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Book 2 of the ‘Edward in Love’ In Love Saga

It had been over five years since Ethan Jackson and Demyan Chernyshevsky-Coleman had broken up. Five years of avoiding family gatherings, awkward greetings and longing glances from across the room.

For both they had tried to move on. To forget their first true loves and try to make a name from themselves from their family’s glory. 

For Demyan who constantly had to live up to both his fathers’; Edward and Vasili, success he found it difficult to shake off his past when eyes were constantly on him. To forget the man he had once fallen so deeply in love with that it had consumed him for almost a decade but found it near to impossible. 

For Ethan who constantly worked hard to prove he belonged into a family whose name was a household brand, he often found himself drowning into the voices of those who believed he belonged nowhere near the successful family. His decisions had ruined his chances with the only boy he had ever loved and even though it was almost a decade later he found it difficult to forget. 
Now as the ex-couple face each other again, will their love prevail or will new love conquests stop them in their path? 

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Please beautiful readers read Book 1 and it’s side story, Edward in Love, to better understand Book 2 of the ‘In Love Saga’. Hope you Enjoy!

Ethan In Love

I pushed my nose into Malia's hair and deeply inhaled the scent of soft cinnamon and hints of mango. Her hair normally smelt like cherries and candy but I figured she had probably changed her shampoo sometime but I still loved it. I did not allow my heart to think about Ethan's that always smelt like the forest.

Ethan was the definition of those adverts for men. They always made no sense, a waterfall, the mountain range, forests, maybe a random hawk and snow falling. Most times I did not even understand how they wanted to convey that someone could smell like a mountain side and nature until I shared a bed with Ethan.

He smelt like all of those things because he was always outside. He smelt like dew on the grass on an early morning. He smelt the refreshing winter crisp air that both made your lungs painfully cold but also made you feel so alive. He smelt like the forest after a good day of rain.

Connor