Hemingway has spent her life trying to earn love she was never going to get. Not
capable of earning the love of her mom, she found what she thought was a lifelong love, until it
wasn't. When she meets Max, the new drummer in her brothers' band, she just might find
that love she has been searching her whole life for.
No stranger to pain and heartache. Max has learned from his past, that when you
find someone worthy of your love, you give it all. Losing his mom at a young age showed him how fragile
life is. He lives life with as few regrets as possible, and when he wants something he fights with all he
has to get it.
Hemingway doesn't stand a chance against the force that is Max's love
and devotion, not that she would want to.
Will Hemingway be able to move on from her past and open her heart up to love?
Will Max be the one to show her the way? Or will they give up and move on when Hemingway is forced
to confront her past head on?
Streaks of sunshine coming through the partially-closed blinds wakes me. It must
be a bit early; my alarm hasn’t gone off yet. Stretching, I realize I haven’t slept that well in
years. In fact, I can’t even remember the last time I slept that well as
all.
Climbing out of bed, I make quick use of the bathroom, washing my face and
finding a spare toothbrush. Walking down the hall, I smell bacon and
coffee.
“Morning, Max.” I practically sing as I grab for a coffee mug and fill
it with liquid heaven.
“Morning, Hemi. Sleep well?” He hands me a plate piled with
bacon, eggs, and waffles.
“I did. Think I can bet you out of your bed again tonight?” I ask,
before taking a bite of the waffles. Letting out a soft moan, I chew the waffle slowly. “Oh God,
can I just marry you now so you can make me breakfast every day?” When he doesn’t
answer, I look up to see him staring at me with that same look of desire he had
yesterday.
“Baby, you can marry me right now, but I get to sleep in that bed with you
tonight.” I hadn’t realized he was moving closer until I feel the last word whispered across
my lips. The sound of a throat clearing behind me has us jumping apart. I turn to see Jayden staring at us
with a weird look. It’s almost a combination of discomfort, anger, and
confusion.
“You better not let her brothers catch you that close to her, the last guy
that got that close got beat pretty bad.”
Author JC Thompson was born in raised in the Pacific Northwest. Where she
currently lives with her high school sweetheart, two little girls, and five furry kids (3 cats and 2 dogs). JC
loves to read romance, the smuttier the better. She is a self-proclaimed book addict that likes to get last
in a false reality anytime possible.
Hemingway’s Hope is JC’s debut novel, and it won’t be the
last.
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