We fell in love in a lightning strike, a sudden anomaly in a sea of lost people.
He knew right away, yet I was hesitant. I could have never prepared myself for a love like ours.
No one could.
As a child, I had conjured an amazing story in my mind. It was a story I could retell about a man that would move me like no other; a story about the way we met and how he had swept me off my feet. But, the ending to that fairytale was so far from the reality.
No one will want to hear that story now, but for Grant, I will always tell it.
***Explicit Sex and Language. Not for those who are not fans of spontaneous love affairs.
The Mind is part of The Reluctant
Romantics Series. I highly recommend
reading The Fall first. We first met
Grant and Rose in The Fall and it was also when I fell in love with them and their
love story. The Mind is their beautiful
yet completely heart breaking story.
From the first moment he saw Rose
he knew that she was the one. He knew
that one day she would be his wife. Their
story was definitely an insta-love romance which you knew going in if you read
The Fall. But for me personally it did
not feel like the “two people meet, jump each other’s bones and confess their love
to each other in the morning” type of insta love. For me it felt more real than that. Grant just knew in his gut and in his heart
that she was the one. And he would do
whatever it took to prove that to Rose.
But he wasn’t about rushing it either.
He wanted to take his time, get to know her and give her time to see
what he saw.
Rose on the other hand was a little
more hesitant. She thought this guy must
be crazy but at the same time she felt the pull towards him and she didn’t want
to let go. Grant Foster did something to
her that she could not explain. He was
not about to give up on Rose and would do everything to make her see that they
were meant to be and are perfect together.
Rose eventually broke down and realized that she did love Grant and that
he is everything she has ever dreamed of.
He is the fairy tale coming true.
But unfortunately not all fairy tales end the way that they are supposed
to. Life sometimes throws you a
curveball making your beautiful love story turn into a heart breaking one.
I read The Fall so I knew exactly
how their story ended. But truthfully no
matter how much I mentally prepared myself for it, I still wasn’t ready for that
moment. When it came, oh I cried and
cursed Ms. Stewart for putting me through this.
All though I knew what happened going it still hurt so much as if I was finding
it out for the first time. But it was
still all worth it because Grant and Rose had such a beautiful love story. Their love just felt magical in a
way. Not really sure how to describe
it. But Grant was just a beautiful man
inside and out. Grant loved Rose so
much and you could see it. He was
different with her I think. You saw a
vulnerable side when with her which I think he didn’t show with anyone else. And
I loved that we got to see his background story which explained so much.
Kate Stewart did an amazing job
with this story. I felt it all with this
one. It made me fall in love with these
characters even more. The laughs, the
smiles, the tears and the heartbreak was all worth it, because it’s the books
that make you feel everything that are the ones worth reading. I cannot wait for the next one in this
series.
When I started school, I’d decided that love could wait. Well, after my one and only boyfriend threw me away for someone that looked more like the girl I’d taken a seat next to. I envied girls like that, so well put together at all times: the right clothes, the right shoes, perfect hair and skin tone, no matter the weather. I, however, was a hot mess and had been since I was a kid. Growing up, I had absolutely no interest in playing Barbie’s with my sister when I could be swinging from trees. When we were younger, Dallas used to come in from playing to show our parents she hadn’t gotten her clothes dirty, while I, to my mother’s absolute horror, brought in anything that crawled or hopped. As I watched the girl next to me play with her perfectly painted nails, I swore to myself that one day I would make time for things like that. I would become a better, more alluring version of myself.
Yeah, right.
School came first, love would have to wait, and my father agreed wholeheartedly. My mother, on the other hand, had told me “The whole world would not make a damn bit of sense until I fell in love.” I’d already tried that and had barely made it out alive. My parents were a pair of romantics. While I did subscribe to their brand of thought, right now was not the time.
Curiosity got the best of me and I turned to my left, although I had sworn to myself I wouldn’t, and felt the prick of a tingle start from my scalp then down my back as I found his eyes on me.
Turning my attention back to the lecture, I cursed my stupid curiosity. Why was he still looking at me?
When we were dismissed, I stood up to make my way to my apartment to read what I could to prep for my next lab, but was stopped short at the door by the same man that had already taken up too much of my imagination. I pushed past him for the second time but was stopped in the corridor when he addressed me.
“You.” It was a statement from him, not a question. I turned to look at him, utterly confused.
“Me?” I noticed his girlfriend eyeing our exchange as she continued to talk to her friends.
“What’s your name?”
“Rose.”
“Rose,” he mimicked, his eyes still intent on mine. He stood with his hands in the pockets of his jeans as he continued to stare. I finally broke our gaze. He smiled at the ground for a moment then looked at me again. “Okay.” His smile was breathtaking. It was boyishly handsome on a face that screamed all man. I was supposed to be doing something. What was I doing? He had my full attention. I couldn’t tear my eyes away. He was quite a bit taller than I was and had a broad chest that was torturing his pale blue t-shirt. He didn’t belong in my class. He didn’t belong in this school, and it was too easy to tell. He had a deep tan and looked to be a bit of a roughneck. We stared at each other for a full minute as I tried desperately to take all of him in, but he had too much body for me to compartmentalize. Between the bulges in his arms, his broad chest, and an ass I was straining to get a glimpse of, I concluded he looked like Tarzan in modern day clothing. If I kept my appraisal of him going on any longer, I felt I would start spouting off things like: “You Tarzan, me Jane, and me want to swing.”
“Okay, Rose,” he said, interrupting my inner dialogue and daydream. Damn him! We were almost happy living in the trees. It was obvious he had something on his mind.
“Is there a conversation I’m having with you that I don’t know about?” I asked in a hushed tone.
“Yes, Rose, there is.” I was graced with another smile— oh, God, a dimple— then, “I’ll see you around.”
“Well... who are you?” He looked back at me with a confidence I’d only seen a few men carry, namely my father.
“I’m the man that’s going to marry you.” I snorted, quite unattractively, as my reply. Then he caught my gaze again, imploring me to believe him. “I’m the man that you are going to marry.”
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Kate Stewart, a native of Dallas, now resides in Charleston, S.C. She moved to the city three weeks after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, declaring the city her creative muse. Since her move in 2010, she has published two novels, the third coming July 2015. She lives with her husband of 8 years, Nick who is featured on the cover of the novel, TITAN.
Her other novels include Room 212, Never Me, and Loving the White Liar which are all available now.
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