WRONG FOR YOU by Harloe Rae
Release date: March 29th
Genre/Tropes: Enemies to Lovers / Single Dad / Second Chance / Small Town / Grump vs. Sunshine / Hates Everyone But Her
Genre/Tropes: Enemies to Lovers / Single Dad / Second Chance / Small Town / Grump vs. Sunshine / Hates Everyone But Her
WRONG FOR YOU, an enemies-to-lovers romance, from USA Today bestselling author Harloe Rae is coming March 29th!!
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EXCERPT
I give myself two more seconds to mourn what could’ve been. The ache in my chest doesn’t cease, but I don’t reveal the cracks splintering through me. My heart pumps and air continues to flow into my lungs. On the grand scale of shitty situations, this bump in the road doesn’t deserve mention.
My sandals grind into the ground as I spin to face him. I ignore the burn spreading from behind my breastbone. The grin I force to appear might as well be made from plastic. But I’m the picture of acceptance.
I swipe at my wet cheeks to erase the leftover evidence. “You’re right. It’s for the best.”
Jake rocks backward. His lips part and press together to a disjointed tempo. For the first time, he seems to flounder for a response. “Yeah?”
My head bobs in agreement. “I’m leaving for college at the end of August. There’s a dorm room on campus with my name on it.”
And I couldn’t get there fast enough after this relationship demolition.
“Thought you were commuting?”
“Plans change,” I clip.
Something painful flickers over his features before he smothers it. Then he’s the mask of indifference. “Right.” “So, I guess this is goodbye.” My voice cracks, but I ignore the stumble.
Jake squints at me. “You’re good with this?”
“Absolutely.” I laugh, but the tone is humorless. “And congratulations. You’re gonna be a dad.”
His eyes blow wide, and he drags a hand through his dark hair. “Shit, that’s weird to hear.”
“You’ll get used to it.”
“Not much of an alternative, huh?”
“Good luck.” My smile wobbles with the farewell.
He pauses to study me again. “Why are you acting so chill?”
“My pity party came to an abrupt end. You told me to knock it off, remember?”
A breeze stirs at that moment. He glances at the swaying branches above. I allow my gaze to follow his lead. What little brightness still exists on this day shines through the leaves. It offers us much-needed peace.
His stare is unfocused when he looks at me next, but determination squares his shoulders. “I’m sorry, Harper.”
“Don’t be.”
“But—”
“You’re starting a family. There’s nothing sorry about that.” Or that’s what I’ll trick myself to believe.
Jake’s sigh sounds heavier than the elephant crushing my chest. My throat clogs as conflict pinches his somber appearance. He fidgets, curling his fingers into white-knuckle fists. Muscles bunch and twitch beneath his shirt. It almost looks like he wants to reach out to me. But then, just as before, his features return to their stoic state.
The sight is almost too much for me to balance on this teetering farce. I gulp to trap the hiccupped sob ready to betray me.
After a single nod, Jake turns away. His retreating footsteps threaten to weaken my willpower. I want to chase him. Beg him to choose me. But that would be selfish. His path is heading in a different direction. One I can’t follow.
I can only watch him leave our love behind.
I give myself two more seconds to mourn what could’ve been. The ache in my chest doesn’t cease, but I don’t reveal the cracks splintering through me. My heart pumps and air continues to flow into my lungs. On the grand scale of shitty situations, this bump in the road doesn’t deserve mention.
My sandals grind into the ground as I spin to face him. I ignore the burn spreading from behind my breastbone. The grin I force to appear might as well be made from plastic. But I’m the picture of acceptance.
I swipe at my wet cheeks to erase the leftover evidence. “You’re right. It’s for the best.”
Jake rocks backward. His lips part and press together to a disjointed tempo. For the first time, he seems to flounder for a response. “Yeah?”
My head bobs in agreement. “I’m leaving for college at the end of August. There’s a dorm room on campus with my name on it.”
And I couldn’t get there fast enough after this relationship demolition.
“Thought you were commuting?”
“Plans change,” I clip.
Something painful flickers over his features before he smothers it. Then he’s the mask of indifference. “Right.” “So, I guess this is goodbye.” My voice cracks, but I ignore the stumble.
Jake squints at me. “You’re good with this?”
“Absolutely.” I laugh, but the tone is humorless. “And congratulations. You’re gonna be a dad.”
His eyes blow wide, and he drags a hand through his dark hair. “Shit, that’s weird to hear.”
