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Sometimes life takes you off course...
Twenty-year-old Camryn Bennett thought she knew exactly where her life was going. But after a wild night at the hottest club in downtown Raleigh, North Carolina, she shocks everyone — including herself — when she decides to leave the only life she’s ever known and set out on her own. Grabbing her purse and her cell phone, Camryn boards a Greyhound bus ready to find herself. Instead, she finds Andrew ...
Sometimes life takes you off course...
Twenty-year-old Camryn Bennett thought she knew exactly where her life was going. But after a wild night at the hottest club in downtown Raleigh, North Carolina, she shocks everyone — including herself — when she decides to leave the only life she’s ever known and set out on her own. Grabbing her purse and her cell phone, Camryn boards a Greyhound bus ready to find herself. Instead, she finds Andrew Parrish.
Sexy and exciting, Andrew lives life like there is no tomorrow. He persuades Camryn to do things she never thought she would and shows her how to give in to her deepest, most forbidden desires. Soon he becomes the center of her daring new life, pulling love and lust and emotion out of her in ways she never imagined possible. But there is more to Andrew than Camryn realizes. Will his secret push them inseparably together — or destroy them forever?
"5 stars! WOW! What an unexpected journey and an amazing read! This book tells a beautiful story about friendship and love, of living in the moment, living life to the fullest, being true to yourself and not being afraid to reach for your dreams...I totally loved this and would highly recommend adding it to your TBRs!"—Aestas Book Blog
"5 STARS PLUS! This is one of the BEST BOOKS THAT I HAVE EVER READ...THE EDGE OF NEVER will forever live in my heart and I just know, years from now I'll still be reminiscing, or better yet, re-reading this book."—Maryse's Book Blog (Maryse.net)
"This was a beautiful, beautiful story. Amazingly detailed, poignant, eloquently written, and the characters' voices were so . . . honest. Emotion, thoughts, and fear down to their purest form."—Maryse's Book Blog
"I found their blooming romance to be slow-burning and sensual, making for a real connection that gets lost in other books . . . All-consuming and riveting . . . Redmerski pours passion into this book .and I know it will not fail in touching readers' hearts."—FreshFiction.com
"Knocked me down and left me gasping for breath . . . Every morsel of pain the characters felt, every intimate moment and deep love that the characters experienced, I experienced right along with them."—GliteraryGirl.com
Natalie has been twirling that same lock of hair for the past ten minutes and it's starting to drive me nuts. I shake my head and pull my iced latte toward me, strategically placing my lips on the straw. Natalie sits across from me with her elbows propped on the little round table, chin in one hand.
"He's gorgeous," she says staring off toward the guy who just got in line. "Seriously, Cam, would you look at him?"
I roll my eyes and take another sip. "Nat," I say, placing my drink back on the table, "you have a boyfriend—do I need to constantly remind you?"
Natalie sneers playfully at me. "What are you, my mother?" But she can't keep her eyes on me for long, not while that walking wall of sexy is standing at the register ordering coffee and scones. "Besides, Damon doesn't care if I look—as long as I'm bending over for him every night, he's good with it."
I let out a spat of air, blushing.
"See! Uh huh," she says, smiling hugely. "I got a laugh out of you." She reaches over and thrusts her hand into her little purple purse. "I have to make note of that," and she pulls out her phone and opens her digital notebook. "Saturday. June 15th." She moves her finger across the screen. "1:54 p.m. – Camryn Bennett laughed at one of my sexual jokes." Then she shoves the phone back inside her purse and looks at me with that thoughtful sort of look she always has when she's about to go into therapy-mode. "Just look once," she says, all joking aside.
Just to appease her, I turn my chin carefully at an angle so that I can get a quick glimpse of the guy. He moves away from the register and toward the end of the counter where he slides his drink off the edge. Tall. Perfectly sculpted cheekbones. Mesmerizing model green eyes and spiked up brown hair.
"Yes," I admit, looking back at Natalie, "he's hot, but so what?"
Natalie has to watch him leave out the double glass doors and glide past the windows before she can look back at me to respond.
"Oh. My. God," she says eyes wide and full of disbelief.
"He's just a guy, Nat." I place my lips on the straw again. "You might as well put a sign that says 'obsessed' on your forehead. You're everything obsessed short of drooling."
