Looking for a debut novel with emotion that packs a punch? Check out At This Moment by Karen Cimms. You can learn more about this book, read Tina’s Thoughts and an excerpt from the book, and celebrate the blog tour by entering the giveaway!
At This Moment
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There are some books that leave you feeling conflicted. Not in a bad way but you feel so much and you hate it but love it and feel what you read. At This Moment is one of those stories. Karen does a fantastic job on her debut novel, sharing a story of love, heartache, despair, hope, family, and choice. You get it all, the full gambit of human emotions, which swings from the sweetest and most passionate moments to one of anger and hurt. Kate and Billy are both full of life. These two are drawn to one another and become connected in so many ways. It was intriguing to watch their story unfold. This book does not shy away from the ugliness of a young relationship. There are moment of anguish and grief. There are past hurts and wounds that affect the decisions they both make and the choices that hurt each other. But despite the hurt, they seem to find their way back to one another and choose the love and hope they find in one another. This book deals with some heavy issues but presents everything in such a way that it is not overly angsty. Sure, I would roll my eyes and want to slap Billy to kingdom come from time to time but the emotion and drama works beautifully with the characters that are written. This book is like a journey, one you will get sucked so deeply into. If this is a debut novel, you can bet I am intrigued to see what comes next!
After they pulled into the parking lot behind their apartment, he turned off the van and sat drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. She waited until he got out, then followed, expecting to help carry his bags.
“I got it,” he snapped.
“Fine.” It was her turn to get angry. She’d only agreed to do this video because of him. Plus it was his idea—or Christa’s, the little blond weasel—that no one know they were a couple. It wasn’t her fault she caused a stir. Not totally.
She bolted ahead, letting the door slam shut as he approached, and stomped up the stairs and down the hall to their apartment. Throwing her bag on the couch, she went into the bathroom to take off her makeup.
When she came out, Billy was sitting on the bed.
“You think you’re pretty funny, don’t you?”
“Me? I think I’m hilarious.”
As she stormed past him, Billy grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into his lap, locking his arms around her. She sat stiffly, staring straight ahead, her jaw tight, not willing to look at him.
“I’m sorry,” he said finally, pressing his forehead into her shoulder. “I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at me.”
“That makes two of us.”
“I’m an idiot. I shouldn’t have talked you into this, and I shouldn’t have agreed to keep you a secret.”
“Are you saying that because you didn’t like Bailey hitting on me or the other guys looking at me?”
“I didn’t like any of it. I also didn’t like you having to walk in without me and leave without me, even with Joey—who hates me, by the way.”
“He doesn’t hate you.”
He snorted. “I’ll call Christa tomorrow. Tell her we’re not doing this.”
“The video?”
“No. That we have to do. But I’m not making believe we’re not a couple. I don’t see the need for it. I’m not in this for the women. I’m a musician, not a gigolo.”
“You don’t want to be both?”
He shook his head.
“Aww,” she purred. “Too bad.”
He looked up, surprised. “What does that mean?”
“You’ll see.”
