Fake it 'til you make it has been the motto I live by since my mother died.

I'm also doing a really bad job at the making it part.

The night we met, I was at my lowest.

But you gave me a reason to feel happy again.

For the first time in over a year, I was optimistic.

You and I? We're the same. Don't form attachments. Follow the rules. Don't dream of a future.

Too bad our hearts wouldn't listen.

And this storm we're going through? The one that threatens to rip us apart?

It doesn't care that I'm falling for you.

Falling for You is created by Jennifer Van Wyk, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Falling for You

His head bumps into my chin when he moves swiftly. We both groan in pain, him rubbing the top of his head and me clutching my chin. "Shit. Sorry. Sorry. Ouch, fuck. Shit are you okay?"


Wincing, my nose stings and my eyes water.


"Chloe? Are you okay? Dammit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I don’t wake up well, obviously."


"It’s okay, honestly. I’m not hurt."


He lifts my chin, inspects the spot where we connected, his thumb brushing lightly over the area that stings like a son of a bitch already. "It’s not bleeding," he murmurs.


"Well I would hope not!" I laugh, sitting back a little bit.


His hand drops from my chin but lifts to his head, scratching the top then ruffling his hair. It makes him ridiculously sexy. Sleepy eyes behind those gorgeous dark rimmed glasses that are a little smudged from sleeping with them on, messy hair, a line across his cheek from where he was laying against me. Sexy. Adorable. 


Chapter 24: Ouch