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Reviews
Review by Barbara
What an amazing storyline. This is one of those books that grab you from the start, melt your heart and have you rooting for a happing ending. The characters are so well written and defined that they seem to come to life and make you feel like you are right there living life beside them.
Cade and Indy had been best friends since childhood. For Cade he knew Indy was his; at first his best friend, then his girl and if he had his way, his ole lady. But Indy wanted away from MC life. Cade didn’t want to lose her so he was going to leave with her. Something his father was not about to let happen. But all is for not when Indy walked in on Cade and sees him having sex with another girl. So she does the only thing she can. she runs. She runs out of state to college and becomes an ER Doctor, following her dread and doing everything she can to put Cade and her MC life behind her.
As for Cade, he stayed with the MC, lived a reckless lifestyle, since his whole world had left him. He put everything he had into club life and eventually became the MC Prez. But on the inside, he never got over Indy.
When her father dies, Indy comes home for the funeral. Not for her dad, but be there for her mother. He mantra “Get in and Get Out” and back to her life, she can’t afford to lose herself to her old way life and especially not Cade. But Cade has other hopes. Maybe, just Maybe when she learns to truth of that awful night she might forgive him. Can Cade convince Indy to hear him out and give them a chance? And what about her old friends, will they forgive her for running out without a word and never looking back?
This is an exciting, well written book that will having you roped in and refuse to let go. This emotional ride is one I highly recommend grabbing up. 5 Stars and 2 Thumbs up for this Must Read and bring on book 2, I can't wait.
Review by Kathy
Good God, this book almost killed me. I mean, I have never wanted to hit a woman so much in my life (character woman that is) as I did Indy. If she wouldn't have done what she ended up doing towards the end, I think I would have thrown my kindle and went after the author!!! LOL. There are a couple of question I have about things that took place in this book, but I'll save them for the Author because that would give too much away in the story line, and you just need to read this incredibly written book with characters that will capture your heart. Indy and Cade have been best friends since they were five years old. As they grew into teenagers, those feelings changed and the two young people became lovers. More than lovers, they were deeply in love, with plans for college and a future with a home and babies. But one night, one night changed all of that and Indy ran and did not return for 12 years when she had to return home to bury her father. She's changed in that time, she's now a doctor. Cade, he's changed too. He's harder, darker and ALL MAN!! But the one thing that hasn't changed, the feelings that they still have for each other, although one refused to acknowledge those feelings and keeps pushing them further down. But when love is true and love is strong, it will not be denied. It takes work and Cade gives it everything he can to get his girl to return to him. The ending of this story will have your jaw dropping and wondering when the next book will come out and what will happen and who done it???
I actually adored this book and Cade and Indy's story (despite wanting to clobber her a few times). The supporting characters are charming and quite engaging, and yes they are bikers but still...they often make you smile. Even the crazy ol lady that...well you'll have to read that part!
Great read and I highly recommend it.
Excerpt
CADE
I heard her
as soon as I entered the building.
“It’s a
classic, sonny boy, and you don’t fuck with the classics. Do you hear me? Or has that combover blocked
your ears?”
I couldn’t
help but grin. The voice belonged to Sybil Calley, my formidable, charismatic
grandmother. Seventy-something-years old, she was a force to be reckoned with
and very rarely backed down in an argument. Any poor soul who took her on was
in for a fierce fight, and by the sounds of it, Tito was about to feel the full
force of hurricane Sybil.
“It’s
blasphemy! That’s what it is. Blasphemy! Why, I bet Deborah Kerr is rolling in
her grave, God rest her beautiful soul. How dare you stain such a beautiful
story with your weirdness, you rude little boy!”
As I
rounded the corner, Sybil and Tito came into view. Tito was standing with his
back to the wall with his arms in the air, while my formidable grandmother
yelled at him. He looked terrified.
“Grandma
Calley,” I interrupted, trying to contain my grin. Seeing me walk in, Tito
looked relieved and relaxed his arms.
Sybil
wasted no time in getting straight to the point. She held up a DVD so I could
see the cover. “Did you know about this?”
I took it
from her and couldn’t help but grin at the cover. Pure spank bank bullshit that sells. But definitely not what you
wanted your grandmother looking at in front of you.
“How on
Earth did you even know about it?” I asked.
“I might be
edging close to buying the farm, Cade, but I’m not quite dead yet. You know I
like to keep my finger on the pulse. It’s Tuesday, and I know you drop into
this pit of despair on Tuesdays, so I came down to speak with you.” She gave Tito
a withering look. “Ran into this little twerp and found this . . .”
She ripped
the DVD out of my hands and held it up. The cover was a rip-off of An Affair To Remember, except it was
titled, An Anus to Remember. Gay
porn. It was a bestseller.