"Are you kidding me?" Her expression has twisted into pure shock. "Camryn, you have a serious problem. You know that, right?" She presses her back against her chair. "You need to up your medication. Seriously."
"I stopped taking it in April."
"Because it's ridiculous," I say matter-of-factly. "I'm not suicidal, so there's no reason for me to be taking it."
She shakes her head at me and crosses her arms over her chest. "You think they prescribe that stuff just for suicidal people? No. They don't." She points a finger at me briefly and hides it back in the fold of her arm. "It's a chemical imbalance thing, or some shit like that."
I smirk at her. "Oh, really? Since when did you become so educated in mental health issues and the medications they use to treat the hundreds of diagnoses?" My brow rises a little, just enough to let her see how much I know she has no idea what she's talking about.
When she wrinkles her nose at me instead of answering, I say, "I'll heal on my own time and I don't need a pill to fix it for me." My explanation had started out kind, but unexpectedly turned bitter before I could get the last sentence out. That happens a lot.
Natalie sighs and the smile completely drops from her face.
"I'm sorry," I say, feeling bad for snapping at her. "Look, I know you're right. I can't deny that I have some messed up emotional issues and that I can be a bitch sometimes—."
"Sometimes?" she mumbles under her breath, but is grinning again and has already forgiven me.
That happens a lot, too.
I half-smile back at her. "I just want to find answers on my own, y'know?"
"Find what answers?" She's annoyed with me. "Cam," she says, cocking her head to one side to appear thoughtful. "I hate to say it, but shit really does happen. You just have to get over it. Beat the hell out of it by doing things that make you happy."
OK, so maybe she isn't so horrible at the therapy thing after all.
"I know, you're right," I say, "but ..."
Natalie raises a brow, waiting. "What? Come on, out with it!"
I gaze toward the wall briefly, thinking about it. So often I sit around and think about life and wonder about every possible aspect of it. I wonder what the hell I'm doing here. Even right now. In this coffee shop with this girl I've known practically all my life. Yesterday I thought about why I felt the need to get up at exactly the same time as the day before and do everything like I did the day before. Why? What compels any of us to do the things we do when deep down a part of us just wants to break free from it all?
I look away from the wall and right at my best friend who I know won't understand what I'm about to say, but because of the need to get it out, I say it anyway.
"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to backpack across the world?"
Natalie's face goes slack. "Uh, not really," she says. "That might ... suck."
"Well, think about it for a second," I say, leaning against the table and focusing all of my attention on her. "Just you and a backpack with a few necessities. No bills. No getting up at the same time every morning to go to a job you hate. Just you and the world out ahead of you. You never know what the next day is going to bring, who you'll meet, what you'll have for lunch or where you might sleep." I realize I've become so lost in the imagery that I might've seemed a little obsessed for a second, myself.
"You're starting to freak me out," Natalie says, eyeing me across the small table with a look of uncertainty. Her arched brow settles back even with the other one and then she says, "And there's also all the walking, the risk of getting raped, murdered and tossed on the side of a freeway somewhere. Oh, and then there's all the walking ..."
Clearly, she thinks I'm borderline crazy.
"What brought this on, anyway?" she asks, taking a quick sip of her drink. "That sounds like some kind of mid-life-crisis stuff—you're only twenty." She points again as if to underline, "And you've hardly paid a bill in your life."
She takes another sip; an obnoxious slurping noise follows.
"Maybe not," I say thinking quietly to myself, "but I will be once I move in with you."
"So true," she says, tapping her fingertips on her cup. "Everything split down the middle—Wait, you're not backing out on me, are you?" She sort of freezes, looking warily across at me.
"No, I'm still on. Next week I'll be out of my mom's house and living with a slut."
"You bitch!" she laughs.
I half-smile and go back to my brooding, the stuff before that she wasn't relating to, but I expected as much. Even before Ian died, I always kind of thought out-of-the-box. Instead of sitting around dreaming up new sex positions, as Natalie often does about Damon, her boyfriend of five years, I dream about things that really matter. At least in my world, they matter. What the air in other countries feels like on my skin, how the ocean smells, why the sound of rain makes me gasp. "You're one deep chick." That's what Damon said to me on more than one occasion.
"Geez!" Natalie says. "You're a freakin' downer, you know that right?" She shakes her head with the straw between her lips.
