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229 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 28, 2013
'What an ironic clusterfuck.Toombs loves Rax,Rax loves me and I love Toombs.....
"Our beats become one. Heart beats. Drum beats. Sex beats."
“I’m gonna let you in on a little secret. The way to a guy’s heart is straight through his dick. Once you conquer the cock, his soul is a piece of pecan pie drizzled with cum, begging to be savored.”
“You wanna know why I can’t lay any drum tracks? It’s because I’m heartbroken. It’s because I want things I’ll never have. It’s because I—” love someone who doesn’t love me back, “because I’m a stupid dreamer living in a harsh reality that blocks my every move.”
“Toombs, you’re a bisexual man who’s in love with his best friend. I have no intention of coming between you. You’re happy with Rax. I just hate seeing him pushing you around. You deserve to be treated better.”
“Be with me, Jinx. Right here. Right now. You’re mine. Forget about Toombs. He’s mine too.”
"What an ironic clusterfucks. Toombs loves Rax, Rax loves me, and I love Toombs."
‘In addition to being a hardcore drummer, I am also a caring daughter, a protective sister, a quiet friend, and hopefully, someone’s future lover. Yet none of these roles defines the whole of me. So, like the chameleon, I adjust to fit the situation and morph into whatever my surroundings need me to be.’
‘Toombs sees me. This man I’ve admired in agonizing silence for so long sees me.
And I see him too. Up close, in vivid colors. He’s a moving symphony of darkness, wicked temptation, and macabre tattoos.
‘An asteroid crashes the put of my stomach and jostles loose an explosion of unfulfilled desires. What I wouldn’t give to spend on day with him, just talking. I want to understand what makes him tick. Why he’s made the choices he has. Not to pass judgment or drive decision about where to go – if anywhere – with him, but because I yearn to know him as a person. He means more than a dick that can pleasure me or a guitarist/drummer who helps pay the band’s bills.
I’m drawn to his darkness. I think it’s a cover for his light. Maybe he feels as misunderstood as I do. Maybe he’s never had someone care about him. Maybe he needs somebody to tell him he matters.’
‘It’s official. I’m in love with his lips. I think I could go the rest of my life never touching another part of him if I could just keep his mouth. His tenderness overwhelms me.’
‘I stroke his rough cheek and resist the urge to blab the three words pogoing through the chambers of my heart like kids in a bouncy castle. “I’m yours. Anything you want from me.”
A pleased smile spreads across his features. “I was hoping you’d say that.”’
‘But the truth is, I’m not the woman I want to be. I’m Gianna Donato whether I like her or not. Flaws and insecurities. Strengths and talents. I’m not infallible or perfect any more than he is. I’m just…me.
And his smile tells me just me is okay with him.’