Midsummer (MIDSUMMER #1) by Jena Doyle EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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AGE SEVENTEEN
I’d known Lex my entire life. At only six months age difference
between us, we’d come out of the womb with each other’s names already
etched into our souls. There was no succinct memory I could point to and
say, “This…This was when I met Lex Fairfax.” But there were moments
that stuck out, times when I could tell fate had tethered us, even as children.
Like a true Washington, my father, George, had been president for eight
years, serving two terms before my mother had taken over the mantle,
becoming one of the first Washington women to claim the title. Lex’s father,
Kellan Fairfax, had been vice president both times, and some of my earliest
memories were of me and Lex wrestling backstage at political events.
In those days, I only had eyes for his older brother, Marcus. He was two
years our senior and thus more refined and worldly, as much as a child
could consider someone else refined or worldly. I’d always been a type-A
know-it-all with a huge fondness for lists and ten-year plans. Marcus starred
in every single one, and when I imagined what my wedding would look
like, he was the one standing at the end of that long aisle.
Most importantly, he made me feel safe when we had to be on stage. I
had hated the media attention and all the eyes on me. They’d flash my face
across magazines and television programs, and I’d have to smile and
pretend like it was totally normal for children to be as famous as we were.
That’s the price we pay for being Washingtons, my mother would have
said.
Then I don’t want to be a Washington, I would have told her. I’d meant
it.
Lex had taunted me about it backstage during their first inauguration,
cutting down to the bone as he always did, like he was born pre-wired to
trip my triggers.
“If you’re scared, just say you’re scared.” Even at ten years old, he had
incinerating hazel eyes and the beginnings of cheekbones that could cut
glass.
“I’m not scared,” I’d told him. I just hated people looking at me and the
cameras taking pictures. They’d put my face on a magazine cover and say
something horrible about my haircut or clothes. The paparazzi were
ruthless, even to children, but especially to my family. They lived to tell
stories about us, and I had hated that, too.
But at that moment, I’d hated Lex most of all.
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