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348 pages, Paperback
Published April 29, 2021
I loved this book! It’s probably the best romantic suspense I’ve read in a long time. And of course, I have to thank my friend Dora for her review because that’s the reason I add it to my tbr. 💖
It’s not a light read by any means and it’s so well written that I couldn’t put it down (guess who’s behind on uni work 🤡). I loved the characters, both main and side ones, and the story that is full of suspense and plot twists.
My only problem was that the romance was slow burn. I do like slow burn now and I get why their relationship developed so slowly but they had such great banter and chemistry that made me want to see more of them together.
I’ll definitely read the next book in the series (probably soon because I loved this one so much). It could be a 5-star read for me if it wasn’t for the slow burn. 4 ⭐


I caught a glimpse of the Gentleman Jack bottle he was looking at. I turned my head to look at him, and my breath hitched at how close we were. I could see a dusting of freckles on his nose, and his dark green eyes narrowed in on my face.
“I wouldn’t recommend the Gentleman for you—it’s way too classy,” I whispered low enough so no one else but Dean would hear. “Why don’t you try Fireball? It’s cheap, and it’s something you’ll regret in the morning.”
He leaned in closer, a smirk forming on his full lips. “It sounds like you know that from experience.”
With our gazes locked, he pulled the bottle of Gentleman Jack off the shelf, then left.



There was something about her that when she opened her mouth, she didn’t give a shit what I’d been through; she would give it right back to me. She gave what she took, and if I wasn’t careful, she could take all of me.


“You know, if you took a picture it would last longer.” His husky voice brought me to my senses.
“I’d love to,” I quipped back. “Then I’d have something to remind myself that you can keep your mouth shut."


“Will somebody please explain what’s going on?” I commanded, and Aubrey narrowed her eyes on me.
“What’s going on is none of your damn business.”
I jerked back. Usually, this was the other way around. The way she would meet me tit for tat was becoming a bit of foreplay for me.


Dean was only wearing a button-down flannel with the sleeves rolled up. I guessed his muscles kept him warm, or his hatred for the world—it was anyone’s best guess.


I looked at her, and damn did a part of me want to wrap my arms around her. The more time I spent with her, the more my walls started to crack. I needed to plaster that shit up now. I could hear Wyatt now.
You’d be an idiot to let this one go.
Well, sorry pal. I had to let her go. I would be poison to her, never allowing her to blossom.


I never thought that I would be hiding in shadows until the sun came up ever again.


I felt the corners of my lips tip up, and her mouth gaped open.
“Is that a smile?” She lifted a brow.
“No.”
“Oh my gosh. Is the Dean Holden smiling? Hell must have frozen over.” Aubrey chuckled, and I couldn’t help but smirk. She lifted her camera and snapped a picture, then glanced down at the screen. She stopped laughing, but her smile stayed as she looked up at me.
“You should smile more often. It suits you.”


I was scared. I was scared of never seeing my friends again. I was scared of being away from home, my safe haven. I was scared of falling in love with someone who had the potential to break my heart. I was scared to let down the people I loved…I was scared of Ray finding me.
I’m scared of dying.


His kiss was intoxicating, bourbon and mint, my new favorite flavor.


Sinking down onto the floor, I came to one realization that rocked me to my core.
I had finally surrendered myself to Dean Holden, and there was no coming back.


Kissing Aubrey was like breathing in fresh air after a night of rain. I had forgotten all the pain and the grief as my mouth moved against hers. I gave in to temptation, and I would sell my soul to the devil if it meant getting to taste her just one more time.


If kissing Dean meant giving in to temptation and possibly damnation, then let me be damned.


“You know, if you take a picture, it’ll last longer,” he said, but I could hear the playful tone in his voice. The last time he said this to me, we were not on great terms.
I smiled. “Don’t tempt me with a good time, Holden.”


“C’mon, Holden, crack a smile for once in your life,” she joked, and I grimaced. “A real smile.”
“I am smiling,” I said through my teeth, half-amused, half-annoyed.
“No. You look like you have a stick up your ass.”
I shot her a look, and I heard the distinct click of her camera going off.


Her first and only experience was with someone who didn’t cherish her. He used and abused her. That’s not a man. A man knows the real value of a woman—that was why Aubrey would never be “mine.” She belonged to no one but herself, and I counted my lucky stars that this woman trusted me enough to allow me to cherish her in all the ways he never did.
She’s my partner. My best friend. My equal.
She wasn’t a possession and never would be when she chose to be with me.







‘She was the light that I didn't even know I was looking for, and I wanted to be blinded.’
“When will you ever just do as you're told?”
“When it comes to you? Never”
“I just can't fight it anymore, Aubrey,” he whispered against my lips. “I don't want to fight it. But I'm not ready.”
I brought my hands up to clasp cheeks. “We can take our time. We are on no one else's timeline but ours.”