“Have a nice night,” she said, her voice sounding rough to her ears.
“You, too.”
Neither moved. Emmett tucked the same strand of hair behind her ear or maybe he was caressing it, Jaime couldn’t tell. And she told her hand to let go of his shirt three times, but the order seemed to short circuit somewhere between her brain and her hands.
“It was good to see you, Jaime.”
Was it her imagination or was his voice slightly more husky than normal?
“I’m sure we’ll run into one another a few more times before you leave.” No guessing about that, her voice was definitely huskier than normal.
“Probably so. It’s only a mile-wide island.”
“Two miles across, three miles around,” she said, hating the words even as they passed her lips. Emmett knew the size of the island; he hadn’t been talking literally. Just making conversation. And when had he stepped closer to her?
No, wait, she was the one doing the stepping because his glutes were still very much attached to the porch railing.
Not smart, Jaime. Step away. Walk away.
But she didn’t step back.
Jaime swallowed and so did Emmett. She watched; her attention focused on the way his Adam’s apple slid down and then up along the strong column of his throat. He needed a haircut, she decided for at least the tenth time since recognizing him in the diner, but hoped he didn’t get one. She liked the way the longer hairs tangled against his neck. Wondered what his hair would feel like now compared to the short spikiness of it when they were kids.
“I should go.” She didn’t want to, but she should and maybe saying the words aloud would force her feet to obey.
“Me, too.”
“But you’re already home.” This time her feet obeyed and Jaime stepped away from him.
Just then Emmett stepped forward, bringing his chest up hard against hers. His heat seemed to wrap around her and her hands crept over his shoulders. He leaned in, his lips brushing her cheek, singeing her. Jaime gasped at the contact, wanting more and less at the same time.
“We should try that again,” he said and didn’t wait for her reply.
Sometimes you just never get over that first love….and luckily, you get a second chance. Jamie has not left the safety of the tiny island she grew-up on in 10 years. 10 years ago, Jamie suffered a traumatic event that changed the course of her life as well as everyone who loved. Emmitt Deal was Jamie’s high school boyfriend and her first love. When Emmitt comes back to town to help his dad get ready to sell his family home, Emmitt suddenly finds himself volunteering to take over the old school house project that Jamie is in charge of for their upcoming 10 high school reunion. Jamie finds herself coming out of her protective shell that only Emmitt could help release her from. Emmitt left the island to escape his past. Not only has he returned to help his father fix-up the family home before it is sold, he wants to build his relationship with his father, something his missed out with his mother before she passed away, by escaping to the mainland.
First Love Again was a sweet second-chance at love again story. Jamie never fell out of love with Emmitt but by his support and love once again, she is able to make changes in her life that she has been needing to make for a long time. First Love Again started a little slow for me but once Emmitt arrived back “home”, I was hooked. The book dealt with realistic emotional and situations. It was a enjoyable contemporary romance with a HEA ending.
4 Stars
Once upon a time, Kristina Knight spent her days running from car crash to fire to meetings with local police--no, she wasn't a troublemaker, she was a journalist. Her career took her all over the United States, writing about everything from a serial killer's capture to the National Finals Rodeo. Along the way, she found her very own Knight in Shining Cowboy Boots and an abiding love for romance novels. And just like the characters from her favorite books, she's living her own happily ever after.Kristina writes sassy contemporary romance novels; her books have appeared on Kindle Best Seller Lists. She loves hearing from readers, so drop her a line!