Revealing Us

Revealing Us

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by Lisa Renee Jones
     
 

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New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones takes readers on the ultimate journey of sensual discovery in Revealing Us, the unforgettable third installment of the Inside Out series.

No in between...

He has become her life, her heart, her very soul. But he is dark and damaged and his secrets are many. Sara will risk everything for him. He,

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New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones takes readers on the ultimate journey of sensual discovery in Revealing Us, the unforgettable third installment of the Inside Out series.

No in between...

He has become her life, her heart, her very soul. But he is dark and damaged and his secrets are many. Sara will risk everything for him. He, in turn, will dare to expose his deepest needs, his most erotic desires. And in the fury of passion he will reveal all that torments him, all that he can never escape. To love him, Sara must embrace the darkest part of him, and become his shelter in a storm that will be his ultimate salvation.

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Library Journal
What do you give readers who've finished Fifty Shades of Grey? This publisher is recommending Jones's "Inside Out" trilogy, which wraps up here. In the first two volumes, Sara McMillan discovers some discarded journals and after becoming absorbed in the erotic life of their author starts indulging her own dark fantasies. Now the secrets of her sexy new paramour are about to be revealed. With a 100,000-copy first printing.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781476727226
Publisher:
Gallery Books
Publication date:
09/10/2013
Series:
Inside Out Series , #8
Edition description:
Original
Pages:
320
Sales rank:
89,459
Product dimensions:
5.20(w) x 8.20(h) x 0.90(d)

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Revealing Us

  • No talking. No in between. All or nothing, Sara. I’m offering that to you, and you have to decide if you really want it. There’s a reservation in your name with American Airlines. I’ll be on the plane. I hope you will be, too.

    Chris had issued that ultimatum and deadline and left me sitting on my missing best friend’s bed, staring at the empty doorway where he’d stood moments before. Emotions explode inside me and twist me into knots. He sought me out, found me here. After our devastating fight last night, he still wants me to go to Paris with him. He wants to find “us” again. But how can he expect me to pick up and leave at a moment’s notice? I can’t just leave—but . . . He’s leaving. I can barely breathe at the idea of losing him and, deep down, I know if I let him leave, I will lose him. We have to talk. We have to work through what happened last night before we leave for Paris.

    With a jerky movement I reach for my phone, punching the button to auto-dial Chris. My heart hammers in my chest as I wait for him to answer.

    Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.

    Then his voice, deep and raspy in that sexy way, fills the line. It’s his voice mail. My fingers tunnel through my long brown hair and helplessness rolls through me. No. No. No. This is not happening. It can’t happen. It’s too much, after nearly being killed by Ava last night. How can Chris not know this is too much right now? I want to scream at the phone.

    I dial again, hear the unbearable ringing tone over and over, and I get his voice mail again. Damn! I’ll have to go try to catch him at home before he leaves for the airport.

    I jump to my feet and rush for the door, my hand shaking as I flip the lock closed. I pray that Ella will return safely from her trip to Europe. I’m unable to help comparing her silence to Rebecca’s. I shiver as I step into the dark corridor outside Ella’s apartment, wishing I was in Chris’s arms. Wishing I could forget the hell of Ava killing Rebecca and then trying to kill me.

    Once I’m in the parking lot, I glance at the apartment building and my gut twists into knots. “Ella’s okay,” I promise myself as I unlock my silver Ford Focus and slide inside. And it’s clear to me that I have two reasons to go to Paris: Chris and Ella. And they are good ones.

    The drive to the apartment I share with Chris is less than fifteen minutes but feels like an eternity. By the time I pull into the drive in front of the fancy high-rise I am one big ball of tension. I hand my keys to the attendant, a new guy I don’t know. “Hold my car here, please.” The very act suggests I’m thinking of going to the airport.

    Even if I do, I tell myself, it doesn’t mean I’m getting on the plane. Not yet. Not like this. I’ll convince Chris to delay the trip.

