Graci pulled against Mike’s grip. She overestimated how lightly he was holding her and staggered when he immediately let go. Her head was spinning from the vodka, and her balance sucked. She careened into a person standing behind her and might have fallen if a hand hadn’t reached out to steady her.
“Whoa. Look out there. You okay?”
“Yes. I’m f-fine,” she stammered and, oh great, now the tears had arrived like an unwelcome rainstorm. They choked her voice and trickled down her cheeks. She looked up at the guy holding her arm and into the bluest pair of eyes she’d ever seen.
His forehead puckered as he looked back and forth between Graci and Mike. “This guy bothering you?”
“Hey!” Mike said.
“No. It’s nothing like that,” Graci said. “He didn’t do anything. It’s me.”
Those eyes were really blue. Unreal blue, like some actor whose name she couldn’t think of right now. For a moment, she was so drunk and confused all she could do was stare into those mesmerizing eyes and wonder if he wore tinted contacts or something.
“Forget this.” Mike’s voice came from somewhere behind her, but it was already far away. Distant.
The blue-eyed man’s frown smoothed, and he smiled. “Sure you’re okay? You don’t look so good.”
She sniffed and wiped her damp cheeks. “I’m fine. I just…haven’t drunk in a while and I… Oh.” Suddenly, the pleasant swirly feeling inside her turned into churning. Her stomach somersaulted and her ears rang. She was going to puke right there in the middle of a crowded club. She clapped a hand over her mouth.
The man didn’t ask again if she felt all right. He took a firmer hold of her arm and dragged her through the throng toward the restroom.
This book kind of give a new meaning to the phrase, “knight in shining armor”. I fell in love with the hero, Neal. Like Graci I felt myself getting lost in that blue eyes. Just the eyes alone spoke volumes. And looking at Graci’s current stand on things, I came to understand her confusion regarding her feelings for Neal and for the woman she wanted to be. I love how he was there to give her what she need and even hang on when she asked for space. The was touch with the love he had for Graci.
I like how the author built Graci’s character. The way she stood up from the fall of a relationship to reinventing herself. I like that despite wanting to change so much, she can’t do the drastic move because of what the sensible old her would say yet fight to hard to make that change. Her self doubt felt so real that even though we’re not the same, I was able to relate to her and her journey.
I love the friendship with Tara and how her character compliment Graci’s. The fact that this series was about a group of friends was enough to keep me holding to every page. I love stories of friendship like this. Much more, this is not just about all the years of friendship that they’ve shared, it’s about how those friendship began, how they lose the bond and work to getting it back again. I think that’s something many readers will be able to relate to.
In the end, this book is not just about romance, but also about finding yourself and conquering your fears.
Bonnie Dee began telling stories as a child. Whenever there was a sleepover, she was the designated ghost tale teller, guaranteed to frighten and thrill with macabre tales. She still has a story printed on yellow legal paper in second grade about a ghost, a witch and a talking cat.
Writing childish stories for her own pleasure led to majoring in English at college. Like most English majors, she dreamed of writing a novel, but didn’t have the necessary focus and follow through at that time in her life. A husband, children and work occupied the next twenty years and it was only in 2000 that she began writing again. Bonnie enjoys reading stories about people damaged by life who find healing with a like-minded soul. When she couldn’t find enough books to suit her taste, she began to write them.
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