"Come on," she says suddenly and stands up from the table. "I can't take this philosophical stuff anymore and quaint little places like this seem to make you worse—we're going to The Underground tonight."
"What?—No, I'm not going to that place."
"Yes. You. Are." She chucks her empty drink into the trash can a few feet away and grabs my wrist. "You're going with me this time because you're supposed to be my best friend and I won't take no again for an answer." Her close- lipped smile is spread across the entirety of her slightly tanned face.
I know she means business. She always means business when she has that look in her eyes: the one brimmed with excitement and determination. It'll probably be easiest just to go this once and get it over with, or else she'll never leave me alone about it. Such is a necessary evil when it comes to having a pushy best friend.
I get up and slip my purse strap over my shoulder.
"It's only two o'clock," I say.
I drink down the last of my latte and toss the empty cup away in the same trash can.
"Yeah, but first we've got to get you a new outfit."
"Uh, no." I say resolutely as she's walking me out the glass doors and into the breezy summer air. "Going to The Underground with you is more than good deed enough. I refuse to go shopping. I've got plenty of clothes."
Natalie slips her arm around mine as we walk down the sidewalk and past a long line of parking meters. She grins and glances over at me. "Fine. Then you'll at least let me dress you from something out of my closet."
"What's wrong with my own wardrobe?"
She purses her lips at me and draws her chin in as if to quietly argue why I even asked a question so ridiculous. "It's The Underground," she says, as if there is no answer more obvious than that.
OK, she has a point. Natalie and me may be best friends, but with us it's an opposites attract sort of thing. She's a rocker chick who's had a crush on Jared Leto since Fight Club. I'm more of a laid back kind of girl who rarely wears dark-colored clothes unless I'm attending a funeral. Not that Natalie wears all black and has some kind of emo hair thing going on, but she would never be caught dead in anything from my closet because she says it's all just too plain. I beg to differ. I know how to dress, and guys—when I used to pay attention to the way they eyed my ass in my favorite jeans—have never had a problem with the clothes I choose to wear.
But The Underground was made for people like Natalie and so I guess I'll have to endure dressing like her for one night just to fit in. I'm not a follower. I never have been. But I'll definitely become someone I'm not for a few hours if it'll make me blend in rather than make me a blatant eye sore and draw attention.
Natalie's bedroom is the complete opposite of OCD clean. And this is yet another way she and I are so completely different. I hang my clothes up by color. She leaves hers in the basket at the foot of her bed for weeks before throwing them all back into the laundry to be washed again because of the wrinkles. I dust my room daily. I don't think she has ever actually dusted her room unless you call wiping off the two-inches of dust from her laptop keyboard, cleaning.
"This will look perfect on you," Natalie says holding up a thin, half-sleeve tight white shirt with Scars on Broadway written across the front. "It fits tight and your boobs are perfect." She puts the shirt up against my chest and examines what I might look like in it.
I snarl at her, not satisfied with her first pick.
She rolls her eyes and her shoulders slump over. "Fine," she says, tossing the shirt on the bed. She slides her hand in the closet and takes down another one, holding it up with a big smile that is at the same time a manipulation tactic of hers. Big toothy smiles equal me not wanting to crush her efforts.
"How about something that doesn't have some random band plastered across the front?" I say.
"It's Brandon Boyd," she says, her eyes bugging out at me. "How can you not like Brandon Boyd?"
"He's alright," I say. "I'm just not into advertising him on my chest."
"I'd like to actually have him on my chest," she says, admiring the tight-fitting V-neck top made much like the first one she tried to show me.
"Well then you wear it."
She looks across at me, nodding as if contemplating the idea. "I think I will." She takes off the top she's already wearing and tosses it in the laundry basket next to the closet and then slips Brandon Boyd's face down over her huge boobs.
"Looks good on you," I say, watching her adjust herself and admiring what she sees in the mirror at several different angles.
"Damn right he does," she says.
"How's Jared Leto going to feel about this?" I joke.
Natalie spats out a laugh and she tosses her long dark hair back and reaches for the hairbrush. "He'll always be my number one."
"What about Damon, y'know, the non-imaginary boyfriend?"
"Stop it," she says, looking at me through the reflection in the mirror. "If you keep raggin' on me about Damon like you do—." She stops the brush mid-way in her hair and turns at the waist to face me. "Do you have a thing for Damon, or something?"
My head springs back and I feel my eyebrows knot thickly in my forehead.
