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<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/span><\/b><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/a>I just don\u2019t love you anymore, were the last words Colton Winters said to me before he walked away and stayed gone for five years. Imagine my surprise when I meet the Atlanta Fire\u2019s new quarterback, and it\u2019s the man who broke my heart.<\/span>Colton immediately starts his campaign to win me back, but I just don\u2019t know if I can trust him not to run again, but the more time I spend with him\u2014those feelings I\u2019ve pushed aside return with a vengeance.<\/span>
What\u2019s a girl to do?<\/span>
I knew I wanted Heidi Collins back the minute I was signed to play for the Fire, but the hurt she felt made me think I might never win her back. The only thing I can do is prove my love to her.<\/span>
When it finally feels like we\u2019re getting our happily ever after, our world implodes, and it throws our lives into complete chaos. Our relationship is put to the test. Are we strong enough to fight for our happy ending?<\/span>
All I know is that we love each other more than anything and if we go down, It\u2019ll be swinging.<\/span><\/div>\n
<\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/a><\/div>\n<\/a><\/a><\/a><\/a>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\nHeidi<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I pin my hair up on top of my head and give it a quick spray. I pull the illuminating powder and contour brush out of my makeup bag. I add some to my forehead and above my cheekbones. I grab Greta\u2019s setting spray and quickly use it on my face.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \u201cYou look hot, girl,\u201d Greta says from behind me. She grabs my lipstick and quickly dabs it on my lips before stepping back. \u201cThere, perfection.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Out of the Collins kids, I\u2019m the baby in the family. Greta is a year and a half older than me, but she\u2019s my best friend and roommate. I turn back toward the mirror. \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \u201cYes, you know I wouldn\u2019t tell you, you looked great unless I meant it. I went through your closet and found the perfect outfit.\u201d My sister is a fashionista and has a good eye for style.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n She disappears out of the bathroom, and I follow her into my bedroom. On my bed are my black low rider wide-leg tuxedo pants and a silver top that hugs my breasts, making them look bigger. Lord knows I could use all the help I can get.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Since I\u2019m the youngest, the boobs were all taken up by the time I came along. I take off my robe and pull on some pink satin panties and a matching bra. I grab my perfume, spray some in front of me, and walk through it.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I get dressed and slip on a pair of black stiletto sling backs. Looking in the mirror, I feel confident and sexy. My plan is to pick up some hot football player and have some much-needed fun.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n That\u2019s what I need, to have fun. Over the past couple of years, I\u2019ve spent most of my time building my clientele at the studio and proving to my sisters that I deserved my spot there.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I head into the living room and find Greta standing in front of the mirror, fiddling with her hair. I love my sister, but I can totally admit that I\u2019m jealous of her. She\u2019s tall, lean, has gorgeous long, wavy brown hair, and is beautiful inside and out.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Her dress is a mixture of pinks, creams, and browns. It\u2019s a long, flowy maxi dress with long sleeves and a slit in the front. She\u2019s wearing brown thick-heeled sandals, which compliment her Boho chic style.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n She smiles when she sees me. \u201cDamn, I knew that outfit would look great. I ordered our Uber, so we should probably head downstairs.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n We grab our purses, lock up, and head downstairs. Tonight is a party for Nick\u2019s arena football team. He invited us so we could hang with our sister, Sierra, I\u2019m sure.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n When we reach <\/span>Blaze<\/span>, a man in an all-black suit opens the door for us and holds out his hand, helping each of us out. We step inside and head up a beautiful staircase to the space where the party is at.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n We grab some champagne before searching out our family.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \u201cLook at all these hot men,\u201d Greta leans down and whispers in my ear.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I cover my mouth as I giggle, but then I sober up. The one and only serious boyfriend I ever had was a football player, a quarterback, and that asshole broke my heart.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Greta moves to stand in front of me. \u201cWhat\u2019s that look for?\u201d She tips her head to the side, looking closely at me.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I give her my best fake smile. \u201cNothing, just admiring the view.\u201d Yes, these men are all hot, but I have no desire to hook up with a football player. \u201cLet\u2019s go find everyone.\u201d I take a sip of my champagne and thread my arm through hers, and we walk through the crowd, looking for our family.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n The party is in full swing, and I glance around the room. There truly are hot guys everywhere. The players we\u2019ve met have been nice. Several of them have been vying for Greta\u2019s attention, but of course they would because she\u2019s a babe. I haven\u2019t decided if there are any men that I want to speak to yet. Nick calls someone named Colton over, and my stomach pitches, which is stupid because there are a lot of guys out there named Colton.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I turn toward Nick, and that\u2019s when my heart stops, and my stomach drops. Colton Winters is standing in front of me for the first time in five years. \u201cHeidi.