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248 pages, Paperback
First published December 1, 2014
“What do you want from me?”
“I want you. I’m drowning in you, Alexis. I know I’m not supposed to, but it’s too late and I can’t stop it. I need to know that we won’t go back to being strangers after a few more nights together.”
You're the boss ... in the office. But out of the office, all bets are off.
"If there was a proposition on the table, it would be for a single, one-time thing."Leo (the blue-eyed sex god) is fairly new to the company and he knows that Alexis is someone special the first time he laid eyes on her. He doesn't plan on getting into her pants, but he definitely doesn't hold back in his fantasies. Resisting Alexis's charms seem futile when his body is screaming and craving for her.
"One time? That's all?
"That's all I need."
Do I want Alexis? Fuck yes I do. I could take her right here, right now. But what I want more than Alexis is my job... The part of me that sirs in my pants may want Alexis, but it doesn't get a say in the latter. It stays in my pants until I tell it otherwise.Giving into the lust proves to be the best thing yet. Propositions and reservations at hotels are made.
Every day I hear his voice in my head...Such perfect, incredible words, I almost relish in the sound of them before I remember that I didn't reciprocate them. And that I don't intend to.Wtf? How is Leo in love with this delusional woman who is supposed to be "smart". She didn't give him the benefit of the doubt and even when she was criticizing Douchebag, she's JUST LIKE HIM. Ugh. The drama had me like
I wore the big white dress and rode off with Prince Chrming. But then Charming changed his mind.She's not in love with him anymore, but for sure, she does hate him so much for having been able to move on, while she now appears as a stuck up, prissy boss who intimidates her blind dates and employees, except for one hunk, Leo, her new Engineering Director, who sends her heated glances that make her feel nervous and giddy every now and then... and Leo seems like the perfect itch scratcher.
She will develop unrequited feelings, eventually become bitter toward me, and make my life hell. That's the natural cycle of these things. I've see it too many times to question its existence.But you know, no matter how many times you try to deny and reject an attraction, the tension is always over the top.
Fuck. Bitterness. Hell.
We don't acknowledge it with words but our gazes dance in the air between us, passing secret notes back and forth and no one else in the room seems to notice.I have so much mixed feelings for this book, but majority flows to the positive. When was the last time I've actually read a book where the woman is a dominating creature, where she holds the reigns in and out of the relationship, intentionally or unconsciously? I don't remember. But this book nails it. Alexis Stone is the dream woman -- minus the terrible emotional package -- but nonetheless, she is someone I would bow down to. And not only do we have a dominating woman in the form of Alexis Stone, we've also got the perfect male counterpart to her highness, which doesn't seem quite obvious in some points in the book, but in the very end, he's the king, absolutely ready to bow down to his queen. Now, that's what I call equality.
We become fools that think love, in and of itself, is enough to fix broken things, broken people.I had known this quote was overly familiar, and I felt at ease when I read the author's acknowledgments where she mentioned being inspired by my two favorite poets ever, Christopher Poindexter and R.M. Drake; and the quote above hails from this beautiful masterpiece.
"And in the end, we were all just humans... Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness." -- Christopher PoindexterAnd no, it's not an F. Scott Fitzgerald quote, despite what everyone else is saying.
All I needed, more that anything, was for someone to convince me that love is worth the risk. We are built for love. We are hard-wired for the experience. And if we don't risk losing ourselves in it, we risk never finding ourselves at all.