Title: Inevitable (Harmony series #1)
Author: Angela Graham
Genre: New Adult
Cassandra Clarke, fresh out of college and living on her own, isolates herself from the humiliation that rocked her world a year earlier.
Everything in her life is simple and easy until Logan West, the single father full of mystery and sex appeal, moves into the empty estate next door. A guy who easily attracts the attention of available women in town with one carefree smile.
Cassandra is not looking for another heartbreak and stands her ground, but finds it impossible to stay away from the charming stranger when his four-year-old son, Oliver, takes an interest in her childhood tree house.
It is through Oliver where Cassandra’s eyes begin to open to a side of Logan very few people know. The rough edges and arrogant front shed away, leaving the compassionate, yet broken side of him exposed, and finally opening the possibilities to a genuine friendship.
A friendship that is constantly shaken by the undeniable connection building between them.
With temptation arising every time they are near, Cassandra fights to remind herself exactly why Logan isn’t capable of loving her the way she deserves, or is he?
After the scene was cleared
and the crowd had disappeared, I sat on the sidewalk, leaning against a fire
hydrant, feeling the weight of tonight. It was eerily quiet. I refused
everyone’s offers to drive me home. I just sat there watching and waiting until
I had my chance to speak with Logan.
“You okay?” My voice was so
soft, nothing more than a breath in the wind.
He was leaning against a car
rubbing the back of his head. He said nothing, just stared down at the patch of
grass in front of him.
“You should get your head
looked at. You might have a concussion,” I said louder, noticing the dried
blood on his hands. Kurt had hit him pretty hard but Logan refused to go to the
hospital. One of the paramedics did however manage to get a quick look after
Logan made sure I got a damn near full physical. Logan was relentless and it
took everything I had to prove I’d be fine. Luckily, it wasn’t a broken nose.
The maniac’s fist caught more of my lip and the pressure there was already
building beneath the skin.
I sighed, growing agitated,
when he still didn’t answer me. “I’m sorry, but how was I to know the man was a
psycho? You should have told me before watching me drink so much tonight.” The
alcohol was long gone from my system between the rush of adrenaline earlier and
the pain from a grown man punching me in the face. I was stone-cold sober.
“And you would have believed
me?” he snapped, looking my way for only a brief second before dropping his
head. I hugged my knees closer against my chest, and rested my chin on them,
watching Logan shake his head in thought.
He looked at the grass, and
then tipped his head back, staring at the full moon. Finally, he pushed off the
car and offered a hand to help me up from the grass.
“Probably not,” I mumbled,
honestly. I stood and stepped back to see his face under the glow of the street
light. “But that’s your fault. You’re always hitting on me or making me feel…I
don’t know…all right. You just get in my head. I never know what’s real and
what’s a game.”
Our eyes locked for a long
moment before he spoke. “You’re right.” He softly wiped at the blood on me
cheek. “I’m sorry.”
His arm wrapped around my
waist, and he helped me down the sidewalk to his car.
The ride to my house was
painfully quiet. I wasn’t sure if he was angrier that I got hurt, or that I
didn’t listen to him earlier and let him take me home before things got out of
hand. Either way I could tell he was pissed. His hand was tight around the
steering wheel, grinding into the leather.
The moment he switched off
the ignition Logan was out of the car and opening my door for me. He caught me
off guard, when he swooped me up in his arms and carried me to my front door.
“I can walk you know,” I said
trying to climb down.
“Shut up, and unlock the
door.”
Accepting defeat, I tugged
the keys from my purse and reached down sliding it in the lock. Logan was
definitely mad. We walked inside and he laid me on the couch and headed straight
into the kitchen. The sounds of drawers and cupboards opening and closing made
me stifle a laugh until I heard him place a glass on the kitchen table.
Everything became instantly
quiet and it took only half a second until my posture stiffened. Shit! I left
the condoms Hilary gave me on the table.
I am happily married to my husband of five years, have three
wonderful children and a beautiful feline companion that keeps me company
during late night writing binges.
My love of reading has been life long but it was in early 2012
when I was inspired to finally put pen to paper and write my first story. Since
then I haven't been able to stop, fueled purely by my passion to write a story
and create characters that readers will enjoy.
New Adult romances are my go to books to read as well as to
write. They are young, fresh and full of hope. What's not to love!
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