    I barely see the lobby as I rush through it and step into the elevator. The doors close and I am suddenly, ridiculously nervous about seeing him. It’s insane. This is Chris. I have no reason to be nervous with him. I love him. I love him as I have never loved another human being. Yet the ride to the twentieth floor is excruciating, and I wish I had asked the attendant if Chris was in the building.

    “Please be here,” I whisper as I near my destination. “Please be here.”

    The elevator dings and the doors slide open. For a moment, I just stare into the open space of the entrance to our apartment. Our apartment. But will it still be our apartment if I don’t go with him to Paris? Just last week he’d pulled away from me, shut me out over the loss of Dylan, a child stolen by cancer, instead of letting me help him through the pain. He’d made me feel that my “home” with him had been stripped away. He’s sworn that will never happen again, that I would never feel that lost again in the future—but the future is now, and I do.

    Lost without him.

    “Chris,” I call out, stepping into the foyer, only to be answered by silence. Two steps inside the apartment, and I am as hollow inside as I have ever been. He isn’t here. He’s gone.

    I slowly turn to face the sunken living room and floor-to-ceiling windows, where the early dawn is beginning to creep over the city. Memories flood my mind, so many memories of Chris and me in this room, in this apartment. I can smell him, almost taste him. Feel him. I need to feel him.

    Flipping on a dim light, my gaze catches on something clinging to the window. A taped note, and my chest tightens as I realize it’s in the exact spot Chris had once fucked me, and made me feel heat and passion and yes, the fear of falling. And fall I had. For him.

    I walk down the steps, past the furniture, and tug the note from the window.

    Sara—

    Our flight is at nine. You need to be there an hour early to ensure you get through security, and international luggage has a strict cutoff time. It’s a long flight. Dress comfortably. Jacob will be downstairs to drive you at seven to allow for traffic. IF you decide to come.

    Chris

    No “I love you.” No “please come.”

    But then, there wouldn’t be. This is Chris, and while I don’t know all of his secrets, I do know him. I know this is one of his tests. I know he needs this to be my decision, not influenced by his words. That’s why he’s not here.

    Realization hits me hard: I know this. I know what he is thinking. I know him. The words are comforting. In the ways that matter, I know him.

    I turn and look at the clock near the kitchen entry to my left and I swallow hard. It’s almost six now. I have an hour to decide if I’m leaving the country with Chris, and to pack.

    I sink to the floor, leaning against the very window I’d leaned on that first night he’d brought me here. I’m exhausted, and I feel just as naked and exposed as I had then.

    One hour. I have one hour to make it to the airport if I decide to go. My jeans are dirty from rolling around on the ground while a crazy woman tried to kill me, and my hair feels like a long, dark drape that’s as heavy as my thoughts. I need a shower. I need sleep.

    I need to make a decision about what I’m going to do, right now.

    •   •   •

    Dressed in a soft black velvet sweat suit with a bag over my shoulder, I stare at the gate labeled “DFW/Dallas” and “Paris.” My heart is in my throat.

    I’m here. I have a bag on my shoulder. I have a boarding pass. I draw in a labored breath and I think I might be on the verge of hyperventilating, something I’ve done only twice before in my life. Once when I was told a heart attack had killed my mother, and once when I was in Rebecca’s storage unit and the lights went out. Why I’m doing it now, I don’t know. I just feel so damn out of control.

    My name is called over the intercom. I have to board.

    Somehow, I step forward and raise my hand to let the attendant know I’m here. I hand her my ticket without really seeing her, and my voice is raspy when I reply to questions that I don’t remember two seconds later. I need to get this weird breathing in check before I pass out; I’m definitely hyperventilating. I hate that I’m this weak. When will I finally not be this weak?

    My knees wobble as I lift my Louis Vuitton carry-on bag, which Chris bought me when we’d traveled to Napa to meet his godparents, over my shoulder.

    I’ve made it to the boarding ramp. I round the corner, and my heart skips a beat. Chris is standing at the door of the plane waiting for me, and he looks deliciously male and so perfectly him in his jeans, navy T-shirt, and biker boots. With one-day stubble and his longish blond hair a wonderful finger-rumpled mess, he is rugged perfection. And everything else fades away but him, and everything in my world is right.

