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4,25 starsI'm a sucker for marriage/relationship in trouble and reunion tropes and this contribution to the Strangers on a Train collection just cemented this love.
It was emotional and gripping! I was flipflopping between rooting for Jeff and agreeing with Amy that he was an ass who didn't deserve a second chance.
I must admit that when I reached the second before last chapter I was fearing there would not be a HEA. It seemed beyond repair and I was wondering how Ms. Bell was going to fix this. But she did! And in a very satisfying way.
I was pleasantly surprised by the very hot sex scene at Amy's place. The sexy side of this story totally blindsided me as I was completely focused on the conflict between Amy and Jeff but Serena Bell writes fabulous sexy times!
Fave Scene:
- the stairs > sexy times on the stairs! Need I really say more??
Fave Quotes:
It was impossible not to listen, of course. His mouth was a foot from her ear. His voice was a low, dark baritone that had always weakened her knees. She could scramble the words in her head, but that voice would crawl inside her and twine itself around her vulnerabilities and wear her down.
They’d been doing so well. He should have kept going with the niceties. But God help him, he wanted to have a real conversation with her. He wanted to know what she was thinking and what she was feeling. He wanted to crack her open and suck out all the sweetness. Or all the venom, if that’s what it would take. He could do that.
He banged the back of his skull on the soft seat behind him. “Amy.”
Why was that sexy? What was wrong with her? It was too many hours spent too close to him. Months of living with him and having constant access to sex had conditioned her to associate the sight, smell and sound of him with mind-blowing orgasms. And then she’d deprived herself of all sexual contact for six months, and this was the inevitable outcome. He banged his head on the seat, and she wanted to climb on and straddle him.
“We should go to the bedroom.” It would be a better venue for the kind of life-changing, mind-altering—fuck that, ragingly possessive—sex he wanted to have with her. He wanted her to know everything. His desperation, his fear, his determination. What she did to him, how she made him feel.