"No, Nat! What the hell?"
Natalie laughs and goes back to brushing her hair. "We're going to find you a guy tonight. That's what you need. It'll fix everything."
My silence immediately tells her that she went too far. I hate it when she does this. Why does everybody have to be with somebody? It's a stupid delusion and a really pathetic way of thinking.
She places the brush back on the dresser and turns around fully, letting the jest disappear from her face and she sighs heavily. "I know I shouldn't say that—look I swear I won't pull any match-making stuff, alright?" She puts both of her hands up in surrender.
"I believe you," I say, giving in to her sincerity. Of course, I know too that a promise never stops her completely. She may not directly try to hook me up with somebody, but all she has to do is bat those dark eyelashes of hers at Damon about any guy in the place and Damon will know right away what she wants him to do.
But I don't need their help. I don't want to hook up with anyone.
"Oh!" Natalie says with her head in the closet. "This top is perfect!" She turns around dangling a loose-fitting black top with the fabric in the shoulders missing. Across the front it reads: SINNER.
"Got it at Hot Topic," she says, sliding it off the hanger.
Not wanting to drag this shirt-choosing session out any longer, I slip off my own shirt and then take it from her hand.
"Black bra," she says. "Good choice."
I slip the top on and check myself out in the mirror.
"Yeah? Say it," she says, coming up behind me with a big smile on her face. "You like it, dont'cha?"
I smile slimly back at her and turn to look at how the bottom of the shirt just barely covers the top of my hips.
And then I notice it says SAINT across the back.
"OK," I say, "I do like it." I turn around and point sternly at her. "But not enough to start raiding your closet so don't get your hopes up. I'm content with my cute button-up tops, thank you very much."
"I never said your clothes weren't cute, Cam." She grins and reaches up and snaps my bra against my back. "You look frickin' sexy on a daily basis, girl—I'd totally do you if I wasn't with Damon."
My mouth falls open. "You're so damn sick, Nat!"
"I know," she says as I turn back to the mirror and I hear the devilish grin in her voice. "But it's the truth. I've told you before and I wasn't joking."
I just shake my head at her, smiling while picking her brush up from the dresser. Natalie had a girlfriend once, during a short breakup with Damon. But she claimed she was 'way too cock-crazy' (her words, not mine) to spend her life with a girl. Natalie's not a real slut—she'll knock your face off if you ever call her one—but she is any boyfriend's nympho dream, that's for sure.
"Now let me do your makeup," she says stepping up to the vanity with me.
Natalie thrusts her hands on her hourglass hips and looks at me wide-eyed, as if she was my mom and I just mouthed-off to her.
"Do you want it to be painful?" she asks, glaring at me.
I give in and plop down on the vanity chair.
"Whatever," I say, holding up my chin to give her full access to my face, which has just become her blank canvas. "Just no raccoon-eye shit, alright?"
She cups my chin vigorously in her hand. "Now hush," she demands, barely breaking a smile and trying to look all serious. "An arteest," she says with a dramatic accent and the flourish of her free hand, "needs quiet to vork! Vut do you think these ees, a Deetroit beautee parlor?"
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Posted November 16, 2012
This is, hands down, one of the best books I've read this year! Not just because of how original, emotional and brilliant the story is, and not because I'm a huge sucker for road-trip/traveling stories, but it's written in exactly the way I like it and I am just blown away by it.
Actually, I'm writing this on zero sleep because I got the "one more chapter" disease reading it - I really just wanted to read the first chapter while getting ready to go to bed to see if I'd like it...and see how that turned out!
Andrew is the perfect hero! I have never said this before, and probably never will again, but yeah, he really was perfect. He is a genuinely nice guy with just the right amount of cockiness, but there are just so many more layers than that to his character. You seriously can't help but fall in love with him and everything about him!
I loved Cam, too. She is strong but fragile at the same time, and honestly, I admired her bravery to just get away from everything and leave. I love it that she breaks all her rules and doesn't fight herself breaking them.
And I loved their banter and camaraderie, the way they were teasing each other (the pool playing scene? brilliant.) the chemistry between Cam and Andrew was just...perfect. Somehow their relationship progressed in very realistic way and I really really liked that.
So many feelings about this.
You don't see the twist coming at all, at least not one like that. I mean, I guessed there was something going on, but it kind of all comes crashing down when you least expect it with a BAM! and it's a lot to take in.
