Genre: Contemporary Romance
Book Length (Est.): 270 Pages
**STANDALONE. No Cliffhanger! Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is recommended for readers over the age of 18.**
I knew at a very young age that I wasn’t normal. I may look normal. I may act normal. But I am not normal, not in the head at least. Wait, that sounds bad.
When I started kindergarten, I was able to pick out all 50 states on a map. By first grade, I knew all of the names of all of the students and teachers in my entire school. My dad and I always watched football on TV together. When I turned seven, he took me to my first Miami Dolphins game. I started calling the plays even before they were made. And by the time I was 10, I could tell you what happened on any day of my life without thought. I had total recall, no hesitation, no conscious thought.
I’m not autistic. I’m not a savant or a genius. It’s more than a case of photographic memory. In fact, I don’t memorize anything. I have Hyperthymesia. Plain and simple: If I live it, hear it, or see it – I remember it. No exceptions.
I knew at a very young age that I wanted to be a cop. Not just any cop, but a detective. Chasing bad guys and taking down mobsters. But like my good buddy, Mick, says, “You can’t always get want you want.”
So instead of arresting criminals and keeping the streets safe, I am dancing in a dingy club, making a living shaking my ass and pulling dollar bills out of my crack. Not the life I grew up wanting to lead. Not what I expected or hoped for myself.
But maybe if I wait it out. If I hang tight, it will all be worth it in the end. I will get what I came for and move on. I will earn my future and pave my own way. What is that he says? “If you try sometimes…you get what you need.” From your lips to God’s ears, Mick.
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Violet is nice and at times a little too “goody two shoes”, but she has her reasons. She’s all about family and tradition and has strong values when it comes to certain things.
Pike isn’t exactly loving his job at the moment, but he’s the type to see things through until they’re completed. Of course, that same way of thinking doesn’t apply to women. He sees Violet every Wednesday at the bank and yet never goes to her window. He’s more of the liking from afar kind of man. But when they run into each other, he can’t ignore his feelings any longer.
Violet and Pike both carry secrets…one will help them, one will break them.
For the most part this book is pretty predictable, with the exception of one little twist. The beginning goes into so much character detail that I got bored. It’s almost like you’re stuck having to listen to the characters ramble on about themselves. This brings character development to a whole new level; so in-depth that it’s easy to lose interest. It does get a little better about halfway through, but it never truly disappears.
This is supposed to be a standalone with no cliffhanger ending, but since it ends on a question that doesn’t get answered I’m not entirely sure. I mean anyone who reads it can assume the response, but without it there to actually read it kind of feels incomplete.
My Favorite Laughable Moment: When Pike meets Violet’s family he brings them each a gift and oh how funny roses can be.
My Favorite Quote: “This time, she inserts the tip of her tongue and hits some magical place where leprechauns are dancing on top of unicorn farts, and I come on the spot.”
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I turn to get into my car and I can feel Jordan at my back. He’s so close, I can feel his body heat. It’s clear that he doesn’t want this night to end as much as I don’t. I’m dying for him to kiss me dirty, but I know when the time is right it’s going to be magical. I slide into the driver’s seat and he leans in for one last kiss. This time on my cheek. He’s getting closer! He stands back up and starts to back away, hands in surrender.
“You better go before I lose control. I’m barely holding on here, Violet.”
I smile. Just his admission is enough. But then I see his hand trying to discreetly adjust himself, and now I know my earlier thoughts were correct. I’m scandalized and pleased at the same time. Knowing – seeing proof – that he is turned on because of me, lights my body on fire, and my panties are suddenly very wet.
“Goo…Good night!” I say one last time, stumbling over my words and too embarrassed by my body’s reaction to make eye contact. I really need to go before I do or say something stupid.
“Soon, sweetheart,” is the last thing I hear from his lips, and I spend the night wondering what exactly he is promising.
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