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535 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 22, 2011
"You're part-goof all class. Never walked in a room, any room, with a woman on my arm, any woman, who's got your looks, your style, the kinda beauty you got and the light that shines from you. So I don't get it. I don't get how a woman leads a life full of shit and comes out of it bein' part-goof and all class. That shit's impossible but there you fuckin' are. Part-goof, all class."
I felt my breath coming fast but managed to whisper, "I'm not part-goof."
"You're right. I was bein' nice. You're a total goof."
"Am not"
My Ty.The mama nickname... I just adored it!
My Ty.
Christ. Fuck.
Christ.
Two words. Just two words. Walker had no clue until that moment that two words could mean so fucking much. He'd never belonged to anyone. He'd never belonged anywhere. Never thought he wanted to.
Until he heard those two words.
‘This is is, Team Walker, you and me. We want somethin’, we find a way to get it. We hit a rough patch, we find a way to get over it. We face a challenge, we find a way to beat it. It’s good, we savor it. What I’m sayin’ is, this team is a winner. We never forget to celebrate the victories and we get a lotta those because we never admit defeat.’
"Your nightmare, mama, was my dream."This is a MUST READ for me!!!
My heart clenched.
He kept going. "Never had a home until you gave me one."
My breath started sticking.
"Never had anyone give to me the way you gave to me."
My breath stopped sticking and clogged.
"Never thought of findin' a woman who I wanted to have my baby."
Oh God.
"Never had light in my life, never, not once, I lived wild but I didn't burn bright until you shined your light on me."
"He didn't talk during sex and didn't like his pussy to do it either."
just got out of prison - fake marriage - operation plan out revenge and take down dirty racist cops
“He didn’t mind doin’ that time when doing it meant he would walk out to Lexie.”
“This is us, Team Walker, you and me. We want somethin’, we find a way to get it. We hit a rough patch, we find a way to get over it. We face a challenge, we find a way to beat it. It’s good, we savor it. What I’m sayin’ is, this team is a winner. We never forget to celebrate the victories and we get a lotta those because we never admit defeat.”
↠ The fact that a variation of this, “My woman is a goof,” sentence was uttered for what felt like a gazillion times. We’re no stranger to KA’s repetitiveness, but this one struck a nerve.
↠ There was lot more telling than showing, and the transition, “just to explain and update a few things,” was also used many times than I liked.
↠ The get the girl back moment which Ty made an effort of showing but ultimately was not enough (for me). The grovel was good, and you can say he can take a hint. On the other hand, I feel like he gave up too easily by going far as preparing divorce papers after ONE fruitless attempt to get her back.
↠ The PRANK, which was just distasteful. It was over the top and one of the oldest trick in the book but also simply CRUEL.
↠ I’ve never heard the term of endearment mama used on a significant other. I was unfamiliar with it. Though I did grow to like it. Especially the way Ty said it, ahh. *heart eyes*
↠ The action from Ty specifically was lacking. I’m rejoiced that Lexie practically saved herself during the last showdown at the end of the book, but Ty what kind of hero are you if you don’t save your girl? He didn’t make any moves and was just constantly on the phone freaking out. I guess, at least that’s something.
↠ The black representation was too on the nose. That sounds loaded, but maybe more to the point, the portrayal was stereotypical (which can probably be uncomfortable for some) or is it just me?
“You and me are getting married.”
My head jerked again even as the rest of my body froze.
Then I said shrilly, “What?”
“I need a wife, you’re her.”
“I loved him, crazy loved him,” I said quietly.
“Never pimped you?”
At his question, I turned my head to face him again then shook it.
“Miracle,” he muttered.
“Ronnie wouldn’t let anything touch me.”
“You’re wrong.”
I blinked. “What?”
“Might not have wanted your mouth around another man’s cock but he didn’t give a shit about you.”
My throat closed as what he said penetrated but I pushed past it and began, “I –”
“Didn’t give that first shit.”
“How is this getting me dirty?”
“Lexie, it comes down to it, I’ll be askin’ you to lie to cops.”
“Ty, it comes down to it, I’ll be lying to dirty cops and everyone knows a double negative is a positive.”
This anger stopped me from calling him because I worried I’d shout at him over the phone and I didn’t want to do that. I didn’t want to do that because if I did, it was easy for him to hang up. When I shouted at him, I wanted it to be hard for him to get away from what I was saying.