The last two chapters made me gasp and cry in turns.
I mean, just wow. The pacing of this is perfect, the switching of POV was unexpected but welcomed - I was concerned about this in the beginning, but really, the author handles it perfectly, she gives these two characters two completely different voices! Oh and yeah, some of the best sex scenes I've read in a while.
I haven't read anything by J.A. Redmerski before but I will definitely try to, now that I've seen what she can do!
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Posted November 17, 2012
I started and finished this book today because I could not put it down!! Hands down one of the best books I have read in a while. Lots of different emotions, laughter, anger and oh my goodness... sadness. I would highly reccomend!!
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Posted November 15, 2012
I laughed, I cried, I perfected my O face. And I was completely jealous that Andrew Parrish wasn't mine.
First off, let me begin with how gorgeous that cover is. The girl's a beauty and it immediately draws you in and makes you envious. However, that envy was short-lived as I journeyed through The Edge of Never. At first, I felt the beginning read a little slow. I didn't realize until later that the problem wasn't pace, it was her life. Cam was absolutely miserable, and just following along with her made me realize how unhappy she was, just how mundane everything around her was as she dealt with the aftermath of the past two years. Her first boyfriend, who she lost her virginity to, died in a car accident, her next boyfriend cheated on her, her alcoholic brother was in jail 'cause he killed someone driving drunk one night, and her father cheated on her mother and they got divorced, so now she was tramping around dating everything in sight. It wasn't until she got fed up with everything and boarded the bus to nowhere and met Andrew Parrish, that Cam seemed to come to life and her story began to excite me. And then I appreciated the way the beginning read, 'cause if it hadn't, I never would've realized what an impact Andrew had on Cam's spirit.
Andrew Parrish: Sexy. Protective and Possessive (in a Good Way). Sexually Confidant. Secretly Passionate. And there were soooooooooo many times I wanted to give Cam the boot and take her place. The best part of all was that Cam didn't even know why he was trying to keep her attention in the beginning, and the more time they spent together, the more he fell for her. They both had their reasons to be stubborn about taking their newfound relationship further, and the angst was literally ripping my heart to shreds. Both Cam and Andrew had fallen on hard times, and both deserved something positive to happen in their lives, so you can't help but root for them as one problem after another tests their strength. By the end, I think I shed enough tears to fill Lake Pontchartrain.
J.A. Redmerski has won my heart all over again. The Edge of Never is by far the best of her work. Okay...I may be a little bias 'cause I love books heavy on angst, where the couple doesn't just throw themselves into bed, but eventually gets there and gives me some of the hottest scenes that perfect my O face and activates the launch sequence for book boyfriend jealousy. Check it out, you're gonna love it. And peeps, this novel is for the 17+ crowd for language and very hot, yummy, descriptive sexual situations.
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Posted November 18, 2012
I don't know what to say. I just DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY! I'm just glad I saw Maryse's Book Blog comments about it and decided to read it. The Edge of Never by J.A. Redmerski is all about a chance meeting that becomes something more. Even though it was hard to read near the end, it was beautiful.
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Posted December 8, 2012
OH. MY. GOSH! I loved this story. My heart broke for Cam's story. I loved Andrew from the start. Loved their journey despite thinking throughout the story his secret was going to be something that she'd be pissed about...not at all the heartbreaking thing that actually happened. I was SO Broken and upset that I had to walk away from the book to compose myself. Then when the two months later happened I almost had a heart attack. I don't want to spoil, so I won't say more. I do hope to read more about Cam and Andrew. I'd love to read about Natalie (and Blake...), and even Andrew's brother. PLEASE GIVE US MORE!!
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Posted November 18, 2012
This book is definitely worth the purchase and sleep deprivation. It took me a few chapters to really get into the story, but once it grabs you, you won't be able to put it down. It takes you on an emotional journey and allows you to feel both Cam and Andrew's emotions without being cliche. You will laugh, ponder life, and cry - be forewarned.
I also highly recommend listening the the music being referenced throughout this book, I was intrigued enough to purchase a new album and believe "The Cival Wars" will be in constant rotation on my iPod.
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Posted December 9, 2012
WOW!! I loved this book. I read this book in one long sleepless night, but I felt so connected to the characters I couldn't put down. I don't usually read books twice, i'll be making an exception for this one. One of my all time favorites. So many different emotions, I caught myself laughing out loud and crying harder. Must read!!!!
