There is something magical when best friends fall in love. Liv and Sebastian used to be inseparable until circumstances beyond their control destroyed their fairy tale romance to dust.
Liv hasn’t seen Sebastian since he walked out of her life five years ago. When she accepted her internship in London, she never dreamed their paths would cross again. Not when Sebastian is a celebrity, a singer in one of the most popular boy bands of all times. Living in the same city, their worlds couldn’t be farther apart. But when two people are destined to be together, they can’t outrun fate.
M. H. Soars always knew creative arts were her calling but not in a million years did she think she would become an author. With a background in fashion design she thought she would follow that path. But one day, out of the blue, she had an idea for a book. One page turned into ten pages, ten pages turned into a hundred, and before she knew, her first novel, The Prophecy of Arcadia, was born.
M. H. Soars resides in Florida with her husband and baby daughter. She is currently working on the Arcadian Wars series, and the Love Me, I’m Famous series.
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“What are you staring at?” She drops her gaze.
“Why? Do I have food on my face?”
I put my index finger under her chin and bring her gaze back up again. “I’m staring at you because I like what I see. That’s all.”
She leans forward and stops a breath away from my lips. “I like what I see, too.” She breaches the gap between us and kisses me.
I cup the back of her head, and she lets go of the sheet covering her torso. Her warmth radiates through me and stirs something down below again. My hand skims the underside of her breast as our kiss becomes something more, something vital.
“Bas, my parents are probably home by now. I gotta go,” she says against my lips.
“Humm?” I pretend I didn’t hear her, moving my lips from her mouth to her chin, down her neck. Her breathing becomes shallow, but she pulls away, and her hands rest on my chest, keeping me from following her.
“Bas, I’m serious.”
“Okay, okay.” I rub my face, trying to dispel the lust fog clouding my brain. I shouldn’t even attempt a second round with her now. She says she’s not sore, but I’m pretty sure she will be in a couple of hours. I should let her recover.
Liv gets out of bed and searches for her clothes scattered on the floor. I lean back on my elbows and watch unapologetically.
“Stop staring, Bas.” I see the corners of her lips twitch up.
“I can’t help myself when you’re parading that hot bod of yours in front of me.”
She hits me with her t-shirt before putting it back on.
“So, what do you want for your birthday?” I ask.
“Bas, you don’t need to give me anything.”
I roll my eyes. “You’re going to make it difficult, aren’t you?”
“Of course.” She smirks.
Fully dressed now, she comes to me and places her hands behind my neck. My arms encircle her waist, and I pull her closer.
“Thank you,” I say.
Her eyebrows furrow, marring her lovely face. “For what?”
“For letting me be your first. Your first everything.”
Her face relaxes, and she traces my hairline, all the way down to my jaw. “I wouldn’t have wanted anyone else but you. Thank you for making my first everythings the most treasured experiences of my life.”
“There are more firsts in your future, Liv. And I want to be there for all of them.”