Celeste has achieved everything she wanted. She always want to get out of poverty to become a famous model, and she has not only achieved that, she is a great designer and businesswoman. But her relationships with men are cold, always dating wealthy but very busy men, always claiming that she is too busy for love, but not always it was like this.
“I told you once, and I’ll tell you again,” I say, “the world revolves around money and status, and until you accept that, you’re going to keep getting your heart broken and being disappointed.” While Nick is looking for love—some non-existent soulmate to give his sappy heart to—I’m looking for a future.
Just before graduating and going to NY to fulfill her dreams, Nick, her best friend, takes her to a party where she meets Jase. Lust at first sight.
We lay together in silence for a few minutes, and then Jase murmurs, “I’ve never felt anything like this. I’ve been with my fair share of women, but I’ve never felt this connection. I know we’ve only just met, but tell me you feel it too.”
“Nobody would know if you got one here,” he states. His fingers trail down to just above the crack of my ass. “Or here.” He continues his descent along the center of my ass. Then he spreads my legs open and pushes a single finger into my pussy. “Nobody should ever see these parts of your body. They’re mine,” he growls lowly. “This body, and this pussy, is mine.” He pulls his finger out of me, and I immediately miss his touch. “It’s a little soon to be claiming me, don’t you think?” I sass. “Nope, you made it mine the moment you let me take your virginity,” he says matter-of-factly, and my cheeks flush at his words. “What are you doing to me?” he murmurs against my lips. “All my sanity flies out the window with you.” “Because you forgot to use a condom?” I ask, confused. “I never bring women back here. Not to my apartment, not to meet my family, and definitely not into my bed.”
For a week they spend the days and nights together. In such short space of time they have both fallen in love, to the point that Celeste doubts their plans and wants to include Jase in their future plans. She always dreamed marrying a rich man and has fallen in love with a tattoo artist. But when one night she goes to his home to tell him her plans, she finds a naked woman in his bed and he comes out of the bathroom with only a towel and she imagines the worst. Hurt, she packs up and leaves.
“She didn’t get away,” I snap, slamming the glass down. “She left. And she was nothing more than a fuck.” Jax’s eyes go wide, but he isn’t looking at me. He’s looking just past me. When I turn to see who, or what, he’s looking at, Celeste is standing there, frozen in place. I could be wrong, but I’m almost positive she has tears in her eyes.
10 years later they meet again on Giselle’s birthday when Giselle is going to get a tattoo at his shop. Celeste did not know that Jase had moved to NY, she gets angry and leaves the shop.
They meet again at Nick’s wedding where they end up having hot bathroom sex.
“Celeste,” he murmurs, and I open my eyes. “I didn’t sleep with her,” he repeats. “You were all I wanted.”“That night I was coming over to tell you about New York. I was going to ask you to go with me.” A huge lump fills my throat. “You were going to ask me to go?” Jase’s eyes lock with mine. “Dimples.” My nickname leaves Jase’s mouth like a prayer. “I never would’ve let you go.”
And although many things have changed in their lives ( Jase is the father of a teenager) their feelings do not, their love blossoms again. But also Celeste’s fears and insecurities.
“I’m just learning how to love Jase. I can’t be responsible for both of their hearts. I can’t fail them both.”
❤️❤️❤️the story and the characters, only Jax’s story left.
“And from the chaos of her soul flowed beauty.”