Genre: New Adult Romantic Suspense/Mystery
Release Date: August 28, 2015
When Trevor Cassidy steps foot on a bus to "Nowhere," Tennessee, he boards with a singular purpose: to leave the life he led behind.
A desolate girl on the ride catches his eye, but he wants almost nothing to do with the ten-foot invisible wall that she's built around herself.
But when calamity strikes deep inside the Tennessee forest, Trevor and the lonely girl, Kat, must learn to trust each other if they want to make it back to civilization intact.
Breaking down Kat's walls will prove to be the hardest thing Trevor's ever done, and on top of that...she's hiding something: something that may threaten their very existence, their dwindling survival.
But how does Trevor uncover Kat's hidden agenda without bringing his own to light?
I nod, never breaking eye contact. And how could I? With Trevor looking at me like that, there’s no chance that I can move, let alone breathe.
Every time our gazes cross, a shift takes place. It moves the air around us: swirling and circling, interlacing and enclosing. It weaves through us, wrapping us to each other: binding us… with this… need.
I can see in Trevor’s eyes all that I feel.
The apprehension. The latent confusion. That undeniable… need.
And there it is again: that needling… annoying… disturbing and somehow strangely consuming sentiment that we need each other. I don’t want to need Trevor. I don’t need him to need me, either.
Whatever it is that exists between the two of us, it is inescapable: invisible but potent. We’re two stars on a collision course, orbiting each other, dancing around another… until the inevitable happens.
A cosmic boom that threatens to rain destruction... or beautiful stardust, and I’m not sure which it will be, so I make a decision right then and right there.
The decision… to get out.
Get out while I still can: while I can spare us both the explosion that is bound to happen. While I can avoid the disappointment that will ultimately follow.
While I can spare myself Trevor’s discovery of my deceit.
Every time our gazes cross, a shift takes place. It moves the air around us: swirling and circling, interlacing and enclosing. It weaves through us, wrapping us to each other: binding us… with this… need.
I can see in Trevor’s eyes all that I feel.
The apprehension. The latent confusion. That undeniable… need.
And there it is again: that needling… annoying… disturbing and somehow strangely consuming sentiment that we need each other. I don’t want to need Trevor. I don’t need him to need me, either.
Whatever it is that exists between the two of us, it is inescapable: invisible but potent. We’re two stars on a collision course, orbiting each other, dancing around another… until the inevitable happens.
A cosmic boom that threatens to rain destruction... or beautiful stardust, and I’m not sure which it will be, so I make a decision right then and right there.
The decision… to get out.
Get out while I still can: while I can spare us both the explosion that is bound to happen. While I can avoid the disappointment that will ultimately follow.
While I can spare myself Trevor’s discovery of my deceit.
My Review
From the moment the book opens, we know that both the hero and heroine have major issues and are running away from something. We also learn that the hero is attracted to the heroine, but she ignores him to the point of rudeness. We have to read a little more to learn that she's actually attracted to him as well.
They'd probably never have even spoken to each other if not for the actions of a bus driver who takes a short cut and ends up in a lake. At this point they must work together to save their lives because they don't really know where they are.
Their characters are revealed as they try to escape the wilderness. I have to say I was angry with the heroine for one action that she took. I'm still not sure I understand her motivation.
The two finally give in to the passion between them and consummate their love. Yet there are still many obstacles between them, and there's one major surprise that I never saw coming.
My review: 4 stars.
Natalie Wrye is a math geek by day, writer by night. She is a quirky, former Yankee living in Northwest Georgia with nothing but her Friends and Gilmore Girls reruns to keep her company. Natalie started writing nonsensical stories at the ripe age of 6; she hopes things have changed since then. She loves chocolate, cuddly things, and large libraries. Oh...and she thinks it's pretty cool to talk in 3rd person.
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