Waiting on Wesley by Dixie Rae

Title: Waiting on Wesley
Author: Dixie Rae
Release Date: Jan 6, 2016
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In the small town of Bailey, country music, motorcycles, and reckless teenagers

are the norm. Fallon Davis and Wesley Jones are no exception. That is, until Wesley disappears from

Fallon’s life when she needs him the most.

After losing everything important in her life, Fallon replaces her love for Wesley with

hatred. Fifteen years later, Fallon has quit waiting on Wesley. She is ready to focus on her life,

career, and friends at Backwoods until the unthinkable happens. Wesley rides back into town, and he

quickly realizes Fallon wants nothing to do with him, but will he take no for an answer?

Will Wesley be able to win over Fallon, or will the memories of their past be too much for their future to


“What can I get y’all boys?” I ask sweetly, still

avoiding his eyes.

“We’ll take a round of SoCo for starters,” the chunky one

states with a wink.

“Five SoCos, comin’ right up,” I say as I go to grab the shot

glasses. Then I hear his raspy voice, and my body betrays me. Stop it! Don’t do that! Everything

within my body comes alive with the sound of his voice.

“That’s four shots and a Coke,” Wesley states. I turn on my

heels quickly.

“Coke? Are you sure?” I question, and he nods in agreement.

“You want it in a shot glass, too?” I ask like the smart ass I’ve become over the


With a husky laugh, he answers, “Whatever you want to do,

Pumpkin.” I stiffen at the name, but don’t turn around. I haven’t been called that

since the day he rode away. After gathering myself together, I pour him a shot of Coke into a glass. He

smiles when I place it in front of him.

“Come on, Pumpkin. Pour yourself one. I think me rollin’ back into

town calls for a toast.” I roll my eyes, and then Paige hands me a shot glass of Coke. Raising my

glass, I put one hand on my hip and wait for his toast. “Here’s to us, Pumpkin. Past,

present, and future.” I clink my glass and when it touches my lips, I quickly realize it’s not

Coke, but rather sweet cinnamon that burns the entire way down. I’m thankful to have Paige to

count on when I need it most. Slamming down my shot glass when I finish, I turn and walk out of the bar

and into the back room, holding myself together until I’m alone.

Dixie Rae is a small town girl living her dream as an author.  When

she’s not writing, she indulges in guacamole, listening to Brantley Gilbert, and drinking a cold




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