    I start running toward him and he meets me halfway, pulling me into his warm, strong arms. His addictive rich, earthy scent invades my senses and I am alive, breathing freely, my feet on solid ground, with no doubt left in me. I belong with Chris.

    I wrap my arms around him and press into his hard body. His mouth comes down over mine and the taste of him, spicy and male, overwhelms me in all the right ways.

    I am home. I’m home because I’m with him. And I kiss him as if I will never kiss him again, as if I’m dying of thirst and he is all that can quench me. And I believe he is. He has always been the answer to the question of what was missing from my life, even before I met him.

    He tears his mouth from mine and I want to pull him back, to taste him just a little longer. I’m breathing hard again, but from emotion and need, and passion.

    He brushes my silky, freshly washed hair from my face and stares down at me with earnest green eyes. “Tell me you’re here because you want to be, not because I forced you.”

    “You aren’t leaving without me,” I promise him, and I hope he hears everything that means. I haven’t said that he isn’t leaving. I’ve said he isn’t doing it without me.

    Instant understanding fills his face, seeping into the depths of his probing stare. “I didn’t want to force you,” he says, his voice gravelly, tormented. This man lives in a tormented state I burn to make go away. He hesitates. “I just needed—”

    “I know what you needed,” I whisper, my fingers curling on his jaw. I understand what I should have before now. “You needed to know that I love you enough to do this for you. You needed to know that, before you let me discover whatever you think I’m going to discover in Paris.”

    “Mr. Merit, we need you to board now,” a stewardess calls from the doorway.

    Neither of us looks at her. We watch each other and I see the emotions playing on Chris’s face, the emotion he lets only me see. And that means everything to me. He wants me to see what he’s never shown anyone else.

    “Last chance to back out,” he says softly, and there is a raw, hesitant quality to his voice, a dash of what I think is fear in his eyes. Fear that I will back out?

    Yes, I think so, but there is more there, too. He is also afraid I won’t back out, afraid of what he hasn’t revealed yet. And it’s hard not to fear this right along with him, when I’ve seen some pretty dark sides to Chris. What awaits us in Paris? What is it that he thinks will rock me when I discover it?

    “Mr. Merit—”

    “I know,” he says sharply, without looking away from me. “It’s time. Sara—”

    “Whatever it is,” I say, “I can handle it. We can handle it.” I think of him fighting for my honor with my ex and my father. Chris is giving me what I want by opening the closed doors of his life, his emotions, and I won’t make him sorry. I’ll fight for him and us.

    I lace my fingers with his. “Let’s go to Paris.”

    •   •   •

    On the plane, my hope of some privacy is quickly dashed when we stop at the first row and I discover an elderly woman in a bright purple shirt occupying the aisle seat next to us. She gives me a smile that is as boldly friendly as her tropical shirt, a smile I manage to return, considering I’m a load of emotional baggage, not to mention an uneasy flier.

    Chris motions me forward and I sit by the window, while he fits my bag into the overhead bin. I’m spellbound by this man who has become my world. My gaze traces the handsome lines of his face, the broadness of his shoulders, the flex of muscle beneath his snug T-shirt. And just thinking about how deliciously powerful he looks when he’s wearing nothing but the vivid dragon tattoo of reds, yellows, and blues exposed beneath his right sleeve, sends heat dashing through my body. I love that tattoo, and the link it holds to the past I’m now going to fully discover. I love him.

    After closing the overhead compartment, Chris murmurs something I can’t hear to our elderly companion, who smiles in reply. I smile watching them interact until I catch a moment of bleakness in Chris’s eyes, reminding me of the pain he hides beneath all his sexy charm. My decision to travel to Paris with him was absolutely the right one. Somehow, some way, I’m going to make that pain go away.

    As Chris settles into the seat between me and our companion, I glance at the Band-Aid on his forehead and then at the bandage covering his arm. I knew he’d cut his head last night, but not his arm.

