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370 pages, Paperback
First published August 28, 2012
"There was a dark side to Trace Montgomery. It should be my clue to stay away but, despite that darkness, my gut was telling me there was so much more to him than the callous, womanizing hothead that he was rumored to be -- that there was a really good man underneath.
"I'm all kinds of fucked up, Ember, and there are going to be times when I can't give you everything you deserve, like when I storm out or shutdown. My demons -- I've had them for so long that I've grown accustomed to them but when I'm with you, the demons are quiet and for the first time in my life there's peace. You're my balm, my lifeline, Ember, and everything that this fucked-up man has to give you: this body, my heart and my damaged soul, is yours. You said that for you, it's me and that's how it is for me. You, it's you, Ember."
"Despite your destructive personality, I really hope that one day you'll love someone the way that I love you, someone you are willing to fight, lose and hurt for. Whoever that very lucky woman is, I hope that she loves you just as much."
"It isn't everyday a wish comes true and you, Ember, are the answer to my wish."





'totally, completely, hopelessly'
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I was just leaving the place, coffee in one hand, pop in the other, when the door opened and in walked Trace with his beauty. Ah hell, and here I just shoved the entire birthday cake-pop into my mouth. I tried to hide in the shadows, motionless, hoping that Trace was like a t-rex and that his vision was based on movement, but when his voice spoke my name, my shoulders slumped as I turned, looking very much like a cow grazing in a pasture.
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Her words angered me, almost irrationally so, and before I knew my intention I leaned over the table so I was eye level with her.
"You're right; he's not for me because when I look at him I see so much more than a rutting stallion." At her look of outrage I turned my eyes to steely
blue ones before I added, "And if I was lucky enough to catch his attention I sure as hell wouldn't be okay with having him for only one evening." I
then placed the check on their table and walked away.
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As the song came to an end he lowered his head so his lips were right near my ear and he sang along softly.
You're beautiful. It's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face.
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I'm never going to be with you.
I removed the bandage and watched as his eyes moved to the spot I just revealed. The tattoo of the Celtic symbol for everlasting love was done in
black and gray and just under it was Trace's name in cursive. I watched him as he stood transfixed, looking at my hip, and then I offered softly, "I
knew with absolute certainty that, what I wanted, I'd want forever."
He reached for my face and lifted my gaze to his and the emotions stirring in those eyes left my breath still in my lungs.
"I'm all kinds of fucked up, Ember, and there are going to be times when I can't give you everything you deserve, like when I storm out or shutdown.
My demons -- I've had them for so long that I've grown accustomed to them but when I'm with you, the demons are quiet and for the first time in my
life there's peace. You're my balm, my lifeline, Ember, and everything that this fucked-up man has to give you: this body, my heart and my damaged
soul, is yours. You said that for you, it's me and that's how it is for me. You, it's you, Ember."
"You fucking coward. After everything, this is how
you decide to end it with me?! I love you, you miserable fuck. I saw you, not the man you want everyone to believe you are. I loved that man but you don't give a shit. You whine that everyone in your life sees you as a piece of shit yet you still push me away. I think you want to be miserable and alone. I guess the wounded sob stories get you laid, huh?! You tug on the heart-strings and get off on it."
He stiffened and his jaw clenched but I didn't care. I held his glare as I tilted my head and added, "Well, you go back to your meaningless sex, Trace. Don't let your heart get involved and continue to live a shell of an existence because you're too weak to face your past and move on. But know this; you will never be free of me. I will haunt you, too. I'll become one of your demons, Trace, because I was the one who loved you, truly, hopelessly and completely and I would have given it all to you. Remember that when you're alone and miserable; you had the real deal but you were too much of coward to hold onto it."
"You said once that you thought I used sex as a way of seeking value and maybe I did. In
the past, I didn't mind when women touched me because they were only touching my body. Never, in any of my experiences, did a woman touch
something in me that went deeper than the flesh, until you. My soul ached for you, Ember, long before we ever made love but the truly humbling part
is that your soul ached for me, too, and not just my body but all of me. Even now, you still love me when you know all the worst things about me. You
own me, Ember, body and soul and I crave your touch both inside and out."
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"A child that comes from the love we have for each other, a child that is a part of both you and me, how could I not want that?"
I reached up to touch his face. "You're healing, Trace."
"I am and it's all because of you."
"From a damaged, lost soul to having you as my wife, I will be forever grateful. I love you, Ember."
"Not damaged. Beautifully damaged, Trace. And I love you, husband."
And then he kisses me.











He really was fucked up, but I loved him. I loved him enough to stay.
“You actually believe I could feel any other way about you? You are my forever.”
“You’re not mine.”
I discovered that a body could still function when the heart was reduced to nothing but ash.
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