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352 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 28, 2013
“Do you always have to see the good in everyone”
“No, I don’t have to. I choose to.”
"I realized that our past never leaves us. We might think we've left it behind, but that's when it sneaks up and beats the hell out of you. Our past is always a part of us..."
“I don’t want her to know. I don’t want her to be a part of it. I don’t want her near it. I want her as far away from the poison flowing through me as I can keep her.”Jesse has always been there for Rowen. Been her calm, her constant, her strength. Now its time for her to return the favor.
Sometimes the only way we can protect the ones we love is to protect them from ourselves.Even though it killed me to learn about Jesse’s past, I was glad it was out there. This perfect man is a little broken as well.
“I always knew I would be the one responsible for tearing us apart because that’s what I did and that’s what I was good at. No matter how hard I tried to be something else, something better, I couldn’t keep the destructive part of me fully contained.”Jesse isn’t the savior any more. He is the man that needs saved.
"I don't know much about these kinds of things, but it seems like you don't fall out of love with someone because of their fuck ups. It seems like if you really love someone, you love them in spite of their fuck ups."Overall, this was a great sequel. Very much enjoyed the story and the ending was fantastic. Love Jesse and Rowen together! I really enjoy Nicole Williams writing and her characters are amazing. Cowboys aren’t usually my thing, but she makes me cowboy crazy!!! 4.5 stars!
“So you messed up. Big time. So you messed up big time. We all do. It’s time to start practicing what you preach and forgive yourself. If any guy deserves a second chance, it’s you, Jess.”
“Thats what I would have done. I’d keep the truth from someone if I thought it would save them some pain.”
“For you, I’m a weak, weak man. I’m so weak for you that you could break me with one word. You could end me with one look. You could ruin me with one touch.”
“Loving someone as much as I did Jesse meant the darkness of the world seemed so black I never wanted to walk out the front door. Around every corner was some terror threatening to take away what I held most dear.”
“I always knew I would be the one responsible for tearing us apart because that’s what I did and that’s what I was good at. No matter how hard I tried to be something else, something better, I couldn’t keep the destructive part of me fully contained.”
“I don’t want her to know. I don’t want her to be a part of it. I don’t want her near it. I want her as far away from the poison flowing through me as I can keep her.”
“A woman like her was every man’s dream. A woman who couldn’t be shaken and would stand shoulder to shoulder in the face of a storm. I’d found that kind of woman and, beyond all belief, she loved me. And I had to let her go.”
“When Jesse and I were close enough to share the same breath, confusion and uncertainty were distant memories.”
“She’s managed to bust free from the weight of her past to get on with her life. She’d grown, evolved, and was setting the world on fire. I, on the other hand, was digressing, shrinking, and setting myself on fire.”
“Our priorities aren’t what we say they are. They’re what we show they are.”














"Sometimes love was about compromise, and sometimes it was about sacrifice. Most times, it was a little of both."
"I ached -- a deep, throbbing pain -- whenever we were apart."
"Did Jesse and I make sense on paper? Probably not. Were Jesse and I about as different as two people could get? Probably. Was I worried? Hell to the no. What bound us together couldn't be seen or put into words. It was invisible. No word had been created for it. Fate, destiny, true love, soul mates were glorified, commercial terms that fell flat. I ascribed few words to what we shared, but one word I could, one word I felt the moment his fingers laced through mine, and that was... eternal."
"Let me get it on record that I am -- one hundred and twenty percent of the time -- putty in Rowen Sterling's hands. No matter what she does, or what facial expression she makes or what words she chooses, my steady state around her is putty, pliable, gooey putty. I never thought I'd be so damn happy to be a glorified form of Play-Doh in a girl's hands."
"I simply couldn't admit all that I was struggling with: the ghosts of my past, my fears of one day not being enough for Rowen -- would she outgrow me? ... insecurity, after insecurity, fear after fear. The obstacles were so thick around me, I hadn't been able to move -- to breathe -- in weeks. Nothing came easy anymore. Everything was a struggle."
“A woman like her was every man’s dream. A woman who couldn’t be shaken and would stand shoulder to shoulder in the face of a storm. I’d found that kind of woman and, beyond all belief, she loved me. And I had to let her go.”
"You don't fall out of love with someone because of their fuck ups. It seems like if you really love someone, you love them in spite of their fuck ups."
"Win, lose, on top of the world, or at rock bottom... I'm with you, Rowen Sterling. To the very end."
"No se mucho de estas cosas, pero creo que cuando amas a alguien por encima de todo, lo amas hasta con sus meteduras de pata."




"Oh, tu debes de ser la Rowen de la que Jesse habla a todas horas."
"Esa soy yo, y no se nada de ti porque Jesse nunca me hablo de ti."
"Meeeow", soltó Garth y trató de ocultar una sonrisa.






