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332 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 14, 2013
I was torn. David was a plastic surgeon. In my eyes, that barely made him human, but he was still a doctor, and regardless of anything else, Ash was still really sick.
The office was plush with its leather couch and expensive artwork, tucked away in the surgical wing of an exclusive, private hospital. It was how the other half of the medical profession lived-plastic surgeons hidden away from the masses. What was I doing here? What the fuck did David know about people? I knew for a fact that David wasn't reconstructing burn victims or patching up war vets. Nah, it was all about vanity. Meg's weird-looking nose was his own fucking work.





"For the first time in my life, home was where my heart was, and I'd left my heart in Chicago."



I love you, fucker.
He changed everything about me. He was like an addiction, an all consuming habit of the best kind. I wanted him in every way possible, whenever and wherever I could have him.
In a world where I seemed to be ruled by shit I didn’t understand, the rare moments I spent with Pete were the only respite I knew.
My memory of how incredible he was when he really let go had clearly faded, because this blew my mind. I’d only ever felt that way for him. Fucker made me forget my own name.
Somehow, I’d gone from being connected to him in the most intimate way possible to feeling he was more detached form me than he’d been for a long time.
• I rolled my eyes. It was ironic, really. Life was hard, really hard sometimes, but hooking up with chicks was easy… safe, almost. Only problem was, they were predictable: predictable and boring. I knew the woman’s next move almost before she’d decided to make it.
• Pete laughed, tossed the bag aside, and leaned back on the couch. “Women are all the same.”
• I peered over Joe’s shoulder at the girl who stood next to the brunette. She didn’t look that hot to me, all cleavage and makeup. She was the kind of girl who gave you a nasty surprise in the morning, and I said so.

And a man couldn’t fake an orgasm—with a chick you could never be sure if she was really into it, and that gave me a complex I didn’t need.

David was a plastic surgeon. In my eyes, that barely made him human




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"I rolled my eyes. It was ironic, really. Life was hard, really hard sometimes, but hooking up with chicks was easy… safe, almost. Only problem was, they were predictable: predictable and boring. I knew the woman’s next move almost before she’d decided to make it."
"A woman’s breasts were a wonderful thing, but they had nothing on the chiseled planes of Ash’s chest. And a man couldn’t fake an orgasm—with a chick you could never be sure if she was really into it, and that gave me a complex I didn’t need."
"David was a plastic surgeon. In my eyes, that barely made him human, but he was still a doctor."
, a very promising start to a new series.
AND what he'd yet to discover about his past. I could have kissed Pete sometimes
and then throttled him at others
...he was very protective of Ash most of the time, but even I knew something dreadful had happened when a certain newspaper was brought home, and Pete just couldn't see it
!! As usual, I'm not giving much of the story away, but I did find it lagged a little in the middle and it was a little hard to believe that , Ash's friends were wonderful, so supportive, and I loved Pete's mum Maggie to bits, and his fellow paramedic Mick!! I'll definitely be following the rest of the series, in fact 'Marked' is next up on the kindle.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>