by Vanessa Garden
Release Date: 8/25/15
Limitless Publishing
Summary from Goodreads:
Since Ruby Milton’s mother committed suicide, she’s forgotten what it’s like to be seventeen.
Saddled with taking care of her toddler brother and alcoholic father, Ruby has no time for fun. She also can’t shake the growing resentment she feels for her mother’s decision, which left her unable to grieve without anger and regret.
Then she meets blue-eyed musician Byron Black, who challenges everything she believes.
Byron refuses to let anyone control his life—or his death. When he left the city behind, he was in search of somewhere where nobody knew his secret. What he didn’t expect was to meet a beautiful redhead whose views conflict so completely with his own. But as their romance deepens, he begins to doubt his choices and decides to return to the city…for one last chance.
When Byron disappears, Ruby will stop at nothing to track him down.
Upon finding Byron, Ruby discovers his devastating secret, and a battle of wills begins. Byron doesn’t want her to know this part of him. He has to deal with it by himself, even though the idea of losing her tears him apart.
Will they be able to see each other through the darkness?
Or should they save their hearts and just let go?
Excerpt:
“Are
you in a lot of pain?” It was a stupid question. My eyes travelled
to the front of his shirt.
He
pulled back a little, as if to protect his wound from my intrusive
gaze.
“I’m
fine, Ruby,”
he said, but kept his eyes trained on the ceiling, his expression
unreadable.
“How
long have you had this one for?” I reached out and gently traced my
trembling finger along the thin silvery line on his face and neck,
moving from his jaw down to his collarbone.
Byron
closed his eyes and exhaled raggedly. “A long time. Don’t
look at it,” he rasped. “It’s
ugly.”
I
swallowed thickly and gazed at the fine structure of his face, at the
thick lashes resting against his cheekbones and the sensual swell of
his lips. “Nothing about you could ever be ugly.”
At
my words, Byron opened his eyes and fixed them on me. He gently
tugged my arm and waist, rolling me on top of him. He breathed hard
from the exertion.
I
blushed from being so close to his face and sat up, straddling him,
my thighs on either side of his waist.
“You’re
so beautiful, Ruby,” Byron whispered, his hands finding my hips.
I
shifted slightly, conscious of the growing hardness I could feel
beneath me.
Outside,
the sky was darkening, but there was just enough light coming in
through the window for me to see the look on Byron’s
face. I’d
never been looked at like this before.
“Come
here,” he whispered, sliding his hands from my hips up my lower
back, gently pressing me down.
I
bent and hovered over him, careful not to apply any pressure to his
chest, but Byron wrapped an arm around my waist and slid a hand
behind my neck and gently pressed me down so that I could feel every
inch of his firm body beneath me. The sensation made my pulse quicken
and my heart stutter. A flush, hotter than the recent weather, burned
through my veins and heated my body.
Against
my neck, Byron’s
breath came faster.
Our
lips came together, soft and chaste at first, but as soon as our
tongues touched the kiss grew deeper and harder. Byron’s
hands slid up my back to tangle in my hair while I ran my hand
through his.
He
moaned softly and suddenly the kiss kicked up a gear. Our hands
crossed paths and we entwined our fingers together, briefly, before
moving on to touch each other’s
bodies, wherever our hands could reach. Every inch of Byron felt
hard, whereas, beneath his careful touch, he made me feel soft like I
was something delicate and precious. It was exquisite.
I
couldn’t
get enough of him. I wanted to somehow meld us into one person.
I
drew him tight against me and he groaned against my mouth, the sound
sending a jolt of excitement to my lower belly, that is, until he
stiffened beneath me and pushed me off.
I
hadn’t
pleasured him, I’d
hurt him.
“Are
you okay?” I knelt beside him, horrified at what I’d
done, my hands hovering over his chest.
Byron
remained on his back, his chest rising and falling in short, sharp
rasps, his jaw tense, his hands twisting at my bed cover.
“I’m
so sorry. Is it bad? What should I do?”
“It’s
okay. Don’t
be sorry,” he whispered hoarsely, looking away. “It’s
not your fault, Ruby. It’s
me.”
“I’m
the one who crushed you,” I said softly.
He
sighed and steadied his breath.
“No.
I mean, I shouldn’t
be here, doing this…starting something with you…” he met my
eyes, “…something that can never really go anywhere.” He
exhaled, it sounded harsh and angry. “Remember, I’m
leaving soon, Ruby.”
I
tied my hair up with the band I kept around my wrist and tried to
keep my face neutral so that he couldn’t
see how I really felt about him leaving. We’d
only just gotten to know each other. I liked the guy. I didn’t
want him to leave.
“Is
this to do with your music? Because you want to tour? Or because of
this…this thing with your parents?”
Byron
smiled down at the bedcover, but it was a bittersweet smile. “I
wish this was about something as simple as music.”
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Push
Me, Pull Me
Author,
Vanessa Garden, in Threes
3
things I love about being a writer:
Getting
to do things vicariously through my character, things I’d
never get to do in real life –
like kissing a hot, mysterious musician in the rain!
Being
able to work in my pyjamas
Having
a good excuse for my sometimes messy house
3
ways I make time to write:
I
try to ignore the TV
I
sleep less (which unfortunately results in a very absent mind the
next day)
I
try to get up early in the morning while the rest of the house sleeps
3
books that made me want to become a writer:
Pillars
of the Earth by Ken Follett (because it is just brilliant)
The
Heaven Series by Virginia Andrews (because of Troy in the maze *sigh*
–
I
read and re-read this series as an early teen about ten times)
Of
Mice and Men by John Steinbeck (because I still get teary eyed
thinking about the characters and their yearning for a better life)
3
challenges I faced writing Push
Me, Pull Me:
Trying
to write the heavy, emotionally charged scenes without bawling my
eyes out!
Finding
the time to write while looking after my three children
Staying
confident as a writer during the submission process
3
things that inspired Push
Me, Pull Me:
The
lovely bookstore, Collins Booksellers, where I used to work
Jeff
Buckley the (late) singer - he is partially behind the inspiration
for Byron's character
Lord
Byron - Byron's namesake!
3
favourite characters from Push
Me, Pull Me:
Ruby,
Byron, Mrs Patfield
3
words to best describe Push
Me, Pull Me:
A
Love Story
A bookseller and Young Adult author, Vanessa loves nothing more than immersing herself in the exciting world of books. When she is not raving about her favourite reads with customers, or mentally casting actors to play the characters in her next novel, she enjoys hanging out with those she loves most.
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