“You’ll leave me the second it gets too steep, and you’ll leave me with nothing—when I want you like I’ve never wanted anything in my life. You’re all I think about, dream about. I get high and low and it’s all about you now, it’s not even about me anymore. I can’t sleep, can’t think, can’t concentrate worth shit anymore and it’s all because I want to be the fucking ‘one’ for you and as soon as you realize what I am, all I’ll be is a fucking mistake!”
Holy shit! I know that's not the way to start this, but that'll work. I was so enthralled with the description of the sensation she described I had to stop. Not cool, well yes cool but D.A.M.N. I don't smoke but if I did I would've needed a cigarette! Just thinking about it makes me need one.
I loved him, or do love him. I would love to crawl in that mans arms and help him through his highs and lows. Nothing I would enjoy more right now...
To feel that love, that intense need through words and what we the reader needs.
Alpha Male !
Brooke is loving and strong. Remy's 'firecracker!'
The book is well worth the hangover
WAITING FOR MORE!!!
I know he's not really real, and the hair of the dog? In desperate need of finding it now, like now!!! I HAVE TO WAIT until November 5th for more Remington Tate, but you bet your ass i'll be having him all night long when I get my hands on him.