Praise for Katie McGarry bestselling author of
PUSHING THE LIMITS
âThe love story of the yearâ âTeen Now
âA real page-turnerâ âMizz
âA romance with a differenceâ âBliss
âMcGarry details the sexy highs, the devastating lows and the real work it takes to build true love.â
âJennifer Echols
âA riveting and emotional rideâ
âSimone Elkeles
âHighly recommend to fans of hard-hitting, edgy, contemporary and to anyone who loves a smouldering, sexy, consuming love story to boot!â
âJess Hearts Books blog
âMcGarry is definitely a YA author to keep an eye out for.â
âChooseYA blog
Also available PUSHING THE LIMITS CROSSING THE LINE (eBook novella) DARE YOU TO CRASH INTO YOU TAKE ME ON
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KATIE McGARRY
was a teenager during the age of grunge and boy bands and remembers those years as the best and worst of her life. She is a lover of music, happy endings and reality television and is a secret University of Kentucky basketball fan. She is also the author of Pushing the Limits, Dare You To, Crash Into You, Take Me On and the novella Crossing the Line.
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Acknowledgments
To God: NIV Isaiah 43:18âForget the former things; do not dwell on the past.
For Dave: Because real love means walking hand in hand even during the rough times and during the questions that feel impossible to answer. There is no other person on earth Iâd rather have by my side in those difficult moments, as you forever bring me hope.
Thank you toâ¦
Kevan LyonâThis journey would be close to impossible without you. Thank you just doesnât feel like enough.
Margo LipschultzâI have loved Echo and Noah from the moment they appeared on the page, and I wasnât sure anyone else could love them as much as I do until I met you. Thank you for all your faith in me and in them.
For everyone at Mira Ink who has helped me with this book and the others in this series. I am honored to have such an amazing team surrounding my books.
Angela Annalaro-MurphyâI am truly blessed to have you as a friend, a best friendâ¦a sister.
To Kristen Simmons and Colette BallardâOne of the best parts of this journey has been meeting the two of you. Thank you for your fantastic friendship. I love you both!
Kelly Creagh, Bethany Griffin, Kurt Hampe, Bill Wolfe and the Louisville Romance Writers: Thank you for your continued love and support!
To my readers: Echo and Noahâs continuing story is possible because of your support. You have no idea how much I appreciate you all!
As always, to my parents, my sister, my Mount Washington family and my entire in-law familyâI love you.
Noah
Echo shifts, and the cold rush of air against my skin causes my eyes to flash open. The Colorado State Park Ranger for the Great Sand Dunes wasnât kidding when he said temperatures drop overnight. I stretch the muscles in my back then turn onto my side in order to touch Echo again. My palm melts into the curve of her waist.
Sheâs curled in with her back to me, and sheâs tugged the blanket tight to her neck. Her tank top no longer provides protection against the elements. Last night was hot, in more ways than I can count, and the cover wasnât required for any of our activitiesâneither for the sleeping nor the kissing. Without a doubt, this has been the best damned summer of my life.
Outside the tent, birds chirp, and off in the distance an engine sputters to life. Gravel cracks as a car leaves the campground. Echo releases a contented sigh. Sheâs gorgeous in her sleep. Her red curls flow over her shoulder, and a few strands cover her face.
Weâve got one week before we have to return to Kentucky. College orientation is starting, and my place of employment, the Malt and Burger, will reopen after being closed for renovations. Iâll no longer be a burger-flipper. Instead, Iâve entered management, where Iâll be teaching other assholes how to flip burgers. Whoâd have thought Iâd be the responsible type?
My hand wades through the mess of clothes near Echoâs head, and I dig out my cell. Seven in the morning.
Good and damn.
GoodâEcho slept through the night again without a nightmare and damn, she needs to wake up. Iâve got a promise to keep to a nine-year-old.
I lean down and press my lips to Echoâs shoulder while my finger teases the strap of her tank. A disgruntled groan slips from her throat, and I chuckle as she halfheartedly swats at my hand. âGo away. Iâm sleeping.â