Lena Andrews is bad at love, and has no intention of getting better at it. Men are good for one thing, and love isn’t it. She’s perfectly okay with finding happiness in her job as a comic book artist. Yet, she can’t shake the memory of her coworker’s kiss.
Amos St. Clair has gotten the message loud and clear and avoided Lena Andrews for the last two years.
When the chance to complete a project that’s dear to Lena’s heart presents itself, Amos seizes the opportunity – even if it means being with the woman he's avoided all this time.
With the stakes so high, will they be able to deliver under pressure? Will their undeniable chemistry turn into bright, colorful fireworks or destroy everything they worked for?
The Art of Us is a standalone romance inspired by a true story. It is intended for readers 18+
Prologue - Lena
“Why did you stop, Lena? Come on, let’s go home. I’m tired and we still have our whole room to pack. We’re never going to make it in time.”
“Wait! I just had the best idea ever—I’m going to go back to the convenience store and go crazy and get everything we like. It’s our last night here in Tokyo, so we might as well enjoy it. Let’s stay up all night and watch the sun come up.”
“You can’t see the sun come up from our place. Have you forgotten the huge building in front of our house?” She was right. We lived in an old-style house that was one of the few remains of a time far gone. I always wondered how long the little house had been there, being that the tall apartment buildings around it were much newer. Maggie gave me a pleading look and let out a huff.
“Come on, let’s go!” she cried out impatiently. The sunrise…right. I thought about it for a second and came up with an idea.
“We can go up to the pedestrian bridge and see the sun come up. Let’s not go to sleep. Let’s pack then stay up all night. Let’s make our last hours here count.” I bit my lip, realizing it was a silly excuse, because we had already been out partying all night with our friends. “We’re going to look like zombies tomorrow,” she complained. “Who cares? We’re going to be on a plane for hours. It will give us a good reason to put our Hello Kitty sleeping masks to use.” I winked at her and she huffed, shaking her head. “Come on,” I pleaded.
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Yasmin Gallo
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Author review: Yasmin was a joy to work with. She is punctual and very motivated. I'm glad I got to work with her. |
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Already translated.
Translated by Lia Garcia
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Author review: It was so easy to work with Lia! I would definitely recommend her! |
