Sewing Our Seams

Sewing Our Seams

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 19, 2021
Avery has been anything but lucky. When she moves from New York to Alabama to be with her Grandfather during hard time she realizes a lot about herself that she never knew. Avery is smart, intelligent, and usually a lone wolf but will the country change this city girl? Or maybe Liam will? or possibly ... Tyler? ****************************** "Like I would ever trust you? I barley know you and you already don't seem very trustworthy." I scoffed. I didn't want to be rude but he already seemed like a dick, and with him working here on the farm I was going to have to get used to seeing him around. He leaned in close, I backed up until my back touched the side of the truck him following my every move. His whisper made me want to melt. "Well trust me when I say, guys aren't really into granny panties... princess" He smiled and turned back to the house, holding Binks on his shoulders and my bags in his hand, whistling. *WARNING* *MATURE LANGUAGE & EVENTS*
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********************************************** I stand up, not being able to handle this, "You're telling me, we're moving to some hick town in the middle of hell, two months into my senior year of high school?" My voice getting louder, "What kind of nightmare is this? You're joking right?" I stop pacing and turn to my parents. "This is all a joke. Mom would never leave this," I motion around me, "New York, none the less." Mom nods, "We're moving to Eatonton, Georgia and that's final." ********************************************** Trade in your Coach purse for some Mossy Oak, Your BMW for a pickup truck, Your high heels for some cowgirl boots and Your high class man for a good 'ol country boy. Trust me Princess....You'll love it. ********************************************** This book is a walking cliche but I hope you will join me in this wild journey of city meeting country. ********************************************** Inspired by Luke Bryan's song "Move"

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