    My stomach flutters at how easily he could have died, crashing his bike on the lawn to try to save my life. “How are you?” I ask, gently covering the bandage with my hand.

    “The head was more minor than I thought. The arm was a surprise, but a few stitches and it’s fine.” His hand covers mine—big and warm, and wonderful. “And the answer to your question is, I’m perfect. You’re here.”

    “Chris.” His name comes out as a silky rasp of pent-up emotion. There is so much unspoken between us, so much tension created from the fight we had before I’d left for Mark’s house, and he’d followed. “I—” Laughter from the row behind us cuts off my words, reminding me of our lack of privacy. “We need to—”

    He leans in and kisses me, a soft caress of lips against lips. “Talk. I know. And we will. When we get home, we’ll figure it all out.”

    “Home?”

    “Baby, I’ve told you.” He laces our fingers together. “What’s mine is yours. We have a home in Paris.”

    Of course he has a home in Paris. I just hadn’t given it any thought until now. My gaze drops to where our fingers are twined and I wonder: Will his house there feel like home to me, as well?

    Chris touches my chin and I look at him. “We’ll figure everything out when we get there,” he repeats.

    I search his face, looking for the confidence in his vow that a man who is always in control would have, and I don’t find what I seek. The shadows in his eyes tell a story of doubt. Chris isn’t certain we’ll figure things out—and because he’s not certain, neither am I.

    But he wants us to, and so do I. His words have to be enough for now, but we both know it’s not enough for the future. Not anymore.

  • Meet the Author

    An award-winning New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author, Lisa Renee Jones has published more than forty novels spanning many romance genres: contemporary, romantic suspense, dark paranormal, and erotic fiction. In each book the hero is dark, dangerous, and sexy. You can find Lisa on Twitter @LisaReneeJones, Facebook.com/AuthorLisaReneeJones, and her blog LisaReneeJones.com for regular updates.