“You’ll get used to it.”
“Not much of an alternative, huh?”
“Good luck.” My smile wobbles with the farewell.
He pauses to study me again. “Why are you acting so chill?”
“My pity party came to an abrupt end. You told me to knock it off, remember?”
A breeze stirs at that moment. He glances at the swaying branches above. I allow my gaze to follow his lead. What little brightness still exists on this day shines through the leaves. It offers us much-needed peace.
His stare is unfocused when he looks at me next, but determination squares his shoulders. “I’m sorry, Harper.”
“Don’t be.”
“But—”
“You’re starting a family. There’s nothing sorry about that.” Or that’s what I’ll trick myself to believe.
Jake’s sigh sounds heavier than the elephant crushing my chest. My throat clogs as conflict pinches his somber appearance. He fidgets, curling his fingers into white-knuckle fists. Muscles bunch and twitch beneath his shirt. It almost looks like he wants to reach out to me. But then, just as before, his features return to their stoic state.
The sight is almost too much for me to balance on this teetering farce. I gulp to trap the hiccupped sob ready to betray me.
After a single nod, Jake turns away. His retreating footsteps threaten to weaken my willpower. I want to chase him. Beg him to choose me. But that would be selfish. His path is heading in a different direction. One I can’t follow.
I can only watch him leave our love behind.
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Blurb
I used to believe Jacob Evans could be mine.
That was before he delivered unforgivable news rather than sweeping me off my feet.
Not that I can fault his choice.
He got the sweetest little girl out of the deal.
I took the heartbreak as a learning experience and moved on for the better.
Jake did the opposite—allowing bitterness to fill the void.
Only his daughter can pull him from the broody gloom. Those moments are my favorite.
Not that it matters.
Jake isn’t anything to me other than a reminder of what almost was.
Besides, we couldn’t be more wrong for each other.
I’ve come to accept that.
But as it turns out, Jake hasn’t.
Wrong For You is a full length standalone romance blended with angst, heart, feel-good emotions, witty banter, and plenty of steam for an unforgettable reading experience.
I used to believe Jacob Evans could be mine.
That was before he delivered unforgivable news rather than sweeping me off my feet.
Not that I can fault his choice.
He got the sweetest little girl out of the deal.
I took the heartbreak as a learning experience and moved on for the better.
Jake did the opposite—allowing bitterness to fill the void.
Only his daughter can pull him from the broody gloom. Those moments are my favorite.
Not that it matters.
Jake isn’t anything to me other than a reminder of what almost was.
Besides, we couldn’t be more wrong for each other.
I’ve come to accept that.
But as it turns out, Jake hasn’t.
Wrong For You is a full length standalone romance blended with angst, heart, feel-good emotions, witty banter, and plenty of steam for an unforgettable reading experience.
About the Author
Harloe Rae is a USA Today & Amazon Top 5 best-selling author. Her passion for writing and reading has taken on a whole new meaning. Each day is an unforgettable adventure.
She’s a Minnesota gal with a serious addiction to romance. There’s nothing quite like an epic happily ever after. When she’s not buried in the writing cave, Harloe can be found hanging with her hubby and kiddos. If the weather permits, she loves being lakeside or out in the country with her horses.
Broody heroes are Harloe’s favorite to write. Her romances are swoony and emotional with plenty of heat. All of her books are available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited.
Connect w/ Harloe
Website: www.harloe-rae.blog
Facebook: http://Facebook.com/authorharloerae
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Harloe Rae is a USA Today & Amazon Top 5 best-selling author. Her passion for writing and reading has taken on a whole new meaning. Each day is an unforgettable adventure.
She’s a Minnesota gal with a serious addiction to romance. There’s nothing quite like an epic happily ever after. When she’s not buried in the writing cave, Harloe can be found hanging with her hubby and kiddos. If the weather permits, she loves being lakeside or out in the country with her horses.
Broody heroes are Harloe’s favorite to write. Her romances are swoony and emotional with plenty of heat. All of her books are available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited.
Connect w/ Harloe
Website: www.harloe-rae.blog
Facebook: http://Facebook.com/authorharloerae
Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/harloehotties/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/harloerae
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/harloerae
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/HarloeOnGR
BookBub: http://bit.ly/HarloeBB
Amazon: http://bit.ly/HarloeOnAmazon
TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@harloerae
NL Signup: http://bit.ly/HarloesList
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