Truth, I hide. Truth, you seek. Truth, I confess. Truth, you leave.She never meant to let anyone in, least of all him. Now that she has, she is forever changed. Capri sees her life one way. Dull. She’s learned to dim and fade into the world around her. Until the day she agreed to more time with him.
Shrouding himself in a carefully constructed shield of humor and vibrant charm, Wes has effectively kept everyone out for most of his life. He’s successfully hidden the truth about who he really is, but then she agreed to more time with him.
Lines become crossed and reconstructed. Secrets are revealed, and infatuation is born. Will their connection be enough to paint themselves new, or will the truths of their lives be too stained to overcome.
Make sure you read the first book in the Truth Series, Truth in Wildflowers.
Truth, love finds you.
Truth, love leads you.
Truth, love heals you.
Truth, love breaks you.For college student Kensie, finding love hasn’t been easy. With a father she’s estranged from she finds it difficult to trust men, and with a past she’s ashamed of she is unable to trust herself. Kensie feels irrevocably stagnant with an unending desire to move. That is, until she meets August, and her life is set into motion.
After a tragic accident, August gave up on living. A captive to his guilt, he is unable to move on from his past. Then he finds a reason in Kensie. She awakes every dormant fiber of his being, but will she want him once she discovers he is everything she fears most?
Can Kensie let herself love August, or will the truth destroy her?
He watched me closely. If I hadn’t become familiar with the little quirks that signal his innermost thoughts, I would have thought he was about to turn me down. The subtle flare of his nostrils, though, and the rapid dilation of his pupils told me that he was rising to my challenge. His hands darted to my face and gripped my jaw with his hands. He took one slow, steady, and heavy breath. Then he kissed me. Deep.
I felt him all the way from the drag of our lips to the burying of his heart into my own chest. Holding his face in my hand, I clutched him toward me, wanting all of him as close as possible.
Wes slid from the hood of the car, maintaining his steady devour of my lips. I felt his knees push on my own until my legs fell open. His hands anchored to my thighs, and he yanked me down, solidly pinning himself between my legs. I pulled my lips away in a gasp at the divine pressure.
Wes pulled the skin below my ear into his mouth sucking, and then released with a nip of his teeth. “You taste so damn good,” he hummed into my neck between sucks and delicate bites. The combination of the smooth warmth of his tongue and the dull sting of his teeth bred a wanting throb in me.
I wrapped my arm around his waist and grabbed the hem of his shirt. My fingers desperately clung to the fabric and I lifted my hips to him. A puff of cool air burst across my collarbone when he hissed. Then he pushed back, and it was my turn to hiss. I lifted my hips toward him again, but he pulled away. “Hang in there, baby. I wanna play first.”
Kimberly Rose is a wife, mom, and writer. She found her love of writing in her teens pouring out an angst-ridden heart into journals. Kimberly self published her first book, Truth in Wildflowers, in 2014. She currently lives in Honolulu, Hawaii with her husband and daughter.
Kimberly loves connecting with other authors, readers, and bloggers. You can find her at authorkimberlyrose.wordpress.com, Facebook, authorkrose@yahoo.com, or a Starbucks.