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    Revealing Us 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 139 reviews.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Am I the only person to find Chris's deep dark secret anticlimatic? Understandably upsetting,but something he was terrified would turn Sara against him? It just didn't wash. That and the fact that there are so many loose ends make this book very disappointing. I loved the first two books and the novellas, but once again an author has mislead about it being a trilogy. Also, the books were too expensive for the amount of reading material and that it's an e-book.
    Sarah_UK1 More than 1 year ago
    (Source: I received a digital copy of this book for free on a read-to-review basis. Thanks to Gallery Books and Edelweiss.) This is the third book in the ‘Inside Out’ series, and kicks off where book 2 ‘Being Me’ left off. **Warning – some unavoidable spoilers for books 1 and 2 ‘If I Were You’ and ‘Being Me’.** Sara is unsure whether to go to Paris with Chris, but her heart wins out, and she follows him across the Atlantic. What kind of a relationship does Chris really want with her though? Can he give up the BDSM? What has happened to Rebecca? What has happened to Sara’s friend Ella? And why are the police concerned about Sara leaving the country? This was an okay book, I couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed that we didn’t get more answers though. I also thought that this was the final book in the trilogy, but instead it seems that there are 2 more books planned! Sara started to irritate me a bit in this one. Following your boyfriend to Paris could be seen as romantic, but it could also be seen as neediness, and Sara was really toeing the line here for me. She continually told Chris that she was a big girl and could stand on her own 2 feet, but then continued to obsess over where he was and what he was doing. She also kept jumping to the wrong conclusions every 10 minutes, and making really silly decisions that basically proved him right when he said that she couldn’t look after herself. The plotline in this book was quite basic, it was basically Chris and Sara in Paris, and other than a few misunderstandings nothing much happened. We did get to read a few more entries from Rebecca’s journal, which did give us a few more clues as to what had happened to her, but considering how small that part of the book was, this book could have been a lot, lot shorter. The romance/love making was okay, but a couple of times it was a little sudden, with practically no fore-play, and I didn’t feel the heat and sexiness the way I did with the first book. I also have to say that I thought this was a trilogy, yet now there are at least 5 books plus novellas. I checked back and when the first book was published it was called ‘Inside Out Trilogy’, and I actually feel quite disappointed that this wasn’t the end. I was expecting some answers – I can’t even hear the name Rebecca without thinking of this series, and once again I’m left waiting for the next book, which is a bit frustrating. This book just felt like a ‘holiday-in-Paris’, and I’m not sure that for the amount of answers we got, it was worth this being a full-length novel. Overall; and okay story, but I expected more. 6.75 out of 10.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This book is a good example of how this trend of stretching a story into a trilogy can easily backfire. There is nothing interesting about this story: Chris' secrets are lame and the whole trip to Paris is boring and uneventful, except for a few fragmented events here and there that amount to nothing in the end. With such a weak storyline, all the drama was provided by the main characters. And here is the problem: Sarah became an abnoxious, clingy girlfriend and Chris, a moody, drama queen with some outbursts of BDSM. The first two books were great and the story should have ended there, in a high note and with a real heroine and hero. This third book is just a way to rip $$ off a loyal audience. Shameful, really.
    feather_lashes More than 1 year ago
    Revealing Us is the third installment in Lisa Renee Jones's adult romance series titled Inside Out. When I finished the first book in this series, I was floating on a book high and my trigger-happy finger had me one-clicking the rest of the series on amazon. I don't regret it...but I'm not on cloud nine anymore either. I HATE to say this, but in my perspective, Revealing Us had a great amount of filler in it. To be fair, there is a lot going on in this one: Ella is still missing, the criminal investigation surrounding the Rebecca issue continues, Sara meets more people from Chris's past, Sara and Chris still seem to struggle in their relationship, Chris still has a secret he hasn't told Sara... What gets resolved? Chris's "secret" but not much else. There is a major development at the end of the book that maybe is supposed to make it all OK, and the epilogue definitely tries to keep readers invested in Ella's mystery, but I still felt disappointed. I'm on the fence about continuing the series. Maybe a few novellas will help me get my groove back? We shall see... My favorite quote: "Just remember, control is like a fortune cookie saying." "A fortune cookie saying," he repeats, looking amused. "Right. It's meaningful only when you add 'in bed' to the end." The Inside Out series includes the following installments as of April 2015: #0.1-Behind Closed Doors - The Player #0.2-Behind Closed Doors - The Gamble #1-If I Were You #1.1-Rebecca's Lost Journals, Volume 1: The Seduction #1.2-Rebecca's Lost Journals, Volume 2: The Contract #1.3-Rebecca's Lost Journals, Volume 3: His Submissive #1.4-Rebecca's Lost Journals, Volume 4: My Master #2-Being Me #3-Revealing Us #3.1-His Secrets #3.2-Rebecca's Lost Journals #3.4-My Hunger #4-No in Between #4.5-My Control #5-I Belong to You #6-All of Me
