I will always be here for you. There isn’t a world that exists where I’m not gonna be around for you.
When the Time is Right, a funny, sweet and emotional standalone from USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez and M. Mabie is available now!
Fate doesn’t always happen overnight.
Hudson Bradley is the cockiest, most stubborn, hard-headed man I’ve ever known. And for fifteen years, he’s been my brother's best friend.
But lately, what I’m feeling for him isn’t friendship at all.
Why is my heart racing every time his blue eyes lock on mine? Why does every word he rumbles in my ear make my body come alive? And worst of all, why did I bet him that I could find a woman he and his son would both love?
If I hadn’t given up on love altogether, Hudson would have been perfect for me. After all, he was there the day my world fell apart. He’s spent the last six years piecing me back together.
There are a million reasons why we could never work, but after a single kiss, I can’t remember any of them.
Now that the time is right, I have to make him mine—before I lose him forever.
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I did everything I could to not make
eye contact.
Actually, my MO for the past week had
been no contact period, but that was a little hard to do when the guy you’re
dodging knows things about you. Specifically, the lock code on your front door.
“You can go home, Hudson. I’m fine.”
Out of my periphery, I watched him perch his hands on his hips.
“No,” he argued. “Not until we figure
this out.”
So he had noticed my ghosting. I
hoped he wasn’t as good at calling my bluff.
“There is no this.”
“What about what you said at the—”
“Yeah, I must have had a cold or
something. Whatever it was, I’m over it.”
Lies. Lies. Lies. Hopefully, I’d
start believing them.
“Over it?”
“Yep. Hey, how was your date?” My
topic-swapping skills were on point. When he stopped, only an arm's length
away, I finally seized what scrap of pride I had and looked up into his blue
eyes. “Are you seeing her again?”
He huffed. “Well, that’s kind of up
to you.”
“Me?” I dropped the spoon into the
sink and put the ice cream down so I could cross my arms over my chest. “What
do I have to do with it?”
His lids fell shut, and he tipped his
head at the ceiling, stretched his neck from side to side, and then brought his
gaze back to mine. “Kate seems to think that, maybe, I have a thing…for you.”
My face flushed hot, and I wondered
if maybe I’d fallen down trying to get out of my leather skirt earlier and I
was dreaming, passed out on my bedroom floor. The issue with that theory was I
could smell him, feel the warmth from his body in front of me, and see his
heartbeat thumping in the vein in his neck.
This was real, but I still wasn’t
sure I could handle it.
“Well, that’s just, uh, dumb,” I contended weakly. Shaking my
head to rattle myself back to sanity, I asked, “W-why did she say that?” I
tried to laugh, but it was as fake as my gusto.
“Because, apparently, I talked about
you the whole night.”
Okay, I was wrong. I’d thought riding
in a car with him and seeing him shirtless and watching him play with Jack and
seeing how much he loved my family and having him touch me and avoiding him all
week had been torture.
This moment was a whole new level of
torment.
“So?” I said childishly.
It didn’t matter how I felt or what I
wanted. I couldn’t just leap into his arms and expect everything to turn out
the way it was supposed to. That’s not how my life worked.
“So I
need to find out if this, whatever’s been building between us, is something.”
Wouldn’t that be nice? Up until that
very second, it had all been one-sided. I’d racked my brain all week to
understand why I’d felt the crazy things I did about him.
“How you gonna do that?”
“We’re going to kiss,” he stated very
matter-of-factly, and then he closed the distance between our bodies.
“We are?” I whispered. My voice had
all but left the building.
“Unless you stop me right now.”
I wanted to.
I didn’t want to.
I was scared.
I was excited.
But mostly, I wasn’t stopping
him.
Hudson and Alexis have been friends for a very long time. Though Hudson is her brothers best friend, he has certainly become on of hers as well over the years. Being there to help her through the biggest tragedy of her life. Watching her try to recover and move on from the loss. She has also been there for him when needed helping with his son Jack, who adores Aunt Lex.
When thoughts and feeling start to change for them, Lex is afraid to admit it, afraid that they might loose what they have, worried about the impact on the others around her, especially Jack. But Hudson is having none of it. He is determined to get her to see his way and give them a chance.
Has Alexis truly said her goodbyes to the past? Is she ready to move forward. Will Hudson be the one to help her take that next step in living? Will they make these next steps together?
I loved the easy banter between theses characters. Even though some of the topics were tough, the overall feel of the book is fun and peppy. A great weekend read.
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About M. Mabie M. Mabie lives in Illinois with her husband. She writes everything from steamy romantic comedies to angst-filled, pull your hair out drama. She enjoys it all. With her unconventional love stories, she tries to embody "real-life romance."
She cares about politics, but will not discuss them in public. She uses the same fork at every meal, watches Wayne's World while cleaning, and lets her dog sleep on her head. She has always been a writer. In fact, she was born with a pen in her hand, which almost never happens. Almost.
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