About Learning to Love Again
My ex did a number on me. So much so that I left the country to teach abroad. But now I’m back. Back in this very same town where it all went down two years ago. Just as a favour to the man who saved me after my marriage ended. Just for a year. One school year. Then I’m gone again.
However, I’ve been back just 72 hours when I meet Ella. I say meet, what I mean is see her, then watch her for a little (not in a creepy, stalkerish way, I promise). She seems shy and sweet and there’s something behind those beautiful emerald eyes that makes me want to know her. Hell, I want to do a lot more than just know her.
She’s got more sass than I give her credit for and when she refuses to give me her name and I have to practically beg just to get her to agree that she’ll give it to me if we meet again, I pray her getting on a train is not the last image I’ll have.
I’ve never been too lucky, but when I bump into her at a bar that weekend, I’m thanking my lucky stars, lucky pants and anything else lucky I can think of. She’s still wary, even flees to the toilets, but I at least get a name, just one, just a first name, but it’s a start. However, with my interfering ex also making an appearance that night, Ella’s trust in me and any hope I might have had for us having a drink together are quickly dashed and again I’m left watching her leave.
The problem is, the next time we meet, she’s not who she said she was, and then there’s also the problem of her boyfriend!
I’m finally getting to start over. A new town, a new job and the support of my best friend. What more do I need? My dream of becoming a teacher has finally come true and I’m counting down the days until I get to step into that classroom and shape the minds of the future.
It’s not all rosy though, I’ve packed up my pain and tried to push it so far down that it will never see the light of day. Oh, and I haven’t seen my boyfriend for over a year as he took up a research position in Antarctica without so much as a conversation with me. But it’s all good, honest.
No-one knows me here, I get to be a new version of myself. If only it was that simple though. If only I hadn’t met him. The too good looking, the too perfect, the too charming Luke. Our first meeting is like the start of a romantic movie, the chance meeting, the handsome man and the plain looking girl. Our second meeting shows me who he really is and our third means I’m going to have to spend every day with him for at least a year.
But the more I get to know him, the harder it is to deny this thing between us. The only problem is, I can’t let him see the real me, I’m keeping her hidden and for good reason. He’ll run if I reveal my past. But somehow he sees me, knows there’s more to me than I show and seems determined to find the truth. I’m just scared that if he does, I might lose him. And even more scared that I’ve already lost my heart.
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Hi, I'm Riley Rowan and I'm a London based author of romantic fiction.
I am a lifelong writer and have been creating characters, worlds and stories from a young age. I like to be real in my writing and so if it happens in life, it can happen in one of my novels. You have been warned! What I will promise you though is that there will be good times, comedic moments, great characters you'll want to root for and there will always be the inevitable heartwarming HEA!