Today we have the cove reveal for Cassia Leo’s The Way We Fall! I love this cover, AND Cassia is sharing an excerpt, as well as the playlist for the book. Be sure to read all the way to the bottom for all the fantastic extras!!
The Way We Fall (The Story of Us #1)
by Cassia Leo
Release Date: February 16th 2015
Genre: Contemporary, Romance
Synopsis:
Maybe we shouldn't have fallen so fast and so willingly.
Maybe we shouldn't have moved in together before we went on our first date.
Maybe we should have given our wounds time to heal before we tore each other to shreds.
Maybe we should have never been together.
Houston has kept a devastating secret from Rory since the day he asked her to move in with him. But the tragic circumstances that brought them together left wounds too deep to heal.
Five years after the breakup, Houston and Rory are thrust together by forces beyond their control. And all the resentments and passion return with more intensity than ever.
Once again, Houston is left with a choice between the truth and the only girl he's ever loved.
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The Way We Fall
by Cassia Leo
“I need to talk to
you about the work situation,” he says as he follows me out. “I got the
contract, but I want to make sure you’re okay with this before I sign it.”
“You want to know if
I’ll be okay working with you?”
I slide the key into
the doorknob and Houston places his hand over mine to stop me from turning the
knob. “I can’t go in there with you. Please stay out here until we’re done
talking.”
I shake his hand off
and turn around to face him. “There’s nothing to talk about. You have to sign
the contract. The way I feel about working with you shouldn’t matter.”
“But it does
matter. I don’t want to upset you. You were there first.”
I can’t help but
laugh. “So this is a territorial thing? You think because I was there first
that I have some sort of right to keep you out?” His left eyebrow shoots up the
way it always does when he’s confused and it nearly renders me mute. “Houston,
if I didn’t work there you wouldn’t think twice about signing that contract. So
that’s what you should do. Just… please stop making this into something it
isn’t. We hardly know each other anymore, and that’s the way it’s going to
remain.”
He swallows hard as
he lets this sink in. “I guess you’re right. I’m sorry I bothered you. I only
wanted to… Never mind. I’ll get going. I have to get up early to go sign that
contract. Not that you care.”
He shakes his head
in disappointment as he walks away and I’m glad I don’t have anything solid in
my hand other than Skippy’s leash or I might throw it at the back of his head.
So I’m the one who doesn’t care? Ugh. Typical Houston and his
endless psychological games.
Maybe I should have
told him to walk away from the contract, but that would have meant admitting
that he still has a strong hold over me. It also would have been the truth and
the truth has never gotten me into trouble. In fact, the truth is something my
previous relationship with Houston was sorely lacking.
Nevertheless, I
don’t need to right the wrongs we made while we were together. I don’t need to
tell Houston that the sight of him makes my throat dry and my stomach flutter.
He doesn’t need to know that I still go to sleep with scenes from our life
together playing on repeat in my mind. Or that sometimes I wake up with his
name tumbling from my lips, the remnants of dreams where he never left and
nightmares where he hovers just out of reach.
Before Wednesday,
the last time I had seen Houston was the day after he met me at the Planned
Parenthood clinic. I didn’t ask him to come, and I don’t know how he found the
date and time of my appointment, but he was there when we pulled into the
parking lot. Lisa, a girl from my Social Inequality class whom I’d had coffee
with a couple of times, had graciously agreed to take me to the clinic. The
moment I saw him leaning against his truck, I knew I had to send Lisa home.
Houston would insist on taking me back to the apartment after the procedure, to
watch over me.
It was the last
thing I wanted, to have Houston doting over me after terminating the pregnancy.
But it was also the only thing I wanted. It was as if he was performing the
last rites on our dead relationship.
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cassia Leo loves her coffee, chocolate, and margaritas with salt. When she’s not writing, she spends way too much time watching old reruns of Friends and Sex and the City. When she’s not watching reruns, she’s usually enjoying the California sunshine or reading – sometimes both.
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