Title: Missing Summer: The Complete Collection
Series: Missing Summer (#1-3)
Author: E.N. Hudgins
Design: Erica Hudgins At The LOL Studio
Models: Lance Jones & Kim Wrght
Photog: LJ Photography
Genre: Contemporary/New Adult Romance
Release Date: March 29, 2016
Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around. - "Vanilla Sky"
Time changes people, and in Jared's case, it's no different.
High school was a struggle for him, and it was a year of heartache.
He'd already lost more than anyone should have by the age of eighteen.
But when he gets another chance, years later, with the one girl
he has wanted from day one, he can't get over the past.
Each time she tries to get closer to him, he pushes her further away.
High school was a struggle for him, and it was a year of heartache.
He'd already lost more than anyone should have by the age of eighteen.
But when he gets another chance, years later, with the one girl
he has wanted from day one, he can't get over the past.
Each time she tries to get closer to him, he pushes her further away.
Kollie is a survivor.
She has faced pain and loss in her young life, yet she doesn't
complain about the hand she was dealt.
Forced to support herself, she finds a job as a nanny with a family in her neighborhood.
She has faced pain and loss in her young life, yet she doesn't
complain about the hand she was dealt.
Forced to support herself, she finds a job as a nanny with a family in her neighborhood.
Imagine her surprise when the guy she crushed on in high school shows up.
She'd always admired him, but never had the nerve to approach him.
It turns out that he's her employer's son, Jared.
That night was the beginning of a romance that pushed their boundaries,
forcing them both to face their demons, no longer able to hide
from a painful past of loss and abuse.
Their whirlwind romance takes place over three consecutive summers.
Join Jared and Kollie as they in turn try to shield one another from
the pain of past events, while at the same time working to protect one another from more hurt and loss. While they strive to find and maintain the connection that continutes to pull them together again and again, summer after summer, forcing them to realize that what brings them the
greatest happiness of all…is one another.
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When I look up, there she is, standing near the hotel entrance and looking straight at me. She’s wearing a white tank top and cutoff jeans. Her skin is sun kissed and she has a bright smile on her face. She’s easily the most beautiful woman in this hotel. Hell, in this state. I instantly jump up and start walking toward her. As I approach, I see the tears rolling down her cheeks, and then she’s running toward me. When she finally reaches me, she jumps into my arms and holds on tight. My arms encircle her and I hold her as close to me as humanly possible, enveloping her with everything I have. A sob escapes her and she starts laughing, and I can’t help but laugh too. I have missed this girl so much. More than I even realized. But the dreadful fear that this is only temporary fills my stomach. I want to hold on to her forever, and never let her go. I don't want her to know what I'm thinking, so I force myself to concentrate on how good it feels to have her back in my arms. “Goddamn, baby I’ve missed you.” I inhale her scent as I hold her close.
“I missed you too.” She says and pulls back, looking up at me. “You’re scruffy.”
“I meant to shave, but I woke a little late.” She makes the scrunched up nose face at me and I can’t help but laugh.
“I kind of like it.”
She touches my face softly before pulling me into her for a kiss. It’s a relief because I was so worried about whether or not she would allow me to kiss her, to hold her, or to tell her how much I love her. The feeling of her lips touching mine is perfect, the moment frozen in time. I never want it to end. After a while, a minute or an hour, I'm not sure which, she pulls back and slides down my body before her feet land on the marble tile of the hotel lobby. She looks so beautiful and all I can think about is the one thing I want to do right now. Take her back to my room and show her how much I’ve missed her. Lay her out on my bed and worship every inch of her.
“How long are you here for?” She asks me.
“As long as you’re here, I’m here.”
She laughs at this, “I have somewhere to be tonight, but would you like to go someplace now? Talk? Eat? Whatever! I miss you like crazy.”
“My room? Beach?”
“Oh Lord, not the beach, if I go back I may die from sun exposure, we’ve been there every day thanks to Jamie.”
“Ok. My room it is.” I look around for Jamie.
“She’ll be fine. She is canceling her flight. And then she has to make some calls.”
I nod and we set off for the elevators. “What do you have to do tonight?” I ask while enjoying the feel of her and in mine as we walk hand in hand.
“I’m meeting someone. Family, I never knew I had. I found her last week, and she’s agreed to meet me tonight at her workplace.”
“Who is it?”
“I’ll explain later. Let’s get upstairs. I really want to hear about you.”
“I’m perfect Kollie, just missing you.”
“I miss you too.” She says as she turns to me in the elevator that's taking us to the sixth floor. Her eyes are haunted like they are hiding secrets that she wants to share, but she can't. I can tell that she's struggling, that she wants to express her true feelings. I pull her face to mine and kiss her deeply. Her hands go to my hair, and she runs her fingers through it, softly massaging my scalp. Without evening thinking about it, I instinctively lift her up into my arms and press her back against the elevator wall. Her legs wrap around my waist as I grip her delectable ass and squeeze. Trying to get myself under control, I break away just long enough to whisper in her ear how very much I love her. When I look up, there she is, standing near the hotel entrance and looking straight at me. She’s wearing a white tank top and cutoff jeans. Her skin is sun kissed and she has a bright smile on her face. She’s easily the most beautiful woman in this hotel. Hell, in this state. I instantly jump up and start walking toward her. As I approach, I see the tears rolling down her cheeks, and then she’s running toward me. When she finally reaches me, she jumps into my arms and holds on tight. My arms encircle her and I hold her as close to me as humanly possible, enveloping her with everything I have. A sob escapes her and she starts laughing, and I can’t help but laugh too. I have missed this girl so much. More than I even realized. But the dreadful fear that this is only temporary fills my stomach. I want to hold on to her forever, and never let her go. I don’t want her to know what I’m thinking, so I force myself to concentrate on how good it feels to have her back in my arms. “Goddamn, baby I’ve missed you.” I inhale her scent as I hold her close.
