Title:
From Yesterday
From Yesterday
Author:
Miriam Epstein
Miriam Epstein
Genre:
New Adult Romance
New Adult Romance
Release Date:
March 18, 2014
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https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19507859-from-yesterday?ac=1
Synopsis
Moving to Miami wassupposed to be enough distance from her family and her past, but Paige Kerimov
can’t seem to get them out of her head. A year of self-induced solitude, nothing but
school, Paige reluctantly starts to let people back into her life, including one person
in particular; the insistent and attractive Brady Quinlan with whom she is paired
for a project that will impact her major. She has no choice but to work with him, no
matter how tough that makes it to deny her attraction to him.
school, Paige reluctantly starts to let people back into her life, including one person
in particular; the insistent and attractive Brady Quinlan with whom she is paired
for a project that will impact her major. She has no choice but to work with him, no
matter how tough that makes it to deny her attraction to him.
As Paige lets her guard down, remnants of a violent
past and a tragic history start to resurface and Brady knows she is hiding something.
He tries to figure her out, but she can’t let him see when the truth is that she isn’t
sure if she’s in danger from anything other than herself.
past and a tragic history start to resurface and Brady knows she is hiding something.
He tries to figure her out, but she can’t let him see when the truth is that she isn’t
sure if she’s in danger from anything other than herself.
Excerpt
I take a super long shower and turn the water as hot
as I can. It can’t erase those memories, but the sting of the water on my stitched up
arm actually has a cathartic effect. Only after the water starts to run lukewarm do I
get out. I thought that I had made peace with that scar on my thigh, so it bothers me
that I reacted so badly when Brady saw it.
as I can. It can’t erase those memories, but the sting of the water on my stitched up
arm actually has a cathartic effect. Only after the water starts to run lukewarm do I
get out. I thought that I had made peace with that scar on my thigh, so it bothers me
that I reacted so badly when Brady saw it.
Yes, it’s true that I’ve only had sex in the dark
before, but the possibility was always there that someone would see it.
before, but the possibility was always there that someone would see it.
Of course, none of those guys were anything more
than an opportunity for me to prove that I wasn’t damaged goods. One night stands;
both of them.
than an opportunity for me to prove that I wasn’t damaged goods. One night stands;
both of them.
I dry my hair so that it doesn’t get frizzy and then
put it up in a twist. Sweats and a t-shirt are as much as I feel like wearing today in
the solemn mood I’m in.
put it up in a twist. Sweats and a t-shirt are as much as I feel like wearing today in
the solemn mood I’m in.
I check my cell phone and see a new text from
Brady.
Brady.
Victor is working at the front desk until three.
He will come up to your place right after. Do you want me there as well?</ span>
I sigh. I feel as though Brady wouldn’t have even
bothered asking if I wanted him here before I practically kicked him out earlier. I
didn’t mean to and I really regret it. I wish I could start this day over. I can’t, but I do
have an hour to fix one thing before this guy comes and plays detective in my very
private life.
I don’t want you to come over when Victor does.
I want you to come over now. I’m a pain in the ass and I don’t deserve you, but come
over anyway?
I hesitate for a moment before I hit the send button.
Did I really just call myself a pain in the ass? Yes, because it is the truth and because
it will lighten the mood a little bit. It can be tiring being so damn intense all the time,
and I’m used to me. What it must be like to be the person dealing with me, I have no
idea. Definitely not easy.
I hit send and wait for his reply.
And continue to wait.
After about 15 minutes, I throw the phone on the
floor of my bedroom and lay down on my bed to feel sorry for myself. Sorry for
screwing up what could have been the only emotional connection I’ve ever managed
with a guy. I draw my knees up and wring my hands together in frustration.
He will come up to your place right after. Do you want me there as well?</ span>
I sigh. I feel as though Brady wouldn’t have even
bothered asking if I wanted him here before I practically kicked him out earlier. I
didn’t mean to and I really regret it. I wish I could start this day over. I can’t, but I do
have an hour to fix one thing before this guy comes and plays detective in my very
private life.
I don’t want you to come over when Victor does.
I want you to come over now. I’m a pain in the ass and I don’t deserve you, but come
over anyway?
I hesitate for a moment before I hit the send button.
Did I really just call myself a pain in the ass? Yes, because it is the truth and because
it will lighten the mood a little bit. It can be tiring being so damn intense all the time,
and I’m used to me. What it must be like to be the person dealing with me, I have no
idea. Definitely not easy.
I hit send and wait for his reply.
And continue to wait.
After about 15 minutes, I throw the phone on the
floor of my bedroom and lay down on my bed to feel sorry for myself. Sorry for
screwing up what could have been the only emotional connection I’ve ever managed
with a guy. I draw my knees up and wring my hands together in frustration.
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About the Author
I'm pretty sure I could read before I could walk. I remember sneaking in extra reading time with a
flashlight as a kid after bedtime. Remember those shiny Lisa Frank sets? I traded
mine for paperbacks in the fifth grade. Some of my favorite authors include,
Christopher Pike, Anne Rice, and Sylvia Plath.
I write YA and New Adult. Currently, I live in South
Florida. Having changed my major three times, I'm still in college and I wait tables in
my spare (ha!) time.
flashlight as a kid after bedtime. Remember those shiny Lisa Frank sets? I traded
mine for paperbacks in the fifth grade. Some of my favorite authors include,
Christopher Pike, Anne Rice, and Sylvia Plath.
I write YA and New Adult. Currently, I live in South
Florida. Having changed my major three times, I'm still in college and I wait tables in
my spare (ha!) time.
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