After witnessing Makenna’s journey to find herself again, Callie is reminded of her own struggles with love. No, Wes wasn’t always the easy going guy that he is today. He was moody and unpredictable in the worst of ways, and she was certain to call him out on it every chance she got. Looking back, she’s amazed at how much their lives have changed since they met.
Before tragedy shook them to the very core of their lives. Before her dream career began. And before Wes wasn’t a broody jerk with a closet full of personalities.
Yes, just four years ago, everything was different…
Makenna and Shane are just a couple of lovesick college students, and Callie is doing her best to keep up with the demands of her junior year. Life is boring, and she is totally fine with that. But boring flies right out the window the day Makenna cons Callie into helping with Shane’s brother’s birthday party. She expects a gangly pimple-faced teenager, but Wes is far from it. He is temperamental and opinionated, but he is also incredibly hot and thoroughly enjoys pushing her buttons. And she pushes his right back.
Even though their undeniable attraction draws them to one another, Wes is clear with Callie about one thing. Relationships are off limits. Friendship is all he has to offer, unless of course, Callie is willing to add a few benefits to that. He works hard to keep the reasons for his aversion hidden, but secrets have a way of making themselves known sometimes, no matter how deep you bury them.
Two of those secrets hold the key to unlocking Wes’ fears of the ultimate betrayal. And the other secret has Callie falling even deeper than she ever dreamed.
But she’s unsure of one thing . . . is she enough to save him from himself?
“Life sometimes sucks ass, and it hurts like hell. But when it knocks you down, you stand back up and dare it to knock you down again. And when it does, you get up again and spit right in life’s stupid face.”
What a great second book in this series! I have to admit, I was nervous going in to it after all the heartbreak from Every Breath. But, I was pleasantly surprised at how much I enjoyed it. It’s different…very different, and very funny and sweet. Callie was one of my favorite characters in Every Breath and it was great to get her story, also.
In Every Breath, Callie played a big role, but Wes did not. I didn’t know what to expect from him and wasn’t sure where this story was going. Some I was surprised by and some not. I called him MANY names while reading this. MANY NAMES!! Some good and some bad! He made me crazy with all his emotions!! Wes is a complicated man, but worth the fight. I must say, Callie is an awesome person for sticking with him. He made her work for it, that’s for sure. I laughed hard and a lot at the two of them. I LOVE a strong willed female and Callie is that!! Yeah, she let Wes stomp all over her emotions some, but overall she put his ass in his place without giving up on him. And that made me enjoy her even more J
“No matter how many times I tell myself that we can only be friends. No matter how many times I try not to let you get to me. I can’t make it stop. I’m not just flirting with you. You slay me, and it takes everything I have in me to keep you from seeing it.”
If you have read Every Breath(and you better!!!), you know there are some heartbreaking moments and I was nervous that those were a part of Every Kiss, but thank goodness they were not. I needed her to leave all that in Every Breath and she did…Thank you Tasha!!
“What’s that weird thing you’re doing with your mouth? It almost looks like a smile, but the great and powerful Wesley Baxter wouldn’t dare.”
Callie and Wes’ story will make you swoon, laugh, love, scream, and sigh. One of my favorite parts and lines of this book is this….”You don’t need four if you get a big enough one to begin with.” They are two amazingly caring and honest people who just have to struggle to be together, but when they are together….they are great together J I enjoyed that their relationship is not just about the sex. There was just enough romance to make my heart happy, but not too much to make me gag. Overall, a great read and I am very happy I was given the chance to review it. You all can mark this one as another Book Bitch approved book, author, and series 🙂
“I don’t think we’ve met before. Name’s Jake. You?”
I turn to the mountain of man approaching me. Whoa. Talk about sex on a stick. With a face, body, and voice like that, this guy isn’t melting hearts when he walks into a room . . . he’s melting panties. “Pleased to meet you, Jake.” I hold out my hand to shake his. “I’m Callie.”
He lifts my hand to brush his lips across my knuckles before releasing my hand. “The pleasure is all mine, gorgeous.” Yep. Definitely panty-melting. “Wes and I have been best friends since we were playing Kiss Chase in first grade. We’d take turns helping each other corner the girl we wanted to kiss. How do you know him?”
“Really, I don’t. I just met him this afternoon. His brother is dating my best friend, Makenna.”
“Oh, yeah? I saw him with her earlier. Cute girl. So, which lucky guy are you here with?”
I open my mouth to answer, but I’m silenced by the appearance of Wes at my side.
“She’s here with me,” he says with a slight chill in his voice. His words stun me, and I can’t figure out what the hell to say to that.
Jake belly laughs and punches Wes’ shoulder. “Oh, man. Does Allison know that? Because I have a feeling she doesn’t like to share. She certainly doesn’t look too pleased with you right now.”
I whip my head in the direction of Jake’s gaze and see Allison perched on a bar stool, glaring in our direction. Her too-pink lips are tightly pursed, and she’s shooting daggers at him. At me. I’m not sure which.
“I don’t mean ‘with me’ in that way,” Wes says, shaking his head. “I mean she’s off limits to you. She’s off limits to all of the assholes here. You make sure and remember that.” He points his finger at his chest.
I clamp my hand around his wrist. “Excuse me. Can I talk to you for a second? In private?”
He jerks his head toward the stairs and stalks over to Allison. “Be right back,” I hear him grumble. He follows me across the room, occasionally grabbing my shoulders to steer me around the crush of bodies or a staggering drunk. I hear his footsteps following mine up the stairs, and I’m thrown into the sudden realization of what this looks like to everyone watching. If the cat calls and whistles are any indication, I’d almost bet the rumor mill is already circulating. Great.
I turn down the corridor toward my room, but he grabs my elbow and pulls me into his instead. Shutting the door behind us, he sits at the edge of his bed and looks up at me, waiting.
“What the hell was that down there, Wes? I’m with you? I appreciate your help and all, but I don’t need you cock-blocking for me.” I feel my pulse firing rapidly in my chest, but I can’t figure out if it’s because I’m angry at him or if it’s because I’m alone with him. In his bedroom.