shakes his head in amusement.