Title: Always Been You
Series: Unforgettable You #3
Author: Beverley Kendall
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: October 15, 2015
The best way to ruin a perfectly wonderful friendship? Have sex with your BFF.
A mistake.
That’s what Troy calls what was easily the single best sexual experience of my life. He claims our "slip" was due to too much alcohol. I respond the only way I know how, which is by burying the entire experience under a six-foot mound of denial and regret. Lesson learned.
When I’m finally in a place emotionally where I can move on with someone else, Troy does a complete about face. Now he wants me. And he wants more.
That should have been the end, right? I’m getting what I’ve wanted since I was sixteen. But devastating news turns Troy’s life upside down and soon becomes my cross to bear. And the only way I can get back everything I lost is to bare it all. Literally.
Now my boyfriend may be a progressive, twenty-first century kind of guy, but when it comes to his girlfriend posing nude for Playboy?
He's 100% Neanderthal.
“This has been a much awaited story about Troy and April, so I was anxious for it. Will it live up to my expectations etc. Well, I have to say, Beverley Kendall does not disappoint (she never has, and I have read all of her books). I LOVED LOVED LOVED it.” ~ L the Reader
“I've waited over a year for this book and it was worth every minute of the wait. Kendall continues to impress me with her ability to weave non-cliche New Adult tales. There's twists and turns, plenty of angst, and a good dose of hot and sexy between characters April and Troy. These best friends know how to heat up the sheets.” ~ Author Landra Graf
“This book was so worth the wait!” ~ Goodreads Reviewer
He raises an eyebrow. “Unfair? I’m not the one who’s decided we need to hang out less.”
“Are you forgetting that you don’t even like Colin?” I bet that conveniently slipped his memory.
“What, because I don’t want him tagging along every time we go out with our friends?”
I shake my head in bewilderment. He can’t be serious. “You do get that he’s my boyfriend, right?”
“And I’m your best friend,” he states as if that fact has somehow escaped me. Honestly, if I didn’t know better, I’d swear he’s jealous. It’s a good thing I’m over my deluded stage.
Sighing, I drop my hand from my hip. “Yes we’re friends and that’s never going to change. But right now, all I’m trying to do is make a go of this relationship.” And that’s no small feat with a friend like Troy in the picture.
His jaw works and his nostrils flare. “By letting your boyfriend dictate who you can be friends with?”
“He’s not dictating anything.”
“Is that what you want?” he asks, steamrolling my denial. “A guy who pressures you to give up your friends?”
Colin isn’t asking, demanding, or pressuring me to do anything. But I can tell by the expression on Troy’s face that nothing I say is going to convince him otherwise. When it comes to my boyfriend, his mind is set in stone. Closed.
“No, and I wouldn’t be with him if he did. But what kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn’t want to spend more time with him than I do with you?” Right now it’s enough that I want to want that to be the case.
Troy’s gaze narrows. “I don’t give a fuck what kind of girlfriend you are to that ass. What I want to know is what kind of friend you are to me.”
“Are you forgetting that you don’t even like Colin?” I bet that conveniently slipped his memory.
“What, because I don’t want him tagging along every time we go out with our friends?”
I shake my head in bewilderment. He can’t be serious. “You do get that he’s my boyfriend, right?”
“And I’m your best friend,” he states as if that fact has somehow escaped me. Honestly, if I didn’t know better, I’d swear he’s jealous. It’s a good thing I’m over my deluded stage.
Sighing, I drop my hand from my hip. “Yes we’re friends and that’s never going to change. But right now, all I’m trying to do is make a go of this relationship.” And that’s no small feat with a friend like Troy in the picture.
His jaw works and his nostrils flare. “By letting your boyfriend dictate who you can be friends with?”
“He’s not dictating anything.”
“Is that what you want?” he asks, steamrolling my denial. “A guy who pressures you to give up your friends?”
Colin isn’t asking, demanding, or pressuring me to do anything. But I can tell by the expression on Troy’s face that nothing I say is going to convince him otherwise. When it comes to my boyfriend, his mind is set in stone. Closed.
“No, and I wouldn’t be with him if he did. But what kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn’t want to spend more time with him than I do with you?” Right now it’s enough that I want to want that to be the case.
Troy’s gaze narrows. “I don’t give a fuck what kind of girlfriend you are to that ass. What I want to know is what kind of friend you are to me.”
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