“It’s a
disgrace, Cade. An absolute disgrace.” She pushed the DVD into Tito’s chest.
“You should be ashamed of yourself.”
“Ain’t
nothing wrong with a bit of man-on-man love, Grandma,” I said, trying to
diffuse the situation. Sybil could be unpredictable at times.
“I know
that! Man on man. Woman on woman. I don’t give a goddamn! What I do care about
is taking a classic and turning it into smut. Now that is not right, Cade. Not
right. You don’t fuck with the classics.”
“Cade, this
can’t keep happening,” Tito moaned.
Sybil
turned back to Tito. “I’m seventy-three years old but I ain’t dead yet, sonny.
I’m the original biker queen and I’m still packing as much attitude as I did
back when my old man started the Kings of Mayhem more than fifty years ago. If
you ever mess with one of the classics again and put your perverted stamp all
over it, I will knock you on your ass, do you hear me?”
Again, I
struggled to contain my grin.
Tito,
however, looked unraveled. And he had every cause to be because I had no doubt
Sybil meant what she said. She was a classy lady who never left the house
without taming her bright red hair and putting on a thick coat of red lipstick.
But she was a biker queen first. Tough. Fierce. With a mean right hook.
You didn’t
fuck with Sybil Calley.
Taking pity
on Tito, I slunk an arm around Grandma’s shoulders and guided her toward the
front door.
“Now,
Grandma, you can’t come in here and get up in Tito’s grill about things. Head
Quarters is off limits to MC women, remember?”
That rule
had come about after Sybil had swept through Head Quarters like a hurricane and
upset an entire cast of actresses on the set of a movie we were making called Some Like It Hard. Sybil was a die-hard
Marilyn fan and managed to put the fear in all the actresses who were on set,
leading to a mass walk-out and halting production for three days.
Not that
Sybil paid any attention to rules. She was the original rule breaker. She did
what she wanted, when she wanted. And if it suited her, she’d blame her forgetfulness on her age to get away
with it, despite being sharp as a tack.
She waved
off the mention of the rules.
“If that
little pervert can’t handle a seventy-year-old woman, then he needs to take a
cup of cement and harden the fuck up.” She glanced over her shoulder and narrowed
her eyes at Tito as we were walking away, and muttered, “little pussy.”
I tried not
to laugh because that would only encourage her, so I asked, “Grandma, why are
you here?”
She relaxed
and smiled. “Now, Cade, you know you’re my favorite grandson—”
“You say
that to all your grandsons . . .”
“. . . and
I love you. So I wanted to see how you were feeling about Indy coming home.”
“This isn’t
her home anymore, Grandma. She lives in Seattle now.”
“Thank you,
Captain Obvious. But you know what I mean.” Her face softened as she took my
hand. “I know the affect that girl has on you. I just wanted to make sure…”
“What?”
She smacked
me hard on the arm. “That you’re not going to be an ass about it.”
I couldn’t
help but grin. Good on Grandma Sybil.
“A lot of
water has passed under the bridge, Grandma. I’m not an eighteen-year-old
psychopath anymore.”
Sybil
didn’t look convinced. “You’re a Calley and we’re passionate sonsofbitches.
When we love, we love big, and if that love dies, then we die a big death along
side it. I should know. When your Pappy died, my heart went with him.”
I couldn’t
help but smile at my feisty grandmother.
“I’m sure
Jury wouldn’t like to hear you say that,” I said.
Jury was my
grandma’s sixty-year-old boyfriend.
“Jury isn’t
the love of my life. Your grandpappy was. Jury knows I’m just after his body.”
I raised an
eyebrow at her. “Grandma, there are certain things a grandson should never hear
his grandmother say, and that’s right up there with them.”
She waved
me off. “The body may be old and the reflection in the mirror might be slightly
different, but the mind is still twenty years old. I might not be able to do it
the way I used to but—”
I stuck my
fingers in my ears. “Lalalalalalalalala . . .”
She rolled
her eyes. “Fine. I’ll let you think that I don’t do the things I still did when
I was twenty.”
“Seriously,
Grandma . . .” I begged, pained by the mental images.
Sighing
dramatically, she changed the subject. “Your mom is making dinner for Lady and
Indy. Somehow I was extended an invitation. I assume you’ll be there.”
To say
Sybil and my mom didn’t exactly get along would be an understatement. The civil
unrest had ended years ago, but in its wake was a frosty cold war of mammoth
proportions. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn’t exactly see eye to eye.
I nodded.
“I’m heading over there now.”
“Fine. I’ll
follow you. Lord knows I’ve had my fair share of pussy and cock today.”
I opened
the front door for her and shook my head. “Jesus Christ, Sybil. My ears are
bleeding.”
