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311 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 7, 2014
“Stop making me want you.” The same heat from his eyes are now in his words. “Stop letting me have you.” I reply, and it seems to inflame him more.
I want to wrap her inside me where we both can pretend we’re not fucked up and lost.The problem is no matter how much Maddox opens up to Bee, she still isn’t ready to tell him about her, about her past. It’s hard to talk about to anyone. They both have that outward appearance that they’re fine, but it’s obvious neither one is.
“I’m always find too... I’ve been fine for years. But we never really are, are we?”When something traumatic happens in one of their lives, will it be the catalyst they need to bring them together and open up to one another, or will old habits die hard and emotionally distance them more?











You can pretend all you want that you've never been hurt before and that you've never lost anything, but I will continue to call bullshit. Loss is loss. It's not a contest about who's been hurt more. We all have our battles to fight."






Brutal honesty is underrated and I can see he has it, like I do. If I were a different kind of girl- the kind who believed in love- Maddox would be the guy that I'd fall for. Though I guess if I really wasn't me, he probably wouldn't be what I'd want.

Stop making me want you." The same heat from his eyes in now in his words.
"Stop letting me have you," I reply, and it seems to inflame him more.










What’s wrong with me that I can’t return the love I get? That I can’t understand it when so many people long to receive a little of it?
“It feels good… to have someone,” she whispers. “Someone who doesn’t push or expect me to be anyone I’m not. Just Bee...”
“Even though I got something I want, something I need, I still want to take out the fucking world because of everything I’ve lost.”
“You here with anyone?” His voice is low.
… “No.”
… “Do you want to leave with me?”
“We go to a hotel, not a house. And it’s only one night.”
“Isn’t that supposed to be my line?” He smirks. It’s the first time I’ve seen him do anything except scowl ... “Are you drunk?”
“No, just had the one beer.”
Maddox gives me a simple nod, then tells me the name of a hotel and says he’ll meet me there.
“It pisses me off that I want you,” he says with all the honesty in the world.
“You do pissed off well, I think. And sexy too.”
He looks down at me, strength and anger rolling off him. Not like violent anger, but frustration at the world. Like he’s given up, but not in the way that he wants people to feel sorry for him. He’s real and doesn’t paint the universe as a happy place like so many people try to.
I suddenly want to touch him. To see if the two of us coming together like we did that first night can give the world a little more of the realness that is lacks.
“Stop making me want you.” The same heat from his eyes is now in his words.
“Stop letting me have you,” I reply, and it seems to inflame him more.
“You’re kind of incredible. Has anyone told you that?” Closing down my thoughts, I focus on the muscle in my chest for the first time in forever.
“No.” Her voice is soft… sweet in a way I’ve never heard it. “It scares me that you did, only not as much as it should. That freaks me out even more.”
“It’s not like you’re the only one who’s nervous here.” Because I’m falling for her. Really fucking falling for her. I think I’ve known it for a while but it hasn’t been as real as it is right now.
“I want you, baby. Fuck the rules. Let me have you.”
… “If you want me, take me.”
No, as in the letter B. It's short for bitch.


Bee is so different from any girl I know, that even something as simple as rolling her eyes is too ordinary for her.
It’s not that I’ve slept with a ton of guys. But I’ve never been an angel either. It’s not something that has ever bothered me but I don’t want Maddox to think I sleep around. Why does it matter? There’s nothing wrong with safely enjoying my sexuality.
“It’s like you said the first night, there’s nothing wrong with a woman knowing what she wants. And I can tell you’re not the type of person to sleep with everyone you meet.”