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241 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 10, 2013


„You have no idea what you looked like up there. With your hair put up and a few curls dangling down on your shoulder.” Reaching out, Hemi fingers the strands that still rest there. “Your lips so red and kissable.” His eyes rise to my mouth. I have the sudden urge to moisten my lips. “And your breasts, so round and firm. Oh, God!” he groans, “I’ve never wanted to touch somebody so bad in all my life. Not one person. Ever. My tongue tingled just thinking about sucking one of those pink little nipples into my mouth. And when you looked up at me, I could see it in your eyes. You were wishing the same thing. You were wishing I was touching you.” His voice is low and thick, hypnotic. It oozes over my skin like molasses. “Tell me you were wishing I was touching you.”



‘I nod. “That’s fine. I understand.”
“Still worth it?”
I nod again. The butterflies are more significant than what I’ve told anyone else, so I can honestly say that the pain is worth it for me. “Yes,” I answer.
Hemi’s eyes delve deep into mine, like he’s trying to see where the butterflies live, where they were born and what they’ve been through. After a few seconds, he says simply, enigmatically, “The important ones always are.”’

‘But a girl like her deserves nice, too. And naughty’s all I’ve got. It’s all I’m interested in. Especially now. Which means I need to stay away from her. I need to deny myself the pleasure of her. And I’m not used to denying myself anything that I want. Including women.
Sloane might have to be the first.
And I like it even less than I thought I would.’

‘I love this feeling. All these feelings. Most of all, I love being with Hemi. Touching him and being touched by him. I love the anticipation that’s building between us. I love that he’s watching over me, that he’s showing me some fun in a not-so-fun time. I love that he tried to stay away from me and couldn’t, that he’s not even trying anymore. And that he admitted it. I love everything about him and this night.’
“When you’ve got a lot of regret to look back on, a short life can seem like an eternity in hell.”
“He’s a man. He thinks with his dick. As long as you keep that in mind, you’re golden.”
“You should put that on a mug.”
“I know. I’m like a modern day Confucius.”
“If Confucius was full of random wisdom involving penises.”
“How do you know he wasn’t?”
“You make a good point.”
“It’s addictive, having something that no one else has touched. It made me want more. I didn’t just want to have you. I wanted to possess you. I wanted to make you mine, to mark you so deeply that you could never be anyone else’s. I want you, Sloane,” I confess, reaching out to stroke her satiny cheek with the back of my index finger. “I always have. But it’s not enough. It’s not enough just to have you once or twice, or for a little while. I want you to be mine. Forever. Because I love you even more than I want you. And I never want to let you go. Never.”



♫Fly
Open up the part of you that wants to hide away
You can shine,
Forget about the reasons why you can't in life,
And start to try,
Fly
Forget about the reasons why you can't in life,
And start to try, cause it's your time,
Time to fly♫

While I felt the connection between the two main characters is amazing, I didn't really feel like that between them and any other character. It seemed like the secondary characters just took second fiddle to them, almost as if we weren't suppose to like them. It made the ending and everything to do with "all the pretty lies" come off as unconvincing.
⇝Sex Factor⇜ Yes, but it's not overdone though.
“He smiles and, for a second, it’s like my soul connects with his in a way that transcends words.”
“I know I’ll hate myself for this tomorrow, but I have to have a taste of you, Sloane. I can’t deny myself for one minute. Let me show you what I was thinking when I saw you lying up there. Let me show you what it feels like when a man stops fighting.”