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Book Excerpt & Available for Pre-Order!!!

The sequel to my first New Adult (18-24) novella is available for preorder on Amazon right NOW!!! I’m so excited to share a completely new side of Emily Caldwell with my readers!

Here’s the link : https://www.amazon.com/Real-Thing-Oaktown-Story-ebook/dp/B07DYRMQ8Z/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1529966241&sr=8-1&keywords=Jenny+lynn+the+real+thing

Here’s an excerpt from the book. I hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think in the comments below.

Also, everything here is protected by Copyright!! Do not try to steal/copy this!

““You found a dog!” Grace cheered from the other side of the fence. She let herself in and began jogging straight to me. The dog did not like the perceived intruder coming into our space. He lifted his head and began to growl deep in his throat. The hair on the back of his neck stood up and I jerked my head up to look at Grace who had stopped in her tracks. She looked worried.

“I don’t think he likes you getting too close. Is that bad?” I asked worried. I really didn’t want to have to leave him here, but I couldn’t handle a dog that didn’t like people.

“Actually, it means he’s protecting you. He can tell your nervous so stay calm and let him know she’s a friend.” Justin appeared behind the fence. “He’ll pick up on your energy so it’s important you use that to teach him.”

“Okay.” I said and took a deep breath. I spoke in a calm and direct tone and stood up so that I was higher than him which showed my dominance. “No, no. She’s a friend. It’s okay.”

He looked from Grace to me and seemed to accept that she was friendly. He sat down and his silly tongue plopped out of the side of his mouth. His body looked more relaxed and the hair of his neck was smoothed back down. In fact, he started fixing his attention on a nearby squirrel and completely ignored Grace as she approached. He was sure to give her a good sniffing though before he laid at my feet again.

“Well, that’s a good sign. He is likes you and listens to you.” Grace smiled.

“Yeah, but he’s the first dog I’ve even looked at and I want to take him home. Is that normal?” I didn’t know if I was just making a rookie move or if this was the real thing. It sure felt like the real thing.

“I don’t know. Do you want to put him back and look at any more?” Grace asked me.

“No!” I shouted a little too loudly. “I don’t want him going back in there ever again. Look at his eyes. He has a beautiful soul and nothing with such a innocent soul like his should ever be locked up like that.”

“I think you just answered your own question.” Grace smiled and looked down at the dog. “Hey buddy, I think we’re taking you home today.”

The dog barked and started to wag his tail as he lay at my feet. It was almost like he understood what Grace had just said.

“That’s what I’m naming him. Buddy.” I squatted down and scratched him behind both ears with my fingers. He seemed to love that and leaned into my hands so I could get a better reach. “It just fits. That’s what I’ve been calling him since I got here and it just feels right.”

“Then that’s his name. I like it.” Grace squatted down beside me and began to pet Buddy on his back.

I was lucky to have a friend like Grace. To be honest, I can’t believe she wants anything to do with me after the way I tortured her in high school and the way my mother treated her before. Lately, my mother has kept away from Grace and her family; however, she hasn’t kept her mind off of them. I hear the rumors going around that I know are started by my own mother. It hurt that she wouldn’t give Grace a chance. Even though I told her what a wonderful friend she’s been to me lately, my mother still doesn’t care. It’s kind of a good example of God’s love though. My mother refuses to forgive and is so filled with hatred. Grace used to be a bit prickly, some of it was probably my fault for mistreating her. This new Grace I’ve gotten to know though was the kindest and funniest person I’d ever met. She told it like it was, unless she was being sarcastic. She was like this bubbly, bright light that lit up any space she occupied. I wished that I could be like that.

Whatever had happened in Grace’s life to help her let go of the past and change into this bright, loving person was something I knew I needed in my life. I would say that it was having Brooke and David, and that may be part of it, but I knew there was something more than that. Maybe when I got to know her a little better I could ask what it was. Right now our friendship was still sort of new and I wasn’t comfortable prying into her private life. I was just happy to have someone to call a friend.

Justin let himself into the gate and Buddy stood to greet him as he approached us. I couldn’t help but notice how he had the cutest dimples at each end of his smile. His dark hair looked like it was getting a bit long and was styled pretty messy, but it worked on him. He looked as if he was my exact opposite, relaxed and care free.

“So you’re taking him home?” he asked and pulled me from my thoughts.

“Yes. He’s my dog. I know it.” I smiled down at Buddy. “I guess I need to pay and do some paperwork.”

“Yeah, we’ll do that inside.” He smiled and held my stare.

“Emily!!” Grace shouted as my body was jerked to the side.

Buddy must know what the word “inside” meant because he took off running the opposite direction from the gate dragging me along with him. I stumbled and did my best not to fall as he pulled me along at top speed, but I just couldn’t keep up. I hit a slick spot in the muddy grass and fell face first on the ground still holding tight to the leash. Buddy kept running and pulled me through the mud until I finally got the sense to let go. I felt my cheeks burning knowing what an idiot I must look like to Justin. I figured he probably wouldn’t let me adopt Buddy now because he’d think I couldn’t handle it. I heard Grace and Justin running up behind me.”

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