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319 pages
Published July 19, 2016
"Until Harry is like nothing you have ever read from L.A. Casey before. It is a story of love, loss and finding yourself in the darkest of times."![]()
Excerpt:
I felt my eyes widen as his voice encircled me like a warm blanket. No matter how many years went by, I would know his voice even if it were a whisper. I slowly turned, but I froze when I saw him standing in the doorway of the parlour, leaning against the panel with his hands jammed into the front pockets of his jeans.
His eyes, my mind whispered. What’s wrong with his eyes?
There were many things that I loved about the man before me, but his eyes were by far my favourite. They were the first things I looked at whenever I saw him. There was always a mischievous glint in his whisky-coloured eyes that only I could see because I looked hard enough. It was a glint that told me his soul was alive and thriving, but what I saw now caused me to shiver.
There was no glint, gleam or light of any sort in his eyes. They were dead and reflected the clouded grey skies that often hung over York. They were as captivating as they were haunting.
Even though I moved thousands of miles away to escape him, every day for the past six years I woke up seeing those hazel eyes and fell asleep hearing that soothing voice. I couldn’t shake him whether I was half a world away or in the next room.
I lived and breathed Kale Hunt, and it was killing me.
“Kale,” I managed to whisper as I stared at the first man to ever break my heart.
He gazed at me then with no trace of emotion he robotically blinked and nodded in greeting. “Welcome home, Laney Baby.”
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'I looked at Kale. My heart was singing for him. It was a daunting thought, but I positively knew in that instant, even though I didn't know exactly what real emotion was, that I'd fallen wholeheartedly in love with Kale Hunt.'
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"I'd never run away from you."
Kale lowered his face dangerously close to mine. "Promise?"
"I promise," I breathed.
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"You get in the way of everything, Lane."
I frowned. "I don't understand."
"I can't see past you," he said, and shook his head. "I've never been able to see past you."
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