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307 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 12, 2017
Past meet present. Life meet death.
He was at once utterly beautiful and every nightmare I had ever had come to life.
I had never had a choice in loving Sayer. I just had. Always. Since the day I met him, he had been it for me.
Tonight had been a fiery culmination of everything between us. Fireworks and explosions and the melding of two hearts that formerly belonged in two different bodies. Now I held his within me. And he owned every inch of mine.

“Because it felt like cheating. And I couldn’t. No matter how angry I was or frustrated or lost… I couldn’t make myself be unfaithful to you. I had no desire to be with anyone but you. So yeah, it’s been a long fucking five years. But it was worth it, yeah? Because now it can be you.”
❝You're too pretty for the Midwest, Caroline. Too daring. Too independent. They wouldn't know what to do with a girl like you.❞


❝I didn't leave Sayer because I stopped loving him. I left him because I found someone else that needed my love more.❞
“He was the one constant in my life that had pushed me through the darkness. He was the one constant in my life that loved me beyond everything else, beyond what I was or had been or could ever be. He wanted me to be better. He wanted to be better for me. The problem was he was as tangled in the madness as I was.”

Whenever Rachel Higginson has a new book out, I often don't even need to know what it's about to know I'll want to read it. She's quickly become one of those auto-read authors for me. And then when I heard about the premise of CONSTANT I was so excited about it because it's not like anything I've read from her before. I always love to read a good bad boy story. I had gone in expecting this to be a dark story but in many ways I'm glad that it wasn't really dark. There are some dark subjects tackled but this is not a dark romance. So I just wanted to start off by clarifying that in case anyone had reservations about that aspect.A true confidence game takes skill, finesse, hours of planning and plotting and finally, when your team has been assembled and the stars align and the wind blows just right, it takes perfect execution.
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And in the end, the game must be played perfectly. Everything must go according to plan. Everything must fall into place and happen exactly right. The stakes are high. The risks are great.
Yet the consequences are not enough to turn us away.
We’ve heard the siren’s song and responded to her deathly lure. We’re not criminals. We’re artists.
Con artists.
At least I was once upon a time…
“Let’s go, kid!” Jack shouted after Sayer. He stepped forward, out of the alley and into the confidence game that would irrevocably change his life. The confidence game that would change us both forever.
Different realities surfaced, forcing me to reprioritize…
I had been willing to gamble before. I had chanced everything often and won every single time. Until one day, the reward wasn’t worth the risk. Until I knew I had to leave the darkness behind, even if it meant giving up the game.
His lips moved over mine in a way they never had before. This wasn’t the sweet, gentle familiar Sayer I’d fallen in love as a kid. This was a man that had spent five years in prison alone, abandoned, hardened. This was his shocking transformation on display.
This fire between us had been building and building and building and we’d just been adding fuel without bothering to contain it or tame it. And now there was no stopping it. We’d built this pyre, and now we would have to burn at its mercy.
My heart tore in two. Divided in half by want and need, past and present, life and death.
“You think my feelings started when we kissed?” His eyebrows drew down over his eyes. “You think my feelings started a couple months ago? Come on, Six, I’ve been after you since the first day I met you.
Since you saved my life and gave me something to live for.”