$25 Amazon Giftcard Giveaway: One Night to Fall by Kelsey Kingsley
Patrick Kinney wasn’t a god. He was a parasite, and nobody worships a parasite.
Patrick Kinney was a glob of sticky, persistent peanut butter stuck to the roof of Kinsey McKenna’s mouth, and she craved him.
In fact, she had been craving him ever since he set foot in River Canyon, Connecticut, when they were just three years old. And she hated it ever step of the way. (Well, sort of.)
But Patrick has a plan to fix it, and set the wrong things right. Can he turn it all around with one night and a sweet, but painful, trip down memory lane?
Fall in love again in this novella of firsts, second chances, and a little town on the coast of Connecticut, where everything meant everything.
“Stay with me tonight. The whole night.”
He removed the finger, and my mouth fell open. I was never naive, but I had certainly fallen face first into that trap. The dinner, the swings … Suddenly, I saw where his plan was headed, and I could feel the old blanket against my back.
“Patrick, I’m not sleeping with—”
Those eyes widened in shock at the insinuation, but I didn’t miss the hopeful sparkle dancing in the blue-green mosaic of his irises. “I’m not askin’ for sex, Kinsey, and when we get to my place, I’ll sleep on the couch or in Meghan’s room. That’s fine. I just—”
“Your place?” My voice rang in my ears.
“God, Kinsey.” He pinched his eyes shut. “I just need one night, okay? Please.”
“One night for what?” Christ almighty, talking to him was tiring.
Eyes still closed, he said, “I need one night to turn this around, to make shite better between us. If I can’t do that, then I’ll be out of your hair. I’ll leave.”
“You’ll … leave? Like, you’ll leave me alone?”
He opened his eyes again, but they stared sidelong at the glowing dashboard. “No, I mean, I’ll leave River Canyon.”
Leave River Canyon.
I found my heartbeat thumping a death march somewhere in my throat. “Why would you do that?”
“Because Christine is taking Meghan to Jersey, and if I can’t have you, there’s nothin’ for me here.”
And then, my heart came to an abrupt halt, and my eyes stared forward—unblinking, glazing over.
He would run from me, as I had run from him. A gift in the form of his permanent absence.
A life without Patrick. Without Patrickinney.
My tongue scraped between my teeth, biting at the tip. I focused on his warm hand wrapped around mine, and the beating of his heart through my fingers. In that moment, I felt that I truly held that heart in my hand, and one little word could squeeze the life right out of it.
One little word could keep it pumping, keep it beating my name.
“Okay,” I said on a sigh. “One night.”