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416 pages, Paperback
First published October 7, 2014
...for a minute there, I’d thought I was going to have to save myself. Instead, I’d wandered into the protective care of a sexy older man.It is easy to criticize the Orson Scott Cards of the world for their misogyny and hatred of women within novels, but the fact remains that the Bella Swans, the Luce Prices, the Bethany Churches of this world are written by female authors. It is a tragic, depressing fact, made more so that it feels like a betrayal of one's gender.

My dad was a model of indulgent parenting. I suspected it was because I was a girl, and the baby, and because I’d lost my mom to cancer before I was old enough to remember her. My dad was always standing by, ready to save me from even the most minor inconveniences. The truth was, I was comfortable being dependent on him—and every other man in my life.She gives womanhood a bad name. She promotes the cycle of abuse as well as the "but he didn't mean to do it" syndrome. She would fall in love with a potential killer.
“He kidnapped you, Britt. Do you hear me? What he did was illegal and dangerous. It shows a complete lack of respect for human life. He thought he could get away with it. He used you, and he’ll keep on using people like you unless somebody stops him.”But it's ok! Because she loves him, it's all ok!
I craned my neck to look at him and put on my best little girl pout. “I need money for gas, Daddy.”And there is no doubt her father indulges her every whim. She is adored, worshiped. Her only friend is not her friend, but her rival. Korbie and Britt have been friends from infancy...not that you can tell. They are love rivals. They are rivals in looks. They play backstabbing games with each other. The only thing they have in common is their stupidity and their uselessness.
“And Korbie plays the better damsel in distress.”Way to be a loyal friend!
I didn’t bother telling him that usually I played that gig better too, since the tone he used in referring to Korbie wasn’t particularly flattering.
“I knew Korbie’s type from the minute you guys came knocking. But you were harder to peg. You’re good-looking and smart, and it threw me. Most pretty girls I’ve met don’t have the complete package."And let's face it, Britt doesn't exactly have the smarts.
“You’ve floated through life expecting your dad, Ian, even me, and probably a lot of other guys I don’t know about, to come to your rescue. You can’t do one thing for yourself, and you know it. Mason and Shaun looked at you and saw an easy target. A gullible girl with low self-esteem. Korbie never would have stayed with them as long as you did. She would have fought. She would have run.”Her love interest is a kidnapper, a thief, a potential killer.
"You boys robbed a Subway sandwich shop and shot a police officer while trying to get away. You put a teenage girl in the hospital after you hit her and ran."He gets angry. He makes up for it with moments of kindness...and that's how every single abused woman ever falls into the trap of forgiveness.
His eyes flashed, but behind the quick anger, I saw deep sadness.Not once.
His eyes burned with hot wrath and seemed to reflect his thoughts—I didn’t sign up for this.Making excuses after excuses after excuses for her own kidnapper.
His eyes found mine, and even in the cold, pink light of dawn, I could see deep pain broiling in his gaze.Kidnapper Mason is not a nice guy. No shit, Sherlock, but he seriously isn't. From the beginning to the end, he can barely contain his rage, his temper.
"Instead of making your safety my priority, I was furious that you’d screwed up my plans. It was like I wasn’t even human. The bloodthirsty rage was in control."Oh yeah, I feel so safe. Not.
I continued to study him in quick, stolen glances. He was taller than Calvin and more muscular. Not in a bulky, gym-rat way, but it was obvious he was athletic. His tight shirt revealed sculpted arms and a broad chest that tapered to a hard, flat stomach.And as their love triangle develops, her emotions for him become all the more unbelievable...
What if he did die? He didn’t deserve that. The idea of him gone forever slashed me to pieces. I had questions, so many questions, and now I might never get answers. I couldn’t believe this might be the end to our story....given that HE might be the one putting an end to THEIR story by killing her.
And even though I’d originally suspected Mason had been involved in the death of the girl whose body I’d found at the cabin, I was starting to think he didn’t have anything to do with it. He might not even know about the body.This book is not an YA contemporary, it is a fairy tale. It is a fairy tale because of one dumb girl's survival against kidnappers who are incredibly incompetent, who buy bullshit stories, who refuse to tie up their hostage.


Don't you hate it that people haven't even read this book and are already judging it. Saying it's going to be bad. It's like seriously if your going to go in with a negative point of view why bother reading it at all? I hate reading reviews where people don't even want to give the book a chance they just want to bash it. Yeah I get it not all books are great and deserve praise but at least give it a chance before you bash it.




What if he did die? He didn’t deserve that. The idea of him gone forever slashed me to pieces. I had questions, so many questions, and now I might never get answers. I couldn’t believe this might be the end to our story.
I tapped my cup to his, grateful to have found Shaun, because for a minute there, I'd thought I was going to have to save myself. Instead, I'd wandered into the protective care of a sexy older man.

~Thank you Simon and Schuster Australia for sending me this copy!~



