UP IN LIGHTS (CITY LIGHTS, RAINY NIGHTS #1) BY DESTINY BLAKE EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: DESTINY BLAKE
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- Genre: contemporary romance
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LIFEISN’T A HIGHWAY, IT’S AN AIRPORT
STRIP
DELILAH
I spent the majority of my life voicing every ‘what if’ that came to mind. I
asked myself, my parents, teachers, friends, and eventually lovers. What
if it didn’t work out? What if I wasn’t good enough? Smart enough.
Successful enough. Happy enough. Funny enough. What if I finally got the
courage to try and failed?
So I didn’t try. I didn’t want to be disappointed in myself or the people I
relied on. If you don’t expect anything, you can’t be let down. It worked for
years, until it didn’t.
I decided to make a profit off the “what ifs” that plagued my every
decision.
What if people wanted to hear what I had to say? What if someone
could relate? What if I proved everyone wrong?
Call it anxiety, call it indecisiveness. It was ingrained into the fabric of
my mind, and I stopped fighting it. I wrote down every question that
plagued me and resolved to write that story.
Lack of control over my life was something I had to live with, but my
characters—they bowed to me. The men I wrote about were beautifully
flawed, but redeemed. They deserved to be because they were fictional. I
found a way to spin each almost happy-ever-after I’d had in real life and
give it to someone else.
Even as I was pulling up the doorbell camera footage on my phone, I
knew that Dean had just met his expiration date in my life. Was it borderline
apathetic that my first thought was that his story was going to be hard to
spin? Probably. Taylor had songs about failed attempts at love. I had books.
They say you lose them how you got them. Still, how was I to know my
much older boss-turned-boyfriend would leave me for his new secretary
after I started writing full time and only did editing on the side? I didn’t go
into my relationships for the plot, but if they advanced my writing career
along the way, how could I look back on them with regret?
My friend, Thomas, glanced up from his laptop. The coffee colored rims
of his glasses were situated low on his nose as he glanced up from his
computer screen. He didn’t say anything that told me my well practiced,
impassive mask was slipping, but his athletic frame sat back in the booth
and he crossed his arms in suspicion. He knew me better than I liked to
admit, even though I tried to keep him at arm’s length.
If life had taught me one thing, it was that men weren’t to be trusted
with your heart—romantically or professionally when you loved your job
like I did. I’d been Dean’s secretary last year when I was fresh out of
college and looking for a job with good insurance. Copy editing was easy,
and I was only buying time to establish myself as an author. I was still
editing for the connections I’d made doing that, but I was more focused on
my own writing lately.
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