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Here is the thing, when your book gets picked up for a possible television show it has to be longer than a trilogy, especially when not a lot happens in them. So far in book one, Sara has found some mystery journals, tinkered around in a storage unit, chatted with her bestie, read, got hired on at an art gallery, read some more, office banter, drank some wine and listened to classical music, drank some coffee, met a brooding artist, ate some spicy Mexican food, had sex, attended a few parties, had more sex, more coffee, more office banter, more sex, and got trapped in a storage unit. And I loved the first book but I don't know if that's enough for a first season. As great as the book is, it's not Outlander or Game of Thrones, kwim? There is just not a lot of action or events that give a whole cast stuff to do during an hour, much less 12-16 hours for a first season. So Jones had to extend the trilogy; not only are we going to get Sara and Chris's story, but we're going to have Rebecca and Mark's past history that leads up to present day, and then whatever happened with poor Ella who is still lost in France and Italy. The third book delves into Chris's torturous past in Paris. We're introduced to ex-girlfriend Amber, her boss and Master Tristan, who I wanted to see so much more, and Chantal, who is teaching Sara the language (just give it up, the former schoolteacher can't seem to retain anything lol). Chris holds off revealing his history to Sara for the ENTIRE book, and then when he shares it's a bit, "oh, that's all?" While sad and tragic, it was kind of anti-climatic. I was expecting something kinkier like a former relationship with the sexy tattooed Tristan, who was Chris's Master too, and then the torture that Sara wouldn't be enough for him, or she needed to learn how to be a loving Somme, so oops, I guess we have to have a menage with Mark to make Chris whole again (yay!!!). But sadly no, cause all of our BDSM players have to be evil or vindictive women lol. The other bad thing about "Revealing Us," it's all in France so no Mark Compton, who I've officially switched teams for and have come to love. Continuing themes: very BDSM-lite, we got bondage with a sash this time and a satin flogger; trust issues galore for our too leads, very little movement in the Rebecca case, and a miniscule glimpse into Ella' s disappearance.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    This series had me wanting more. Very good and highly recommend to all my friends.
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Ok:)
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    U on?
    Flowergirlzmom1SW More than 1 year ago
    'I received a complimentary copy of this book from the Author in exchange for an honest review' At the end of the last book Sara had to make a choice. Stay or go to Paris with Chris. If she truly wants to know and understand Chris's secrets and demons then she has to go. She is in love with Chris and she wants all of him. Paris is a whole new ball game for Sara with her not knowing how to speak French. In comes Chantel, French tutor and new friend. With the good we also meet the bad. We also meet Amber. Part of the past that haunts Chris. The couple has a lot of issues to work through. Chris just hopes that his past won't run Sara out of his life. Another Great book. You learn so much about Chris and in turn Sara in this book. The author takes you even further into the world of BDSM with such a great writing style that you don't want to put the book down. I was happy to find out that there are going to be more books in this series. It being a trilogy just wasn't enough! I highly recommend reading however you do want to start with book 1 first! 'Read and Reviewed by LSK Sweetheart Reviews'
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    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    I LOVE this series! Definitely a must read!
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    Great characters, with a story that is sexy and suspenseful!
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    The intrigue has built steadily in these books until a crucial point and the book ended so quickly! So i am on to the 4th installment to hopefully get all stories to finish
    Anonymous More than 1 year ago
    Another wonderful book from Lisa Renee Jones! A must read in the series!
    slz52 More than 1 year ago
    Generally I love this whole series, aside from the whole BDSM, I want Chris for my very own. But Sara all of a sudden is turning out to be one of those ditzy girls from a B rated horror story, I won't spoil anything for those who have not read the book yet, but those who did know I'm referring to the end, I will say I'm disappointed in her wishy, washy attitude toward Amber, she goes from " I really don't like or trust this women," to " I must save her, " all in one day. Also I agree with the other persons review of Chris's secrets being anticlimactic.
    Cherryreads More than 1 year ago
    I just finished reading Revealing Us and overall I enjoyed the book, however there were a couple of times that I wanted to pull my hair out. I have said this in many reviews: I do not like the “he loves me/he loves me not” back and forth mess that seems to be the rage in all romance novels. I understand that life is messy and we all have insecurities when it comes to our relationships, but PLEASE put an end to the constant emotional see-saw that is so prevalent in these novels. I am becoming a big fan of Lisa Renee Jones and I loved the fact that there was an underlying mystery that is taking place in the story. Can we let most of the drama be about that and not “I want him, but I don’t know if we are going to make it.” These novels are supposed to be my escape from reality, I don’t want to feel like I am a part of couples counseling when I read it. That being said, this book is still pretty great despite all the non-mystery drama. We learn more about Chris’s dark past and who was involved in it. Sara finds herself in the middle of a murder investigation, becomes yet another crime victim and has stumbled on new information about her friend Ella. Of course there is plenty of hot sex and even more BDSM in this installment. This damaged couple hopefully has seen the last of their trust issues and I can’t wait to see what happens in book four.
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    Great series. Chris is to die for!!! Can not wait for yhe continuation.
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