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258 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 24, 2017
“You were never a law follower either but I never expected you to not listen to the laws of nature. You know. Life and death and all that. Most people don’t come back from that.”
“I’m not most people.”
“That I know.”
“I was lost,” I said, breathlessly, not exactly sure what I was trying to say, although Dre seemed to understand. She gripped my arm tighter. “You were, but I found you.”I love the way Dre and Preppy found each other, saved each other… they were made for each other. Preppy is one of those unique characters that you can’t help but love. I’ve loved him in every book he’s been in, but more than anything- I loved seeing this side of him. It felt so real and raw, and not in an over the top or gritty type of way that we’re used to with TM’s books. This book felt much more emotional then some of the others in the series and I loved that about it. You gotta know it ends on a hellava cliffhanger, but no big shock there. I’ll just be over here dying waiting for the next one… no worries ;)
"I'm going to get my fucking girl."
"I have nightmares all the time. You know what's the only thing that makes them go away? You."Preppy is a hero like no other and now that he is "back," he has to learn how to live again. Although he is surrounded by the love of his friends he is missing the one person in his life that brought him peace...Dre. Dre has returned to town to tie up loose ends but with Preppy in her space once again, it is doubtful that he is going to let her go again. Or will he?
"That's it, bite me. Show me how much you want to scream."Preppy and Dre share a passionate and yet volatile relationship. When Preppy left Dre the first time, he broke her. Now that Preppy is back, he is struggling with learning how to live again. Dre is finally clean and sober and getting tangled up in Preppy might be the one thing that brings her back into her life of addiction and yet, is it possible that Preppy is the only drug that she needs to survive?
"The fullness was shredding me open on the inside in the most delicious way. Pain only led to pleasure, especially when Preppy spoke, his words fanning the flames of the fire that was already burning volcano hot."Told in dual POV, Preppy is an unforgettable character and I will truly never get enough. I found the circumstances in this installment to be more intense because I feared that Preppy and Dre might not be able to overcome the distance and pain between them. Although the primary emphasis is on Preppy and Dre, the supporting characters continue to enhance the overall story as they act as an ensemble driving the action. The intimacy between Preppy and Dre is raw, rough, and so so sexy! Out of all of the characters in this series, I believe Preppy and Dre are my favorite due to the complex relationship they share. The story arc is well developed, and although I was quite frustrated with the amount of time it took for Preppy to make things right, I recognize that he remains true to his character and does everything in his own way and in his own time!
“Samuel Clearwater, I might have needed you to take care of me once and you did. You saved my life. But I’m not that girl anymore. I can take care of myself. I can save myself if I need saving and if you need me to then I can save you too.”
Tired of wasting fucking time. Tired of not living. Tired of being fucking dead. And maybe I was just tired of being fucking tired.
Back to LIFE. Back to POSSIBILITY.
“This wasn’t going to be some sort of warm and fuzzy reunion.
No, it was a fucking relapse.”
“We motherfucking take it! ‘Cause it’s ours! It’s all fucking ours to fucking take!”
This wasn’t going to be some sort of warm and fuzzy reunion.
No, it was a fucking relapse.
There we stood, in the middle of the living room, hugging it out, each trying to hold back our tears until our need to cry outweighed our need to be the manly fucking men we were and we were no longer able to hold in the tears.
“I’m not fucking crying,” Bear sobbed.
“Me either, you fucking pussy,” I sobbed back as my old friend held me tighter and we hugged and punched each other hard on the backs until I was sure we were going to give each other bruises, and if it went on much longer, probably some broken ribs. When he finally let go of me we quickly wiped our eyes and noses on our t-shirts, because real men don’t fucking cry.
“That’s one of the reasons I’m here. In town. For closure. I’ve made so many mistakes. So freaking many.”
“Did you find it?” Preppy asked. “Your closure?”
I looked over to the dark corner and felt his eyes on me when I whispered, “Not even close.”
“I have nightmares all the time. You know what’s the only thing that makes them go away?” He placed his hand over mine. “You. You silence the world when it’s too fucking loud. You make me feel less broken.”
“Hey Doc?” he asked, searching my eyes. His laugh quieted and his smile fell.
My stomach flipped. “Yeah?”
“This time…I’m gonna keep you.”
“I don’t give two fucks what happens to me. I don’t even know who I am to care about so how the fuck am I supposed to take care of you?”
“Samuel Clearwater, I might have needed you to take care of me once and you did. You saved my life. But I’m not that girl anymore. I can take care of myself. I can save myself if I need saving and if you need me to then I can save you too.”