Postcards from America (Postcards from Paris Book 2)
Paris has never been home, not this stuffy mansion, not Father, nor my American mother- Rochelle. I may be the heir to his fortune, but I hate I'm expected to already be grown and responsible. Tomorrow I turn eighteen, and I discovered a secret. Marceau isn't my real father. My life is a lie. My real father is in America, and he used to write me postcards. Why did they keep this from me?
Things were never the same after Dad died in the war, even though I was almost to young to remember. I guess mom saw too much of him in me, even though I'm adopted. I'm a pilot like him, and I've never felt more at home than soaring through the clouds at 20,000 feet. A move halfway across my world, and a new college is just what the doctor ordered. Life is great with Uncle Elijah, until Elise shows up with her Frenchitude. I don't know if I like her… yet.
He loves and wants me. He thought he was doing what was best, staying away. Will my newfound freedom come at a cost when I fall for my cousin? Is America my forever home?