Her childhood friend. Her savior. Her boyfriend.
Even after Camden leaves their hometown to chase his dream to be a musician, Aubrey can’t imagine her life without Camden and his family.
Before starting a job search for her own dream job, Aubrey decides to visit Camden in California for a month. But when she arrives, something unexpected happens…she meets Jax Carmichael, the lead singer in Camden’s band.
Jax Carmichael doesn’t have time for a relationship…much less love.
Even if Aubrey is irresistible, she’s a complication he doesn’t want or need. He has spent the last few years building Chasing Ruin, and the band is on the verge of being signed. Pursuing Aubrey could destroy his band, and he’s worked too hard to be successful without his family’s money, or connections, to let that happen.
Aubrey feels an attraction to Jax like something she’s never experienced before.
Confused, she tries to resist, but when her relationship with Cam begins to unravel, she realizes that Jax might just be the one thing she needs.
Review
Love triangle, music, haunted past,
childhood friends, new friends, drama… all things that lead to a remarkable
story. All things that are on the pages of Before You. This book was
captivating right from the start. Once I started, I couldn’t stop. I loved Jax
right from the beginning and Bre, as well. While I wanted her to wake up
sometimes when it came to Cam, I got her attachment to him. He was a source of
stability in her relatively unstable life growing up. But man, Cam… don’t get
me started on him. He really had to grow on me, that is for sure! But hey, what
kind of story would it be if I loved everyone and nobody got under my skin?
The writing was excellent! Ms Cardiff
really did a phenomenal job with this story! The story was executed perfectly
and made you feel as if you were a part of these character’s lives. I cannot
wait to read more from Ms Cardiff!
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Excerpt
Jax either started
pulling her toward him or she started leaning toward him, she wasn’t sure
which. The way his thumb delicately stroked her wrist scattered her
alcohol-soaked wits, and it took her a few seconds to remember to breathe. Bre
stared at his mouth; completely fascinated by the sensual curve of his lips and
she just barely resisted the urge to wet her own lips in anticipation.
With his mouth only inches from hers, he whispered, “You can’t look at me like that, Bre. I’m trying to be good. I know you’re Cam’s girl and the band’s important to me, but there’s only so much I can resist, and when you look at me like that I want to ignore all the reasons why kissing you is a really bad idea.”
Unable to speak, she closed her eyes, trying to regain her senses, but it was hard when she could feel his heated gaze and his warm bourbon breath tickling her face. She knew the rational thing to do was push him away, but she didn’t want to. His lips brushed hers, moving slowly, causing a tingling sensation that she suspected wasn’t a figment of her imagination. “Hmmm...” she murmured, draping her arms carelessly over his shoulders, breathing in the smell of him, wanting to be closer to him, wanting more of him, wanting to forget everything but him.
As he wrapped his arms around her waist, his tongue caressed hers once, then twice, and then his fingers began tracing the skin on her thigh just below her hemline at an indecently slow pace. Just as he started lowering her to the floor, inching his body between her legs, she heard laughter outside the still open door. Bre’s eyes popped open.
“Jax always hides out in his room when he gets in his moods.” Bre froze, recognizing Katie’s shrill voice.
“Maybe he knows where Bre is. I haven’t seen her for over three hours.”
“Probably not, you know how Jax is with his personal space.”
Bre’s eyes blinked in confusion. Then, suddenly she scrambled backwards and onto her feet, nearly tripping over the almost empty bottle of bourbon.
“It’s Cam,” she mouthed to Jax, bracing her hands on the footboard of his bed, completely shaken, but oddly disappointed by the loss of contact with him.
With his mouth only inches from hers, he whispered, “You can’t look at me like that, Bre. I’m trying to be good. I know you’re Cam’s girl and the band’s important to me, but there’s only so much I can resist, and when you look at me like that I want to ignore all the reasons why kissing you is a really bad idea.”
Unable to speak, she closed her eyes, trying to regain her senses, but it was hard when she could feel his heated gaze and his warm bourbon breath tickling her face. She knew the rational thing to do was push him away, but she didn’t want to. His lips brushed hers, moving slowly, causing a tingling sensation that she suspected wasn’t a figment of her imagination. “Hmmm...” she murmured, draping her arms carelessly over his shoulders, breathing in the smell of him, wanting to be closer to him, wanting more of him, wanting to forget everything but him.
As he wrapped his arms around her waist, his tongue caressed hers once, then twice, and then his fingers began tracing the skin on her thigh just below her hemline at an indecently slow pace. Just as he started lowering her to the floor, inching his body between her legs, she heard laughter outside the still open door. Bre’s eyes popped open.
“Jax always hides out in his room when he gets in his moods.” Bre froze, recognizing Katie’s shrill voice.
“Maybe he knows where Bre is. I haven’t seen her for over three hours.”
“Probably not, you know how Jax is with his personal space.”
Bre’s eyes blinked in confusion. Then, suddenly she scrambled backwards and onto her feet, nearly tripping over the almost empty bottle of bourbon.
“It’s Cam,” she mouthed to Jax, bracing her hands on the footboard of his bed, completely shaken, but oddly disappointed by the loss of contact with him.
About the Author
After spending years practicing law and
running a real estate development company with her husband, Lisa decided to
pursue her dream of becoming a writer and she must confess that inventing
characters is so much more fun than writing contracts and legal briefs. A
native of Colorado, she lives with her husband and three children in Denver.
When she isn’t managing the chaos of raising three children and owning her own
business, she can be found reading or writing a book.
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