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Damian Tate. One look into his sad green eyes and I was hooked. I wanted to be the one to make him laugh, to make him smile. I hadn't expected him to be the one to make me blush, to make me hot...to make me fall in love. He was my first kiss, my first love, my first everything. I wanted forever with him, but life got in the way.
He enlisted, I went to college, and for years we were never in the same place long enough to pick up where we left off.
Thirteen years after he left, tragedy brings him home. The stoic boy I fell in love with grew into a quiet, dangerous and wildly sexy man. He still tugs on all the right strings for me, but he seems determined to keep me at arm's-length.
However, when trouble comes knocking at my door, he is the one to put himself between that trouble and me.
Spending time with him might drive me insane, or it might be our second chance at first love.
Damian and Thea were, at times, almost star crossed lovers. There was a push and pull with them, some miscommunication, some expectations and disappointments...and all of this draws the reader through the story.
You meet them at the beginning of their story. You follow them through all of it, to see where they go, how they change, how they grow apart and together again.
There is definitely angst here, as you know that their hearts are still with the other, even when life seems to be saying they need to go in different directions.
A large part of the book is spent with them not together, and you still feel a connection between them. This is, in my opinion, the strongest part of this story...the connection being there for the reader even when they are apart.
I definitely recommend this book...it is one you will think about even after it is finished.
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L.A. Fiore is the author of several books including: Beautifully Damaged, Waiting for the One and A Glimpse of the Dream. She's also the social secretary for her two children, a tamer of ill-mannered cats, the companion to one awesome dog and married to her best friend. She likes her wine red, her shrimp chilled and her social gatherings small and intimate.
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