“I missed you too.” She says and pulls back, looking up at me. “You’re scruffy.”
“I meant to shave, but I woke a little late.” She makes the scrunched up nose face at me and I can’t help but laugh.
“I kind of like it.”
She touches my face softly before pulling me into her for a kiss. It’s a relief because I was so worried about whether or not she would allow me to kiss her, to hold her, or to tell her how much I love her. The feeling of her lips touching mine is perfect, the moment frozen in time. I never want it to end. After a while, a minute or an hour, I’m not sure which, she pulls back and slides down my body before her feet land on the marble tile of the hotel lobby. She looks so beautiful and all I can think about is the one thing I want to do right now. Take her back to my room and show her how much I’ve missed her. Lay her out on my bed and worship every inch of her.When I look up, there she is, standing near the hotel entrance and looking straight at me. She’s wearing a white tank top and cutoff jeans. Her skin is sun kissed and she has a bright smile on her face. She’s easily the most beautiful woman in this hotel. Hell, in this state. I instantly jump up and start walking toward her. As I approach, I see the tears rolling down her cheeks, and then she’s running toward me. When she finally reaches me, she jumps into my arms and holds on tight. My arms encircle her and I hold her as close to me as humanly possible, enveloping her with everything I have. A sob escapes her and she starts laughing, and I can’t help but laugh too. I have missed this girl so much. More than I even realized. But the dreadful fear that this is only temporary fills my stomach. I want to hold on to her forever, and never let her go. I don’t want her to know what I’m thinking, so I force myself to concentrate on how good it feels to have her back in my arms. “Goddamn, baby I’ve missed you.” I inhale her scent as I hold her close.
“I missed you too.” She says and pulls back, looking up at me. “You’re scruffy.”
“I meant to shave, but I woke a little late.” She makes the scrunched up nose face at me and I can’t help but laugh.
“I kind of like it.”
She touches my face softly before pulling me into her for a kiss. It’s a relief because I was so worried about whether or not she would allow me to kiss her, to hold her, or to tell her how much I love her. The feeling of her lips touching mine is perfect, the moment frozen in time. I never want it to end. After a while, a minute or an hour, I’m not sure which, she pulls back and slides down my body before her feet land on the marble tile of the hotel lobby. She looks so beautiful and all I can think about is the one thing I want to do right now. Take her back to my room and show her how much I’ve missed her. Lay her out on my bed and worship every inch of her.
“How long are you here for?” She asks me.
“As long as you’re here, I’m here.”
She laughs at this, “I have somewhere to be tonight, but would you like to go someplace now? Talk? Eat? Whatever! I miss you like crazy.”
“My room? Beach?”
“Oh Lord, not the beach, if I go back I may die from sun exposure, we’ve been there every day thanks to Jamie.”
“Ok. My room it is.” I look around for Jamie.
“She’ll be fine. She is canceling her flight. And then she has to make some calls.”
I nod and we set off for the elevators. “What do you have to do tonight?” I ask while enjoying the feel of her and in mine as we walk hand in hand.
“I’m meeting someone. Family, I never knew I had. I found her last week, and she’s agreed to meet me tonight at her workplace.”
“Who is it?”
“I’ll explain later. Let’s get upstairs. I really want to hear about you.”
“I’m perfect Kollie, just missing you.”
“I miss you too.” She says as she turns to me in the elevator that’s taking us to the sixth floor. Her eyes are haunted like they are hiding secrets that she wants to share, but she can’t. I can tell that she’s struggling, that she wants to express her true feelings. I pull her face to mine and kiss her deeply. Her hands go to my hair, and she runs her fingers through it, softly massaging my scalp. Without evening thinking about it, I instinctively lift her up into my arms and press her back against the elevator wall. Her legs wrap around my waist as I grip her delectable ass and squeeze. Trying to get myself under control, I break away just long enough to whisper in her ear how very much I love her.
1. I'm scared of the dark.
2. I can't remember anything.
3. I battle with Anxiety & PTSD as does my character Kollie.
4. My favorite drink is Monsters.
5. I can't eat while writing.
6. I have one tattoo of the word "second" on my index "trigger" finger. It stands for the second amendment.
7. I'm 25, but I can never remember my age.
8. I'm obsessed with Grunge Rock Bands.
9. My idol is Carrie Bradshaw.
10. My daughter is named after Chyler who plays "Janie" from Not Another Teen Movie. (ALL HER HUSBAND'S IDEA)
10.2 I'm married to a singer/song writer/aspiring producer
10.3 My favorite color is Pink.
10.4 I live close to where they filmed The Walking Dead, and I've been a Stalker of the area for years. I still haven't sighted an Actor though.
10.5 I was raised by a single dad.
E. N. Hudgins is new to the Author scene. Missing Summer is her debut novel, and she's already got the next one in the works. The characters are talking to her already.
She's been an avid reader for years and loves all genres of romance that include angst,
especially the temper throwing cliffhangers. Her goal is to cause readers to
scream, cry, and yell in a crowded library while reading her stories. She loves
to write scenes that melt your heart and set your undies on fire..
She's been an avid reader for years and loves all genres of romance that include angst,
especially the temper throwing cliffhangers. Her goal is to cause readers to
scream, cry, and yell in a crowded library while reading her stories. She loves
to write scenes that melt your heart and set your undies on fire..
When she's not writing she works as a graphic artist creating book covers and tantalizing teasers. She lives in Georgia with her husband and two children. They have a dog named Dixon and a cat named Maggie. Yes, her pet names are inspired by The
Walking Dead.
Walking Dead.
