Tijan you have done it again, this book is AMAZING. The storyline, characters, drama, love, suspense, twist and turns that you would never expect. This book hooked me from the first chapter and I didn’t put it down until I was done. I LOVED IT!!!!
Taryn had a hard life growing up in foster care never feeling that she belonged anywhere. The only people she even considers as family are Jace (leader of the panther’s gang and older brother to her boyfriend) and Brian (drug addict and Jace’s younger brother. But her whole life was about to change. Taryn was being adopted by a family that lived on the other side of the tracks, so to speak. They had a daughter Taryn’s age, and a son. They appeared to be the perfect family, but looks can be deceiving.
Taryn doesn’t like attention, she would prefer to stay under the radar, but she quickly discovers that isn’t what is going to happen with the new crowd she has been thrown into. Taryn struggles with separating with her old life and Jace and Brian, even though she knows it is for her own good.
Tray Evans: “Tray was gorgeous with sandy blonde hair, striking hazel eyes, and a jaw that girls melted over. While my sister was in the crowd at the top, he was the top.” (This is how Taryn describes Trey) Tray appears to have it all; he is at the top of the group at school, lives in a mansion, has anything that he wants, no adult supervision, but there is so much more to the story of Tray evens then what is seen on the surface.
Tray drops into Taryn’s life because her sister has been bragging about Taryn’s ability to break into places. Tray comes to Taryn to seek her help, but what he is asking of her is what she used to be so she says NO. Trey doesn’t give up easily. The connection that is between Tray and Taryn, no matter how hard they fight it, is evident from the beginning. It is an undeniable attraction that they will either embrace or kill each other along the way.
This book is a wonderfully addictive read; once it was over it still left me wanting more…This story has betrayal, loss, pain, lies, manipulation and love. The strength that Taryn shows even after the shitty life she has been dealt is wonderful to witness. She has an amazing heart and loyalty to those she loves and cares for. I am glad that I had the opportunity to read this book and can’t wait to read more from Tijan….
“Right.” He was like a drug. “I won’t have sex with you.”
He chuckled, teasing me with his breath, and pressed a kiss to the side of my mouth.
Oh fuck. “I mean it.” I tried to sound firm.
“Stay the night anyway.”
I couldn’t. I’d be straddling him in the middle of the night. “No.”
“Please.” He kissed the other side of my mouth and I closed my eyes. It was such a soft graze, but I trembled. He was adding fuel to the fire with each touch, each tease. The wanting was building again so it was a blind lust, a blanket that was folding over me, and I was beginning to not give a damn about what would happen when the blanket completely overtook me.
His hand spread out over my thigh and his thumb dipped down, rubbing the seam of my jeans. It was so close to where I wanted it and I squirmed. An inch further down and he would be right there. My legs spread, just a tiny bit, and I felt him grin against my lips. He knew what spell he was weaving over me. Then he said the magic words, “I won’t let you, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
My heart leapt up and was held suspended.
He brushed his lips across mine again. It was tantalizing and he said again, “I promise. Stay the night. We won’t have sex.”
I tried to joke. “Some good old fashioned humping?” The corner of my lip curved up in a grin, but brushed against his from the movement. We both paused at the caress. A whimper left me. I wanted him so damn much.
“What you can do to me scares me.” I was being honest. It was freeing. Then I frowned. I had never been this open with Brian.
“You mean this?” His hand dipped down and went between my legs again. He paused, his fingers right there where I wanted them and he smiled. “Or this?” His other hand rested between my breasts. My pulse was racing, but my heart seemed to leap to meet his touch.
He felt it and his smile grew tender.
I swallowed. “Both. You’re real.” Real relationships. That’s what we had talked about. “That makes me want to shit my pants.”
He laughed. “Speaking of.” His fingers teased me and slid back inside. Then he grew serious again. “This shouldn’t scare you.”
“Spoken from someone who knows his family, who’s had the same friends probably most his life, who never had to move from home to home.”
He frowned, but said, “Spoken like someone whose father is a disgrace to me.”
I sat upright. “You’ve never said much about your family.”
“Neither have you.”
“My family was Jace and Brian. I’m trying to move on from them.”
He shook his head. “Seems like we’re both holding back.”
I took in a deep breath. That was the truth. That’s why I had been struggling since his party. It was time to let go and move forward.
He touched my bottom lip, drawing my attention back to him. “What are you thinking?”
I hesitated, then said, “About letting you in.”