Series: Every Life Series #1
Published by Self-Published on 3rd August 2013
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Source: Author, Purchased from Amazon
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How does someone give their heart away when they don’t have all of the pieces?
Not that Makenna really wants a second chance at love anyway. She is stuck in her tragic past, secretly living every day for her deceased fiancé, while her new boyfriend, Drew, is gently nudging her into the present.
Desperate to appear normal again, she slaps on a happy face and goes through the motions of a normal, healthy relationship—but with the exception of even a single kiss. And she’s okay with pretending, but Drew needs more than she’s willing to give.
Surprisingly, it’s an innocent letter from a soldier halfway around the world that has her seeing life differently. Sawyer is at his breaking point, and his depression sucks him in deeper every day. Makenna becomes his only lifeline to home, and he’s hanging on by a very weak thread.
By helping him, Makenna learns to let go of grief before she’s left with only a ghost of the woman she once was, finally freeing her from guilt and showing her that it is possible to love again. But when she discovers that both of the men in her life are hiding something, she makes two shocking revelations.
One of them is insanely in love with her, and one of them destroyed her happy ever after.
Even though a fairytale ending does await her, is she willing to face her own demons to fight for it?
REVIEWED BY KELLY
*An eARC was provided to me by the author in exchange for an honest review*
*And then I bought if from Amazon to support the author!*
When I’m reading a book, whether it’s a paperback or a book on my Kindle, I have a notebook with me so that I can write down any thoughts that pop in to my head. I think at one point I spent more time writing in my notebook than reading this book! I was frantically writing things down like “really good” (a profound thought – I know!) and “I love this!” and then as I read on those thoughts became “uh oh” and “oh no!” and even “noooooo, I don’t trust this!”
Ok, so to get to the point – I ABSOLUTELY LOVED THIS BOOK! You have to read it right this minute. Don’t even carry on reading my review, just go get it. Oh, actually, hang on … I have an excerpt for you.
When I read the blurb I kind of thought I had things figured out and that I knew exactly what to expect from the story. Let me tell you I WAS WRONG! It was not what I was expecting at all, and that’s a good thing. It was so much more! I got a story of loss, a story of love, and I got a bit of a thriller (not in a thrilling way, in an eeek I’m worried kind of way!)
I have been thinking since I finished reading Every Breath in the early hours of this morning how I would be able to review this without revealing spoilers and I’m still stuck about how to do that. So, because I absolutely don’t want to include spoilers I have decided to keep this review short and sweet and just keep repeating how good I think it is, hopefully I’ll eventually sell it to you enough for you to either add it to your TBR pile or, even better, hop on straight over to Amazon and one-click it.
I don’t think you’ll regret spending a few hours on this little gem 🙂
I know, I know, that this sounds like a total cop out but I want you to be able to experience this for yourself. I’ll admit that within the first few chapters I thought everything was cut and dry and I thought I knew where the story was going. I was so wrong and if I say more than that I’ll ruin it for you so my lips are now zipped!
As soon as his face fills the screen, I want to call Callie into the room to tell her exactly how wrong she is. He smiles as soon as he sees me, a warm, genuine smile that stretches almost to his ears. His tired eyes are half closed, but they appear to be the color of dark amber honey. His sharp jawline leads down to his wide neck, corded muscles running down each side. He isn’t classically handsome like Drew, but he’s more rugged. Strong. Hard to tear my eyes away from.
“Can you hear me okay?” Sawyer’s gravelly voice echoes around the concrete room.
“You’re perfect. I mean, I can hear you perfectly.” Jeez, I usually take a little longer to make a complete fool of myself.
Sawyer chuckles, momentarily hanging his head to hide his amusement. “Somehow, you’re exactly how I pictured you. I’m so glad to finally get to hear your voice and talk face-to-face.”
“Me, too.” I absentmindedly twirl my hair between two fingers, a bad nervous habit of mine. “Except you’re not at all how I pictured you.” Not. At. All.
“No?” He pauses to rub his hand over the top of his buzzed head, making me want to do the same. “Do I even want to know what you thought? Better? Worse?”
“Very pleasantly surprised.” I grin at him, finding him just as easy to talk to like this as I do by email or instant messaging. “Are you ready to meet them?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be. Is it sad that I’m nervous?”
“I was, but after talking to you, I know they’ll adore you.”
One corner of his mouth pulls up. “I hope so.”
The rumbling sound of a herd of little footsteps is my indicator that we’ll find out sooner rather than later. “I’m going to turn you away from them, so they can’t see you. And stay quiet until I introduce you, okay?”
He nods and salutes with a wink, and I want to melt into puddle right there on the floor.
My class begins to trickle in, one-by-one, pulling their jackets off and taking their seats. Their cheeks are flushed from the cool wind, and the fresh air clearly gave them a renewed energy. The room is practically buzzing with it.
As the last one takes their seat, I peer down at my computer screen to see Sawyer watching me intently, pretending to zip his lips when he catches me looking.
“Okay, class, I have a little surprise for you.”
Before I could go on, a petite hand shoots up in the air. “Yes, Kristin?”
Her wide eyes almost match the “o” shape of her mouth. “Cupcakes?” Of course, the prospect of sugar coma-inducing baked goods sends the entire room into mass hysteria.
Clapping my hands in a special pattern, I get their attention again. “As much as I love a good cupcake, Kristin, that’s not what the surprise is today. Raise your hand if you remember the cards that we made several weeks ago for our new soldier friend.”
Every single hand in the room goes up, except for Riley, who lost interest when cupcakes were no longer involved. “Okay, good. Now, I want you to meet a friend of mine, and then I’ll give you the surprise.”
I flash a smile down to Sawyer before I spin my laptop around to face the class. A collective intake of breaths is all I hear when they see his face. “Boys and girls, this is my friend Sawyer Harris. He is the soldier that got your cards, and right here in my hand is the letter he sent back to you.”
I knew the kids would come through for me. And for Sawyer. Their sweet faces immediately split into wide partially-toothless grins, and the room erupts with chatter, applause, and cheering. And when Sawyer greets them, they all look at him like he’s a rock star.