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300 pages, Paperback
First published February 4, 2015

“It’s an odd bond. I’m fighting to give her and my brother life, while she’s fighting to help me let go. Somehow we’ve become tethered to one another, even though we both know our time is limited.”
“You can see me?” I shake my head in disbelief.
She clenches her eyes closed and groans. “You’re dead.” It’s not a question, but more of a statement…
“You can really see me?” I ask again, convinced I’m going mad.
“Dead and stupid,” she mumbles. “Obviously I can see and hear you.”
“Would you dance with me tonight if you could?”
His brows rise, surprised by my question. Standing, he looks down at me, his expression serious. “Every fucking song.”





"This isn’t a life—it’s a nightmare. A never-ending torment of death and servitude. And the pain has become too much to bear."
“It’s only been two days since I found her on the bridge and already I feel tied to her, like she’s a part of me.”

“How do I save him, and let you go at the same time? How do I do that?”
“...and I know I love her because letting her go will be one of the hardest things I’ll ever have to do, but I’ll do it gladly knowing she’s safe and happy.”
“Charlotte . . . I want you. All of you. The good, the bad, and the ugly. I love you.”




It made me laugh.
It made me think and re-think.
It made me dream.
It made me sad.
It made me hopeful and yes,
It made me cry.
"The brothers are so different, polar opposites in fact, that I find myself drawn to each one for different reasons. One is so strong and responsible; so much so, not even death can keep him from taking care of those he loves. The other, broken and lost, wishing time could rewind on one hand, but using any method necessary to forget time on the other.
In Ike, I crave his warmth and good heart. In George, I crave his likeness, the understanding we share."
“How the hell did you cut your ass, but not your hands or knees?”
“I’m talented in the arts of clumsiness. I’m a sensei, really,” she retorts and he chuckles.
“I think you’re going to have to pull these down, Charlotte.”
“No fucking way!” she almost shrieks as she straightens to a stand. “I’m not putting my bare ass in your face, George.”
“I can’t see the full cut.” George leans back, fighting the grin that wants to break out across his face. “You’re going to have to pull them down.”
“I asked you to dance because like every other guy here, I want to dance with the most beautiful woman in the room.”
“But you’ve seen more of me than anyone has in a long time. All the ugly parts. Things I’m not proud of.”
“I want to know all of you, too. The good, the bad, and the ugly.”
“You should go home, Charlotte,” he moans in pain. “I don’t want you to see me like this.”
Taking his hand in mine, I kiss it. “I’m not going anywhere. The good, the bad, and the ugly . . . remember?”
“So to answer your question, I do believe you, and I believe in you. And no matter how intense your gift may make life sometimes, I want to be a part of it. Charlotte . . .
I want you. All of you. The good, the bad, and the ugly. I love you.”
There will always be a part of me that feels empty. Ike was my twin, and his absence is palpable. I feel it with every breath I take. But I know now I can survive it. And instead of letting the memory of him and the loss of him hinder me, I’ll let it strengthen me.

They stay IN you forever.

Ike and Char
Don't don't close your heart to how you feel
Dream and don't be afraid the dream's not real
Close your eyes pretend it's just the two of us again
Make believe this moment's here to stay
Touch touch me the way you used to do
I know tonight could be all I'll have with you
From now on you'll be with someone else instead of me
So tonight let's build this memory for the last time
Hold me now don't cry don't say a word just
Hold me now and I will know though we're apart
We'll always be together forever in love
What do you say when words are not enough
Time time will be kind once we're apart and
Your tears tears will have no place in your heart I wish
I I could say how much I'll miss you, when you're gone
All my love for you will go on and on and
Hold me now don't cry don't say a word just
Hold me now and try to understand
That I hope at last you've found what you've been searching for
And though I won't be there anymore I will always love you

George and Char

I wanna wake up with you
I wanna be there when you open your eyes
I want you to be
The first thing that I see
I wanna wake up with you
I wanna lay by your side, baby
I wanna feel every beat of your heart
And throughout the night
I wanna hold you tight
I wanna wake up with you
All the love inside me has been sleeping
Waiting till the right one came along
You can share the love that I've been keeping, baby
You can put the music to my song
I wanna wake up with you
I wanna reach out and know that you're there
I want you to be
The first thing that I see
I wanna wake up with you
And throughout the night
I wanna hold you tight
I wanna wake up with you...


Audio book source: Audible
Story Rating: 4.5
Narrators: Cris Dukehart & Cory M. Snow
Narration Rating: 4 stars
Genre: Contemporary Romance (lightly paranormal)
Length: 8h 5m




★★★★★ 5 incredible stars ★★★★★



"Go to sleep, baby girl," he whispers.
"Will you be here when I wake?"
His warm eyes meet mine and he smiles softly. "I'll always be with you, Charlotte. Always. Right here." And he points to his chest.
"Broken doesn't mean we're valued any less, it just means we've loved someone so much and so fiercely that losing them feels like we've lost part of ourselves"
"Moments come and go; quick flickers in time. Yet those moments can have the profoundest impact on our lives. Either we seize them, and wield them to our needs, or we let them go. It's the moments we let go that, I believe, remain with us strongest- because regret is something that never leaves us."















I shouldn’t be reacting this way to him. I’m only meant to help him crossover…I mean, what kind of person develops a crush on a set of brothers, let alone with a dead one in the mix? But I can’t deny I’m drawn to the McDermott twins.
In George, I recognize myself and my desire to save him has a lot to do with a wanting to save myself.
In Ike, I see hope. I see that maybe with enough love, being saved is possible.
I think this is the worst part, ya know. I can see you, hear you, but I can’t touch you.
We’ve known it was coming, but even I’m starting to dead the end of this…It will bring me one step closer to having to leave them--- to leaving her.

So, my thoughts:
Suicide is selfish. It’s a complete slap in the face to anyone who has died and wanted to live.




When the dead appear to me, there’s no weird sound or blurred image. A warning sign of some sort would be lovely, but it’s not a luxury afforded to me. They look like everyone else. It’s only when they see me notice them that I figure out they’re dead.
But fate is a funny thing. One minute, I’m about to leap to my death, and the next, I’m saved by Ike McDermott. The strong, striking soldier stopped me from putting an end to my despair. He’s the kind of man that smiles and brightens an entire room.
Sweet and gentle.
He is my savior.
And he’s dead.
"Would you dance with me if you could?"
His brows rise, surprised by my question. Standing, he looks down at me, his expression serious. "Every fucking song. You wouldn't have a chance to dance with anyone else the entire night."
“I love you, too, baby girl,” he whispers. “Here, there, forever.”
“When you miss me, come here and talk to me. This will always be our place.”
“Will you be here?”
“A part of me will always live here."


This is only a dream; the two of us imagining what could have been in another time or another life.