Sophie Slade is the author of paranormal and contemporary romance. She started writing at the age of fourteen when she took a Creative Writing class and she was hooked. After college, she worked as a reporter, but went back to her first love--writing fiction. Sophie believes that love conquerors all, which is reflected in her stories. Sophie has a Bachelor of Arts in Communications, News Editorial sequence, from the University of Tennessee at Martin, and a minor in English. She currently resides in Florida with her husband, children, a persnickety cat, and a very bossy dog. Look for her books anywhere books are sold.

On her way to Nashville to try her hand at a singing career, Alyssa Collins meets Logan Ambrose, her soul mate in every way. Not only is he a great singer and guitar player, he has a down-to-earth personality to die for. Soon, he proposes and they make plans for the future, but everything changes in an instant. A month later, she wakes from a coma only to learn that her life has changed forever. 
Lost and distraught, Alyssa tries to make sense of her life. Needing to make a change, she puts her singing career behind her and finds herself in law school. Ten years later, she is a lawyer at a prestigious firm. 
When Alyssa goes to New York for a political fund raiser, something happens that changes her life again. With more questions than answers, can she find it in herself to go on with her life … if tomorrow never comes?


If Tomorrow Never Comes

When I stepped out of the car, I looked up and we were at Bouley Restaurant, one of the best French restaurants in New York. Logan tucked my hand into his arm and smiled as he took in my reaction. "Have you ever been here before?"


He leaned close and said conspiratorially, "Neither have I."


We both laughed as we walked in together. "Well, I'm glad I have one of your firsts," I said without thinking. "Sorry. I shouldn't have said that."


He laughed. "Why not? If not anything else, we've always been able to talk."


Among other things, I thought to myself as I nodded. But I quickly pushed the thought aside.


"Don't ever hold anything back from me," he said in a low voice as we approached the ma?tre d.


Even the foyer was opulent, with fine furnishings for guests waiting for a table. But one didn't go to Bouley without a reservation.


Chapter 123