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Contents ( 49)
  1. PLAYLIST
  2. CONTENT NOTE
  3. CONTENTS
  4. WINTER
  5. WINTER
  6. WINTER
  7. ALECK
  8. WINTER
  9. ALECK
  10. WINTER
  11. ALECK
  12. ALECK
  13. WINTER
  14. WINTER
  15. WINTER
  16. ALECK
  17. ALECK
  18. WINTER
  19. WINTER
  20. ALECK
  21. WINTER
  22. ALECK
  23. ALECK
  24. WINTER
  25. WINTER
  26. ALECK
  27. ALECK
  28. WINTER
  29. WINTER
  30. WINTER
  31. ALECK
  32. WINTER
  33. WINTER
  34. WINTER
  35. FOUR WEEKS LATER…
  36. WINTER
  37. ALECK
  38. WINTER
  39. ONE WEEK LATER…
  40. WINTER
  41. WINTER
  42. ONE WEEK LATER…
  43. EPILOGUE
  44. ALECK
  45. TEN MONTHS LATER…
  46. ALSO BY J.L. KENNA
  47. THANK YOU!
  48. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  49. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Her words melt into me like rays from the sun. This woman, the woman that makes my heart race, and my mind wander to her no matter where I am or what I’m doing, is madly and deeply in love with me.

And I’m madly and deeply in love with her.

“Fine, no babies in you…” I climb on top of her, her legs opening wide to let me in. “Your tits then. I’ll put babies on your tits.”

She laughs and the sound shifts everything around us until I feel my life click into place. From the instant she agreed to be mine, I’ve felt that click in all of our moments. It’s a funny thing, having more love inside you than you know what to do with. A love so intensely deep and profound, it changes the way you see colors, hear sounds, and feel—both inside and out.

My mother said I would never have love, that it didn’t exist. But that was only true for her. What I didn’t understand then, what I wholly feel in every crease of my fiber now, is that love only exists when you meet the person who’s meant to evoke it in you.

Love exists. Like the trees exist. And hunger and the stars exist. It’s a palpable thing that both adds weight in your heart and makes you weightless equally. It’s a watercolor of emotions and moments and experiences that are waiting for you if you just open up to it.

I didn’t get it then. I was too stuck, too damaged to let myself feel it.

Then I found Winter Sommers, the woman with two seasons for a name.

Love fucking exists. I get it now.

THE END.

ALSO BY J.L. KENNA

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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

First and foremost, to my husband, my biggest fan; and my amazing kids, E&B—your unconditional love and unlimited support is the most important piece of this puzzle. Without it, I couldn’t do any of this. Your sacrifice means the most.

To my team of PAs—Jasmine “Jazzy Jeff” PA & Chanel Johnson PA (Two Southern Smuts Author Services), and Chelsea PA & Dee PA (Smutty Mama PA Services), you four are my legs. And my brain. And my reminder to work when I get distracted from work, because Jasmine will yell at me and put me on blast publicly. You four truly are a dream team and I’m grateful for every single thing you do for me. Love you, ladies!