Can a long lost love mend a grieving heart?
Widowed at twenty-three, Savannah Grant is devastated and consumed with grief, a grief that
she can't seem to move past. When her high school sweetheart, Lance Peterson, re-enters her
life, Savannah struggles with the feeling that she would be betraying her deceased husband by
moving on. Plus, she can't forget the way Lance broke her heart all those years ago.
Lance never stopped loving Savannah. He wants a second chance, and he's willing to do
anything it takes to convince her to give him one. Will she give in and let Lance love her,
showing her a passion beyond anything she thought possible?
Content Warning: adult language, explicit sexual situations, anal play.
EXCERPT
Once at the mall, Van picked up some last minute gifts for Nikki. After trying on a few dresses,
she found a knee-length, strapless coral dress. She purchased it and was off in search of a pair
of shoes. When she found the perfect pair of coral and silver heels, Van concluded the trip to the
mall a complete success.
Her cellphone rang as she was leaving the shoe store. She dug around in her bag to find it. With
her head down and her steps brisk, she ran right into someone.
"I'm so sorry. I'm such a klutz," she said as she looked up into the brown eyes of her first love.
She gasped and took a step back, surveying him. His light brown hair was a little shorter and
he was built like a man now, not the boy she used to know. She stood frozen in place, staring
at him. This can't be happening. A tidal wave of emotions rushed through her at once. Anger,
resentment, hatred, but mainly pain…so much pain.
"Van."
"Lance? Oh my God!" She took another step back. "How?"
"I-I talked to Nikki. She told me you would be here. I needed to see you. When I heard what
happened…" He paused. "I knew I couldn't stay away any longer. I'm so sorry."
The more he talked, the more Van's anger flared. Who does he think he is? He left me! Turned
his back on me when he cut all ties!
"What exactly are you sorry for, Lance? That my husband died or that you broke my heart all
those years ago?" The words she spoke were full of acid. "You have a lot of nerve just showing
up here like nothing ever happened. Go away." She turned to leave.
"Please, Van, just talk to me. Give me a chance to explain," he begged as he reached for her
hand.
"Don't you dare touch me," she said through gritted teeth, yanking her hand away. "What do you
want from me?" She stared at him while plotting all the ways she was going to torture Nikki for
her betrayal.
She seethed as he looked around. "Calm down, Van. People are starting to stare. Please, can we
go somewhere more private and talk? There is so much I need to tell you."
"What could you possibly have to say to me that would make up for what you did? I mean, I
know you had to move, but you cut all ties with me. Like the three years we spent together meant
nothing to you, like I meant nothing to you. Damn you, Lance, you didn't even try to make it
work."
"Please, Savannah. Give me a chance to explain."
"Give me one reason why I should."
"Because I still love you. I. Never. Stopped. I cut all ties with you because I had to. Long
distance relationships never work out. I was afraid you would wake up one day and resent me.
Being apart from you was killing me. I thought this way we would both be able to move on. But
I was wrong, I never was able to move on. I let the love I have for you consume me. I wanted to
come back sooner, but then I heard you'd gotten married. When I found out what had happened, I
wanted to rush here and be by your side, but I figured you would need some time."
His words shocked and confused her. After she took a few moments to process everything,
she shook her head. "I can't do this." She turned and walked away, then stopped. "Go back to
wherever it was you came from and leave me alone."
"Just go away, Lance. You're good at that," she snarled before she walked away. She didn't dare
turn around because looking at him as he begged her to give him a chance to explain would
certainly weaken her. Van needed to focus on how she was going to kill her so-called best friend.
she found a knee-length, strapless coral dress. She purchased it and was off in search of a pair
of shoes. When she found the perfect pair of coral and silver heels, Van concluded the trip to the
mall a complete success.
Her cellphone rang as she was leaving the shoe store. She dug around in her bag to find it. With
her head down and her steps brisk, she ran right into someone.
"I'm so sorry. I'm such a klutz," she said as she looked up into the brown eyes of her first love.
She gasped and took a step back, surveying him. His light brown hair was a little shorter and
he was built like a man now, not the boy she used to know. She stood frozen in place, staring
at him. This can't be happening. A tidal wave of emotions rushed through her at once. Anger,
resentment, hatred, but mainly pain…so much pain.
"Van."
"Lance? Oh my God!" She took another step back. "How?"
"I-I talked to Nikki. She told me you would be here. I needed to see you. When I heard what
happened…" He paused. "I knew I couldn't stay away any longer. I'm so sorry."
The more he talked, the more Van's anger flared. Who does he think he is? He left me! Turned
his back on me when he cut all ties!
"What exactly are you sorry for, Lance? That my husband died or that you broke my heart all
those years ago?" The words she spoke were full of acid. "You have a lot of nerve just showing
up here like nothing ever happened. Go away." She turned to leave.
"Please, Van, just talk to me. Give me a chance to explain," he begged as he reached for her
hand.
"Don't you dare touch me," she said through gritted teeth, yanking her hand away. "What do you
want from me?" She stared at him while plotting all the ways she was going to torture Nikki for
her betrayal.
She seethed as he looked around. "Calm down, Van. People are starting to stare. Please, can we
go somewhere more private and talk? There is so much I need to tell you."
"What could you possibly have to say to me that would make up for what you did? I mean, I
know you had to move, but you cut all ties with me. Like the three years we spent together meant
nothing to you, like I meant nothing to you. Damn you, Lance, you didn't even try to make it
work."
"Please, Savannah. Give me a chance to explain."
"Give me one reason why I should."
"Because I still love you. I. Never. Stopped. I cut all ties with you because I had to. Long
distance relationships never work out. I was afraid you would wake up one day and resent me.
Being apart from you was killing me. I thought this way we would both be able to move on. But
I was wrong, I never was able to move on. I let the love I have for you consume me. I wanted to
come back sooner, but then I heard you'd gotten married. When I found out what had happened, I
wanted to rush here and be by your side, but I figured you would need some time."
His words shocked and confused her. After she took a few moments to process everything,
she shook her head. "I can't do this." She turned and walked away, then stopped. "Go back to
wherever it was you came from and leave me alone."
"Just go away, Lance. You're good at that," she snarled before she walked away. She didn't dare
turn around because looking at him as he begged her to give him a chance to explain would
certainly weaken her. Van needed to focus on how she was going to kill her so-called best friend.
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She’s married and a stay-at-home-mom of two beautiful young girls, they reside in Western New York. Cuddling up with a good book under an electric throw is her way to escape the cold Buffalo nights.
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