\u201d Just hearing my name on his lips has me turning and running down the stairs.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Outside, I run down the street with Colton calling my name, but all I can hear are the words he spoke to me five years ago. <\/span>\u201cHeidi, I just don\u2019t love you anymore. This is over.\u201d <\/span>I stop, panting for breath and holding my side due to a stitch.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Colton stops in front of me, but I don\u2019t think\u2014I just react, slapping him across the face. \u201cStay away from me,\u201d I grit out. \u201cI just don\u2019t love you anymore.\u201d I throw those words back at him and flag down a cab, climbing inside when it pulls up to the curb before he can follow me.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n It\u2019s not until I\u2019m safely back in my apartment that I finally fall apart. I lock myself in my bedroom and grab a box from the back of my closet. Peeling the lid off, I feel the tears fill my eyes.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n The first picture was from our eighth-grade graduation. Colton was behind me with his arms around me\u2014both of us smiling widely at the camera. God, we were just babies, and I still had braces.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n No one thought we\u2019d last back then, but we proved them wrong, over and over, with each passing year. I wanted to marry him\u2014I wanted to have his children, and I almost did until that slipped away as well.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n In a matter of two months I lost him, and then I lost the baby I was carrying. I never told anyone about the second, and I never will. I honestly don\u2019t know what it is about us Collins women, but three of us have found ourselves at one point knocked-up and single. Well, Sierra isn\u2019t single; she may say she is, but Nick follows her around like a lovesick fool. I can\u2019t wait to see it when she realizes she loves him too.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I focus on the pictures. Shit, I took so many. Our whole relationship is in this box in the form of pictures. My favorite is one that was taken right before Colton broke up with me\u2014the night I\u2019m sure our child was conceived.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \u201cHow many people are going with you?\u201d Mom asks as I carry my sleeping bag and backpack downstairs.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I shrug. \u201cI don\u2019t know. Maybe three or four. Colton\u2019s the one who set this up.\u201d Ugh \u2026 I hate lying to my mom, but with graduation getting close, we\u2019re going to be so busy. Colton and I just want one night alone.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n We love camping, so we\u2019re going, just the two of us, for a romantic getaway, sleeping under the stars.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Mom gets close, lowering her voice. \u201cI know you\u2019re having sex, but promise me you\u2019re being careful.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I roll my eyes. \u201cI am. We are; I promise.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n My parents found out we were having sex when we were sixteen. One night when they were out, Colton was over, and things were getting very physical between us. Miles had come home to surprise us, and surprise us he did. Poor Colton got chased out of the house, naked, by my overprotective big brother.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n He, of course, called our parents, who then came home and chewed us out before calling Colton\u2019s mom and dad. There was a lot of yelling, some crying, and then talking.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Colton shows up as I reach the bottom of the stairs. He knocks and then comes right in. \u201cHey, babe.\u201d He leans down to kiss me.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n God, he is so hot, but he\u2019s so much more than that too. He\u2019s kind, loving, funny, and so freaking smart it\u2019s scary.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Bam, bam, bam\u2026 \u201cHeidi are you okay?\u201d Greta asks from outside my door, pulling me from my trip down memory lane. \u201cHoney, open the door.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \u201cG-go away, Greta. I\u2019m fine. I just want to be left alone.\u201d I sit quietly and pray that she goes away.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \u201cAre you sure?\u201d She\u2019s quiet for a minute. \u201cWas that the first time you\u2019ve seen Colton since you broke up?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n Does she mean when <\/span>he<\/span> broke up with me, shattering my heart into unfixable pieces? I don\u2019t answer her because I\u2019m afraid of what might come out of my mouth.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I can hear her sigh from the other side of the door. \u201cI\u2019ll leave you alone for now, but I love you, and I\u2019m here for you.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n I quickly grab my pillow from my bed, bury my face in it, and sob.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Title: Healed Series: Sugar and Spice, Ink Author: Evan Grace Genre: Contemporary Romance Release Date: August 12, 2021 Cover Design: Ben Ellis @ Tall Story \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I just don\u2019t love you anymore, were the last words Colton Winters said to me before he walked away and stayed gone for five years. … Continue reading #WOTR21 #NewRelease – Healed, Sugar and Spice, Ink Book #3 by Evan Grace<\/span> <\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/a><\/a><\/a><\/a><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/a><\/div>\n
When the voices in her head give it a rest, which isn\u2019t often, she can always be found with her e-reader in her hand. Some of her favorites include, Aurora Rose Reynolds, (the queen) Kristen Ashley, Kaylee Ryan, Natasha Madison, and Harper Sloan. Evan finds a lot of her inspiration in music, movies, TV shows and life.<\/span>
She’s a wife to Jim and a mom to Ethan and (the real) Evan, a weightlifter, a home healthcare scheduler, and a full-time author. How does she do it? She’ll never tell.<\/span><\/div>\n<\/a><\/a><\/a><\/a><\/a><\/a><\/a><\/a><\/div>\n<\/a><\/div>\n