What He Really Feels (He Feels Trilogy)

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WHAT HE

REALLY FEELS

 

Lisa Suzanne

Praise for
How He Really Feels

Book 1 in the
He Feels
Trilogy

 

"Lisa Suzanne you sure can write!!" –Elizabeth, Delighted Reader

 

“I found myself completely lost in the story and hated when it had to come to an end… Romantic and steamy, a perfect combo.” –Nikki S., Winding Stairs Book Blog

 

“I am a die hard romantic and the main character of Nick fulfills my fantasy of a sweet, caring, and sexy book boyfriend to a ‘T’. Lisa Suzanne was able to spin a love and lust filled storyline with so much feeling that my heart felt like it was literally bursting out of my chest!” –Kelly, Kiss and Tell Reviews

 

“This author has an excellent way of using dialogue between the characters… I like a book that develops the characters relationship. I like it to tell me how the characters developed passion for each other. I cannot wait for Lisa Suzanne’s next book ‘What He Really Feels’.” –Emily, The SubClub Books Blog

 

“Did I mention the sex scenes are super duper HOT??? I promise you won't be disappointed with this book. Great job for new author Lisa Suzanne.” –Donna, My Sticky Pages Book Blog

 

“I feel the budding of a wonderful writer in our presence.” –Desiree, The Book Bar

 

“First time author Lisa Suzanne has written a steamy, entertaining contemporary romance… I enjoyed reading HOW HE REALLY FEELS.” –Karen, Cocktails and Books Blog

 

 

 

 

 

© 2013 Lisa Suzanne

 

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Printed in the United States of America.

 

This book is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real people, living or dead, are purely coincidental. All characters and events in this work are figments of the author’s imagination.

 

All songs, titles, and lyrics mentioned in this book are property of the songwriters.

 

Cover Design by Humblenations.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dedicated, as always, to MUD.

 

 

 

 

PROLOGUE

 

 

 

 

 

 

They say hindsight is 20/20. And, unfortunately, they are right.

In hindsight, it wasn’t great timing for me to tell Julianne Becker that I had loved her for most of my life given the fact that the love of her life had just dumped her.

Waiting might’ve been the smarter move.

But I hadn’t waited. I’d had a few too many beers, and it gave me enough liquid courage to tell her how I really felt. And, apparently, she’d had a few too many beers, too, because she gave into something that sober Jules would’ve been smart enough to stop.

I was a goddamn idiot to think that it would work out, but my drunken mind tricked me into thinking that she would feel the same. I had loved her forever, and she had been sending me signals all night.

Turns out what I
misinterpreted as “signals” was really just one friend leaning on another friend.

Sleeping together had been an obvious mistake, but I didn’t realize it right away. No, I awoke the next morning thinking that we were actually going to be together. I celebrated. I took the day off work and hung out at her apartment, lost in bliss as I took in the familiar surroundings that looked different through the eyes of a man whose love was returned. I was so blinded by that love I had for her that I couldn’t see the truth staring me in the face. She loved Nick. She would never love me, at least not the way I loved her.

She might not have made the best decisions, but with that stupid hindsight thing, I hadn’t, either. Looking back, I can see that pursuing a woman who wasn’t available was pretty fucking stupid. The outcome was tragic and painful, and I fully blamed Jules for using me, but I was starting to see that it may have been a little bit my fault, too. 

I had made other bad choices, like going out to the bar with Dan when he was visiting from San Diego and using it to make Jules jealous. But I was hurt, and I acted foolishly out of pain. I knew her well enough to predict how she would feel when I told her that I’d messed around with a girl at the bar. She was hurting, and I had used that to make her jealous.

Deep down, I think I knew that my chances were slim. Once I had her, I had to use whatever ammunition I could to keep her. But it all backfired when the douche bag decided that he wanted her back.

That was the one thing that I had zero ammo against. She was obsessed with him and in love with him, and no matter how much she loved me and cared about
me, I was no match for him in the quest for her heart.

And so I had to get out.

The one good decision I made was moving to San Diego. After that night when Jules called things off with me and took back Douche Bag Nick (as I liked to refer to him in my mind), I was broken. I liked to think of myself as a guy’s guy, a manly man… but what she did had killed a part of me and left me feeling empty and alone.

I needed to get away, and San Diego was apparently my answer.

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

A little over a week earlier, the words “Julianne Becker” and her beautiful face lit up my cell phone screen. I still couldn’t believe it had happened. After years of being in love with her, I finally gathered the courage to tell her how I felt, and I was met with the outcome I had been hoping for. Jules and I were officially an item.

“Hey,” I answered my phone, smiling to hear from her as I finished folding a load of laundry that had been long neglected.

“I need to see you.” Her voice was strained, probably because she needed me on top of her.

