Finding My Way
By Heidi McLauglin
Series: The Beaumont Series # 4
Expected Publication: April 14, 2014
New Adult Contemporary Romance
Liam Westbury has the world at his feet. He’s the quintessential golden boy. He’s the superstar quarterback for Beaumont High. His girl, Josie, is head cheerleader. He has his choice of colleges just waiting for him. Except he’s suffocating from all the pressure he’s under and no one understands.
Liam Page is the heartthrob he never wanted to be. He’s successful, smart and in demand by record companies and his adoring fans. Music is his passion, his love, but something’s missing. His nights are lonely and he longs for the girl he left behind. Seeing her in every face in the crowd haunts him with the knowledge that she hates him. Going home has never been an option until now.
Be there when Liam Westbury becomes Liam Page and follow the highs and lows of the Quarterback turned Rockstar as he finds a way back to Beaumont in this prequel to Forever My Girl.
Liam Page is the heartthrob he never wanted to be. He’s successful, smart and in demand by record companies and his adoring fans. Music is his passion, his love, but something’s missing. His nights are lonely and he longs for the girl he left behind. Seeing her in every face in the crowd haunts him with the knowledge that she hates him. Going home has never been an option until now.
Be there when Liam Westbury becomes Liam Page and follow the highs and lows of the Quarterback turned Rockstar as he finds a way back to Beaumont in this prequel to Forever My Girl.
Heidi is the author of USA Today, Digital Book World, Amazon and Barnes & Noble Bestselling novel, Forever My Girl.
Originally from the Pacific Northwest, she now lives in picturesque Vermont, with her husband and two daughters. Also renting space in their home is an over-hyper Beagle/Jack Russell and two Parakeets.
During the day Heidi is behind a desk talking about Land Use. At night, she's writing one of the many stories planned for release or sitting court-side during either daughter's basketball games.
“Liam?”
I turn at the sound of my grandmother calling my name. She
beams at me when I step toward her with an out stretched hand.
“I want to you meet a friend of mine,” she says. “Liam this
is Tess and her son Harrison James. Tess is the personal assistant to my
casting agent.” We spent a day going over all the jobs in the industry. There
are so many that I got lost and like a true grandma, she made a list for me so
I wouldn’t forget. “Harrison plays the drums at a club called Metro. They have
open mic nights if you’re interested in talking to him about it,” she whispers.
I nod, acknowledging what she’s telling me.
I step forward and shake both their hands. “It’s nice to
meet you both,” I say.
“You too, Liam, your grandmother has told me so much about
you. She’s very happy you’ve decided to stay with her.” I look at my grandma
who is smiling from ear to ear.
She pats my arm. “Why don’t you take Harrison out back and
show him around?”
“Okay, grandma.” I kiss her on the cheek and signal toward
the patio door. Harrison follows, stepping out into the early evening sun. I
walk until I’m at the back, where there is a table set up.
“Sorry about my grandmother in there. I think she’s trying
to make up for all the years we’ve missed.” I sit down and lean my chair up
against the tree.
“It’s okay. I was pretty much forced to come here tonight.”
I inspect Harrison. He’s a bit taller than I am and far skinnier. He has a few
tattoos on his arms, making wonder if they’re a necessity in the music
industry. I quickly look down at my arms, curious as to what they’d look like
with inked etched on them. One thing is for certain, my parents would flip and
that thought alone makes me want one.
“Because of me?” I ask already knowing the answer but needing
the confirmation.
He nods. “Yeah,” he says without making eye contact. “My mom
is close to your grandmother so they plotted and here I am.”
“I’m sorry. If you want to leave, I can make up some
excuse.” I know what it feels like to be put in awkward situations. My dad has
done it to me many times, which only spurred me to withdraw from him more and
more.
Harrison shakes his head slightly. “I’m cool.” He looks down
at the ground or his feet. It’s not like I want to stare, but I’m trying to
figure him out. He runs his hand over his beanie, moving it back and forth
before leaving it where it originally was.
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