Synopsis
Evan Levesque was a rock-god--the one all the woman wanted, but he'd never gotten used to the loneliness between the stage and real life.
With just one cup of coffee they'll begin a journey of self-discovery at each others sides, but can Emma handle Evan's fame while dealing with her own demons? Emma's checkered personal past, a bad relationship that haunts the edges of her memories, threatens to make everything implode on them when Evan takes matters into his own hands.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words...they'll destroy my soul--Can Emma handle being put back together and facing who she's become because of it?
4 star review by Jen Skewes
Emma Walker seems to have lost herself after her relationship ended with her high school boyfriend years ago. Her ex hurt her in ways that no man should hurt a woman. Their relationship was an abusive one, both emotionally and physically. And all though they have not been together in years, that relationship still haunts her. Her past has left her broken and with no ounce of self confidence. She has always dreamed of being a writer, but her past has stripped her of that dream. She believes that she will never be a good enough writer, and chooses not to pursue her dream. But one run in with rock god Evan Levesque and everything slowly begins to change for Emma.
Evan has been in the rock world for quite some time now. He is sexy, famous, rich and could have any girl that he chooses. But while Evan loves music and loves the performing, he isn't too fond of the lifestyle that goes along with being a rock star. He wants a break from the craziness, someone to share the lonely nights with and not feel so lonely any more. He wants to find someone to love him for him and not his rock star status. When he bumps into Emma at the coffee shop, sparks fly and at that moment Evan knows that there is something special about Emma. He wants her and wants to get to know her, but he also sees that there is a broken side to her and breaking down her walls may not be easy.
Evan and Emma's relationship was so sweet and heart warming. They start off as friends and slowly move onto something more. They basically take their time getting to know each other. Evan is on tour with the band so the time that they actually spend together is limited. But Evan makes sure that every free minute that he has, is spent with Emma. They have this connection and bond that neither one of them expected. There is this level of comfort that they feel when they are together. But Emma is still so broken from her past. She is still trying to heal from the abuse she suffered in the past. Sometimes the words that people say to you hurt more than the physical pain that is inflicted. And as a result of those words Emma has no self confidence. She is afraid to trust and open her heart again. But Evan is not going any where and he has every intention of helping her to heal from her past and move on to her future, a future with him. But will she let him?
This was a light, sweet, heart warming story of a rock star and an ordinary girl finding love when least expected. I have read many rock star books so I will be honest and say that I kept waiting for the drama and the angst to unfold, but Evan and Emma's story wasn't about that. It was about Evan, a very sexy, sweet and amazing rock star falling in love a broken girl. Evan was so loveable. He was patient and caring and so sweet when it came to Emma. He wanted to help her move on, he wanted her to see how amazing she was and to to help her to follow her dream and to not give up. Evan and Emma's journey together was one that will warm your heart. It is about finding your self again and finding out.....what is love exactly? I loved Evan and Emma together and would love to see more of them in the future. Great job by Cassandra Giovanni!
Excerpt:
I traced the outline of the beads on
his neck showing through his v-neck t-shirt. "What does this
symbolize?"
"Prayer beads."
I let my fingers follow the line of his
vein down his shoulder, over the flowers that dotted his upper arm and down to
his forearm. I turned it so I could trace the lion on the inside. "And
this?"
"Lions are bad ass."
"Seriously?"
He shrugged. "Unfortunately, not
every tattoo I have has a meaning."
"The roses?"
"My mom's favorite flower. I know
it's not original," he commented as he took my hand and put it over his
heart where the roses were. "But after everything my parents went through
with me I wanted something to symbolize them."
"Everything they want
through?" I asked as I let my fingers fan out across the shape of his
chest muscles before bringing them back up and playing with the tips of his
hair that were beginning to curl.
"I left home when I was sixteen to
record our first CD, went on tour at seventeen, and started tattooing the crap
out of myself at eighteen. I know I'm successful, but I can't say I think this
was what my parents wanted."
Evan had moved his head so he was
staring out at the ocean. I watched as the waves reflected in his eyes and his
chest heaved with a deep outlet of breath.
"I'm sure they're proud of
you," I tried to reassure him, but I could tell from the way his jaw
tightened that this was something he had been dealing with for a long time.
His eyes met mine and he reached up to
touch my face. "I know...but it doesn't change the fact I was their only
child, and I abandoned them for a life they never approved of."
"I'm not an excellent poster child
for things parents approve of either. There's so much guilt I deal with day to
day. I know that I hurt them," I explained, my voice diminishing to a
cracking whisper that was only just audible against the sound of the waves.
I closed my eyes, unable to bear the look on his face as I admitted,
"What's worse is the anger I feel at myself for it."
I felt Evan get up and kneel in front
of me, pulling my face to his own. I concentrated on the touch of his rough
finger tips, the smell of his heady Axe cologne and then the feel of his
forehead as it pressed against mine while I tried to calm my breathing.
"Tell me something..." his
voice drifted with the waves; "tell me why it feels like you're a part of
my soul?"
I opened my eyes to look into his,
watching as the yellow around his iris darkened to a burnt orange and the brown
faded to a muted green.
"Because you're a part of
mine."
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