“Be right over.” I grabbed the bag containing the necklace I had purchased for her, wanting to give it to her to mark the official beginning of the change in our relationship. She had pointed it out just before Christmas, and its class and elegance reminded me a lot of the woman who would wear it.

It had been expensive, draining the better part of one of my savings accounts, but somehow I had been blessed with a shrewd mind for finances and I had been saving for years. In fact, I was hoping to design and build a house sometime in the near future with all I had saved, and the thought that Jules and I could do that together excited me.

Maybe I was getting ahead of myself in thinking like that, but Jules and I had known each other for a lifetime. We didn’t need to go through the stupid early stages of a relationship because we already had.

I took the steps from my apartment to my parking lot two at a time and pulled into Jules’s parking lot a few minutes later. I took a deep breath, still not believing that this had happened.

We were back together.

I had spent a very long time praying for this moment, and here it was.

Someone was walking out of her building as I walked up, and she held the door open for me. I felt her eyes on me, giving me an appreciative once-over, but I ignored it. Women seemed to find
my dark hair and brown eyes irresistible, as evidenced by the many women who had fallen at my feet offering me a night of excitement. But tonight, I was here for Jules, and I didn’t have eyes for anybody else. I hadn’t, really, for the better part of fifteen years.

I knocked on her door, and she opened it. She was a vision of beauty in front of me, her long hair flowing like strands of silk down her back. I thought back to the night I had made love to her and that hair whipped around as she moved wildly beneath me. I was hoping for a chance to see that again that very night. I assumed that’s why she called me over, and I knew my little gift would seal that deal, even though that hadn’t been my motivation in purchasing it.

I set the bag down on the table and pulled her hand into mine. We walked over to the couch, and I leaned in for a kiss only to be pushed away.

“We need to talk,” she said.

Shit. That was never something a guy wanted to hear.

Hadn’t we done plenty of talking over the past several days?

“What’s the matter?” A frisson of panic pierced my stomach at the look in her eyes.


Trav, you know how much I value you and our friendship. You are one of the most important people in my life. But I can’t do this with you. My heart belongs to Nick.” Her words were blunt, but she tried to mask them with a gentle tone.

It didn’t work.

Her words felt like a slap across the face.

What the fuck?

Earlier that very day, she had said she wanted me, and now she was telling me that she didn’t.

I was monumentally confused. I wasn’t hurt or angry or upset yet; no, that would come later.

Was she fucking with me? She couldn’t be serious. A person couldn’t just change her mind that quickly.

Could she?

“What about what you said earlier?” I asked, trying to find some way out of the situation that I suddenly found myself in.

“I said a lot of things earlier.” True, she had. But the only thing I could remember at that moment was that she said we were more than friends.

“But most importantly, I said that I need some time. I said that I need you to be my friend. Can you just be my friend?” she asked.

I couldn’t. I knew for sure that after I had told her I loved her and she had slept with me, our relationship had changed and it would never be the same again.

It wasn’t like when we were in college and we’d fallen into bed together. Back then, I’d kept my real feelings to myself. But now she knew what I really felt for her, and I couldn’t just go back to being friends. Not after I’d made love to her. Not after I’d held her in my arms and not after she knew my real feelings.

I was in love with her, had been for as long as I could remember, and I knew that her ending it would shatter me. I wouldn’t be able to look at her the same way with the understanding that she knew the truth about my feelings and didn’t return them.

“I don’t know,” I said, knowing the truth in my heart. I kept it together in front of her. I don’t know how, but I did. “Remember what I said, too. I can’t wait around for you forever.”

It wasn’t true; I would wait forever. But I had to say something that would hurt her in that moment.

I had waited a very long time for her, and why I chose the moment she had been dumped to tell her, I’ll never quite understand. If she could’ve given me an ounce of hope that we could salvage things between us, maybe I wouldn’t have felt the need to strike back. But she didn’t. Her tone was sad, but her eyes were explicit. There was no mistaking that it was over between us. She was going back to Nick, and I was going to end up alone.

I stood up, needing to get out of there before I lost it in front of her. I wasn’t being much of a man, but this woman had broken me one too many times.

“Travis, wait.” She tried to get me to stop, but I couldn’t. I was on a mission for the door. I felt unfamiliar tears pricking behind my eyes, and I was positive that I was going to start crying.

Fuck that.

I took a deep breath and didn’t allow the heat behind my eyes to form into tears. “No, Julianne,” I finally said, using her full name instead of my nickname for her. “I’ve waited long enough.” I opened the door and practically ran to the parking lot, needing to get away from her and from the words that I still couldn’t believe.

Somehow she had taken my heart and smashed it beyond recognition.

And through the pile of shit that I now had to deal with, a thought occurred to me: Had she and Nick already gotten back together? She had said that her heart belonged to Nick; was it because she had somehow patched things up with him?

If she had, she would’ve called him, and he would be on his way over.

I knew her as well as she knew me.

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