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195 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 26, 2009
"Once you realize how strong you are, will you still need me?"
"Maybe not," she whispered.




“Sometimes a transition requires struggle. Remember the butterfly?”Butterfly Unpinned is about a submissive (seriously submissive!) young woman named Butterfly, who is “freed” from her submission by a talented Native American sculptor named Bryan. They meet when he’s working on pieces commissioned by her “Master.” Once they leave together, Butterfly has to acclimate herself to the outside world again, begin to reclaim her former identity of Sylvia, and decide who she is and wants to be now. Butterfly / Sylvia and Bryan are very interesting characters; I loved their relationship and watching it develop. I wish the story was longer, because the ending felt very rushed and I thought we would follow them further in their relationship.
How could he forget? As a child, he’d found a butterfly emerging from a cocoon. He’d tried to help it by prying open the husk to set the insect free. It had lain in the sun, beating its wings as they dried, but had never flown and soon died. His grandmother explained the butterfly needed to go through the difficulty of freeing itself in order to have the strength to fly.(p124)
It was a good feeling, to beat her wings and find out they were strong enough to lift her and hold her aloft. (p176){ Our Hero }
She breathed slowly, searching for words. “You’ve set me free, and I can’t be caged again.”{ Criticism }
He reached out and touched her hair lightly. The tension in his face relaxed a little, but his eyes were still intense. “I know that. I just want to protect you, to keep you from being hurt.” (p175)
“You’re a lot stronger than you know.”
She offered a weak smile and slipped behind the curtain and into the tiny puffs of steam filling the small space. The old shower was loud, so he felt safe in saying the rest of his thoughts before joining her.
“Once you realize how strong you are, will you still need me?”
He stepped into the warm water. She had her back against the tiles, her face in profile, her jaw somehow softer now.
“Maybe not,” she whispered.
His heart plummeted to his knees.
She faced him. Opened her arms to him.
“But I’ll want you,” she added. “I think I’ll always want you.”
“Jesus, you scared me.” And she had. The fear that she’d grow strong and leave him to explore her new self, her new world—without him—scared him shitless.
Some days I think I need you more than you need me. He couldn’t bring himself to admit that out loud. He wondered if she could sense it, tell by the way he crushed her body against his and breathed in the smell of her hair. [...]
Once he returned with the sheets and a blanket, she rolled off the bed and helped him with the bedding. Then he lay down and opened his arms to her. She climbed into his embrace.
Bryan stayed awake until he heard her breathing steadily.
“When you find your wings, don’t fly away,” he whispered. (p172)


