one night to change me—one point twenty-seven seconds, to be exact.
chains would lock my heart. If one veers too close or digs too deep, the cruel and
mean bastard many hate is unleashed. My plan has succeeded for the past seven
years. I’ve driven away a girlfriend and
killed a few friendships along the way.
into my life—or worse, the room next door. She strolls into my house with her
bouncy brown curls and banging body, slithering herself through the smallest
opening and making me crave the one thing I’ve denied myself these past years.
I’m not worthy of enjoying. How long do I have to struggle with the demons that
haunt me every night before the torture ends? Forever, I remind myself, but the
links protecting my heart break each time Paige Kensington enters the room.
missing your signature apparel this evening,” Rob comments, and when I swivel
around, he’s leaned back in his chair, his fingers strumming along the table.
This incredible sexual response comes over me, that he was admiring me going
about doing a mundane task. The pleasure brings so much warmth through my
veins, I wish he was mine and I could saunter over and straddle his lap. I ache
to grind against the hardness I created, as his hands would find my ass.
urge. “Oh, well, laundry day.”
up my legs. “I’m not sure which one I prefer.”
pants with absurd expressions are your things?”
they are.” My breathing stops before sputtering back up. Our eyes meet and an
unbearable inner excitement flows through me. The more I swim in the blues of his
eyes, the more he spins me in his web of magnetism. Just as I’m about to ignore
my mind’s resistance, I jolt from the beep of the microwave and quickly spin on
my heels. Grabbing the bag, I toss it back and forth in my hands because it’s
then the chair legs scrape along the floor and his footsteps thump behind me.
“Let me help you.” He relieves the burn in my hands, opening the two corners.
Steam rushes out of the bag and I grab a bowl to pour it into. We accomplish
the menial job together as a team. He’s about to retreat back to the table,
when he stops, leaning forward. “I like that I give you that reaction.” He
whispers and I lick my lips out of reflex.
won’t stand a chance in keeping my distance from you.”
you to?” The words slip out of my mouth before I can filter them.
the bowl on the counter and then nears closer, gripping the counter on either
side. “Believe me, Paige, you do.” My heart stammers and the edge of the
counter digs into my palm.
goes back to the table, leaving me mute stricken and frozen in place.
I have absolutely loved this series from the beginning, and hate that it’s coming to an end. It’s been amazing watching the transformation of these characters, and Michelle has definitely saved the biggest transformation for last.
Rob was so hard to like in the previous books. He’s cocky and self-centered, and makes no apologizes for the fact that he only cares about himself. He tries to push everyone away with his attitude, including his best friends/bandmates. We finally get to see in Let Me Go how much of this is an act, and what let him to be the person that he is.
Paige is running to get away from troubles of her own, which leads to her renting out a spare room from Dex, Chrissy, and Rob. The attraction between her and Rob is immediate, but she knows that she can’t have anything more than friendship with him because of the demons of her past. It doesn’t help that Chrissy has warned Rob “no touching.”
As hard as they fight their attraction to each other, Rob and Paige can’t help the easy friendship that develops and grows between them. They open up to each other in ways that they never have with anyone else, and this slowly leads them to see that they may be what each other needs. Unfortunately, unresolved issues from both their pasts threaten to ruin everything they’ve slowly allowed to build between them.
transferring from school to school before settling down in the outskirts of
Chicago ten years ago, where she now resides with her husband and two
kids. She developed a love of reading at
a young age, which helped lay the foundation for her passion to write. With the encouragement of her family, she
finally sat down and wrote one of the many stories that have been floating
around in her head. When she isn’t reading or writing, she can be found playing
with her kids, talking to her mom on the phone, or hanging out with her family
and friends. But after chasing around
twin preschoolers all day, she always cherishes her relaxation time after
putting the kids to bed.
Me Love (Book #3)
Let Go (Book #4)
Me Go (Book #5)