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

We stood like that in silence, watching the sunset and the Manhattan skyline and bridges, as the lady disappeared into the harbor and the ferry came to rest on Staten Island. We let the other passengers leave first, and then Logan laced his fingers with mine. "Ready to have the best pizza in the world?"


I chuckled. "Now, I don't know about 'in the world'. It's going to have to go some to beat Charlie Brown's Pizza in Zanesville, Ohio."


"Ohio?" he scoffed. "You've got to be kidding me! We're talking about New York here!" He made a grand gesture around him. "If that's all you have to compare it with, then you haven't had pizza yet!"


I shook my head. "I don't know. Charlie Brown's Pizza was really good."


He smiled. "Well, we'll see now, won't we?" He led me to the street and held up his hand and whistled, hailing a cab. A moment later, we both slid into the backseat. "Denino's Pizzeria and Tavern, please."


Chapter 129