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Posted December 8, 2012
This book was absolutely one of my favorites reads this year and I have read a lot. The characters and story is developed perfectly. Cam and Andrew's relationship keeps you guessing because you are constantly will they won't they. Then you are thrown a curveball and you feel like their whole world is gonna collapse. Andrew writes Cam letters in two separate areas during the story and they are so heartfelt that they just tug on your emotions. Please take the time and read this book you will not be disappointed.
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Posted December 30, 2012
Usually the bargain books are, well, bargains for a reason. But this gem was an awesome read! I thought it was better than the 50 Shades books!
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Posted November 29, 2012
Amazing book. Kept me on my toes. I laughed and I cried. This book is officially one of my top 10 favorite books.
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Posted January 30, 2013
This book was a great read... or maybe I should call it a journey; what a ride! I think we've all been in that place where we just want to get away, and to think that we could meet our soulmate along the way. It doesn't get better than that! I loved Camryn and Andrew!!! I probably could've done without Natalie, but to be honest, we all have a friend like that. :)
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Posted January 30, 2013
This book was wonderful! I think the only negative comment I would have is the last chapter or two seemed a little rushed. Still, by far, one of my favorite books!
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Posted December 30, 2012
I read this in about 5 hours! I bought for my drive home from visiting the family for the holidays. The fact that I was on the road made it the perfect read! It is wonderfully written and literally hits every emotion you could imagine! I laughed, cried, it even had my heart racing a bit! This has just become one of my all time favorite books, which is hard list to make. I read a lot, so the fact that I have a list of about 10 favorites says a lot about this story. Defintely worth buying!
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Posted December 17, 2012
I had been seeing this book around facebook for a couple weeks here and there. Then an author friend mentioned that the book had like a hell of a lot of reviews and the majority were 5 stars. Nothing new there, right? Yeah except the book hadn't even been out a month yet. Dudes, this is like huge. So I went over to B&N and bought a copy for my nook. A few days later I started it and found it ok. Wasn't a lot happening at the time. But it was just one of those reads that is ok like that. Just a good read that didn't require a whole lot your strength to read. You know what I am talking about? There are some books out there that you just feel exhausted after reading them. At least I feel that way sometimes.
Like I said the book was just going along without a lot happening. So I kept reading and then before I knew it, the book snuck up on me revealing it is more than just a feel good read; more than just another fluff read. This book was full of wonderful, full of sadness, full of steaminess. This book ripped my heart out, tore it into little pieces, did the cha-cha on it, picked it back up, mended it together, and then put it back into my chest. All the while I am just sitting there thinking...'wait, how did that just happen?...How did this book sneak up on me like that?'
Guys this is more than a book. So frickin much more. I cannot explain the feelings and emotions this book will course through your veins. I finished last night and still this morning I cannot seem to get my mind off anything but this book. And to think that this is a standalone read...so not cool. I need more!
Just a little something now about these characters...oh my goodness, these beautiful, dirty mouthed characters. I thought they were beyond awesome. Another author friend brought it to my attention that Andrew is her new Travis Maddox (Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire). Oh yeah, I can totally see that now. There is a fine line of love between these two guys. If I had to choose it would be very difficult, although I am leaning towards Andrew right now. Cam is also just as great. The author made you really feel her and know her. Heck, I feel as though she and I are friends already after all is said and done.
Ok, I have rambled on enough about this book. Good thing I waited until the next morning, after the tears had dried up, to write my review. Oh yes! There will be tears! Also, please keep in mind there is some sexual content that makes this book New Adult/Adult. But it does not smother the whole book in it. There is actually a story to be told and Redmerski does a fabulous job telling it!
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Posted December 30, 2012
I'm usually not one for romance books. My sister recommended this to me and out of sisterly duty I began to read. From the first moment I met Andrew I was instantly in love. I think everyone of us feels like we don't fit in with society from time to time and that there must be something more to life. The difference with us and with Cam and Andrew is that they actually acted on that feeling. When they were happy I was happy, when they were sad I was sad. I got so wrapped up in this tale I had to do a reality check on myself from time to time. i've never been through so many emotions at one time before. I'm definately glad I let my sister talk me into this and this may be a story I read again.
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