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My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Find me is the second part of the Found Duet series. You have to read Free me first because it's about the same characters.
“My heart is open, Gwen. Whatever else has happened, whatever other things are standing between us, my heart is open.” “I don’t want to lose you again.” “You never did.”
Excuse me while I have a huge grin on my face. I had high expectations for Find me. I wasn't entirely convinced by JC and who he was. But bring me a good romance ; words to fall for and actions that speak for themselves and I'm a goner.
The story begins a year after the action in Free me.
Gwen has a new job at Sky Launch, she still has her sister and brother near her and she has found a new friend in Laynie (or Aylana if you prefer)
Her life could be complete if it wasn't for the hole left by JC's departure.
Gwen tries to deal as best as she can. She is more rational but the walls she has created before to protect herself are still there because of the uncertainty she feels regarding JC.
He promised to come and find her but what if it's not the case ?
How long do you wait for someone when you can't be sure there's a future ?
Gwen's attitude wasn't perfect all the time while she waits but JC has mentioned she had to live her life and that's what she did. She felt some guilt over it but once again what could gave her the absolute certainty that JC was the one for her ?
« The answer was, I’d be lost. I was lost. Because of him, I was open and looser and closer to happy than I’d been for most of my life. But the heart of me—the part that believed in love and ever after and sweet kisses and romance—that part of me was lost. »
I've found it to be a perfect start for the story. I could see Gwen has grown up during her time alone.
She still love JC with all her heart but she is not stupid either and all her questions are valid.
I was expecting JC's return and when it happened I wasn't disappointed.
Their first scene together was edgy, even uncomfortable for both of them. The tension was palpable. The sexual needs was there but they didn't act on it and it was pure perfection !
“I’m not going to say that I’m not dying to have you under me, Gwen. Because I am. But I’m dying to just be with you more.”
JC step up his game all along and the things he said won me over.
Their relationship may not have started out of normalcy but it's their own
“There’s so much that I wish I had with you, Gwen. You wanted to do things differently this time? So do I. This time I don’t want you to go a day without knowing where I stand. I love you.”
I didn't give it 5 star because I had two small issues. (View spoiler HERE)
That being said, Find me is probably one of my fav' book from Laurelin Paige.
The regular appearance of Hudson and Laynie were a huge plus. It made me want a small new novella for them.
With Find me, Laurelin Paige achieve to give us readers a fantastic lov story full of expectation, tension, lots of questions, a touch of drama, an underlying threat, the right amount of steam but most of all what she gives us is love
"We belong together. We’ve always belonged together.”
I grabbed my cell and checked the time. It was six-twenty-nine. I threw it in my purse and turned back to the mirror to give myself a pep talk. “We will not have sex. We will not have sex. We will not have sex.”
Jesus, I was so horny already, and I hadn’t even seen him yet. I’d thought about taking care of myself before JC got there but wasn’t sure if that would make things better or worse. By the time I’d decided it would make it better, Ben was there, and now JC was ringing my buzzer.
“You look incredible,” he said when I opened the door.
I blushed as I gave him a onceover. He was dressed in khakis with a fitted shirt and a lightweight jacket. Lots of buttons, I thought. Which was a good thing, considering how damn good he looked. Had he always been that buff? “You do, too.” My thighs felt hot. Good thing I’d changed out of my pants.
I really should have pulled out my vibrator earlier.
“You brought flowers?” I’d been so taken by him I hadn’t noticed the small bouquet in his hands. Three red roses dressed with some smaller white bell-shaped flowers I couldn’t identify were wrapped in a red ribbon. I hadn’t expected it. “I didn’t know you were the kind of guy who brought girls roses.”
He shrugged with one shoulder. “I’m trying to impress you. I have a feeling this date is a test of some kind, and I want to make sure I pass.”
“Not a test,” I said dismissively. Though, wasn’t that what this was? A test to see if we got along as well outside the bedroom as we did inside? “But thank you. You do impress.”
I shifted my weight to one hip and flitted my glance between JC, still standing on the other side of the threshold, and the flowers in my hand. “I should put these in water.” But I wasn’t sure I was ready to invite him in. Because in meant we’d be closer to my bed. And my couch. And my kitchen counter. All of which were locations that could be tempting.
Really, I just shouldn’t be anywhere alone with him.
Either JC felt the same way I did or he could read my mind. “You can do that later. The plastic containers on the stems should last until we get back. And we should get going.”
“Perfect.” I set them on the console table behind me, relieved and nervous all at once. I took a deep breath, grabbed my purse, and turned back to him. “Let’s go!”
In the hallway, he offered me his hand. I took it, then, there it was—the shock of his touch as his fingers weaved with mine. I let out an involuntary sigh, and with it bricks of tension fell from my body. Release. It shuddered through me as electricity sparked up my limb from where we were connected and spread throughout my body, and I wondered if this was what it felt like to melt. What it felt like to be frozen for so long and then, finally, to have the sun brush against cold ice, transforming it into something more fluid, something entirely different.
I glanced down to where we were joined, so overcome by how right it felt to be touching him in this simple way. When I looked back at him, I found his eyes pinned on me. His expression said he’d felt it too.
“You messed up, you know,” he said, as we started toward the elevator. “You were supposed to wear something that I didn’t want to rip off of you.”
My cheeks heated—actually, I wasn’t sure they’d ever cooled from the first blush he’d caused. “You said it would be impossible for me to wear anything that wouldn’t elicit that response. The only other choice was to go naked.”
“That would have been an excellent choice.”
“But not very practical.”
“I’ve never been a fan of practical.” He pushed the call button and the elevator doors opened immediately, the car likely still there from when he’d arrived.
We stepped inside, our hands still molded together. The doors closed, and I so badly wanted to turn and kiss him.
Instead I delivered the short speech I’d practiced since I’d woken up that afternoon. “I think I should tell you, I don’t have sex on first dates.”
“Wow. That’s...surprising. Considering we had sex before we’d ever even been on a date.” He squeezed my hand. “But, after you left me with blue balls this morning, I already figured out you’d turned into a prude.”
I laughed. “I’m not a prude. I’m cautious. And that’s nothing new. That’s always been me.”
“Yes, it has.” The short phrase was full of subtext, and I knew he was remembering how uptight I’d been when we’d first met. Icy. Frigid bitch.
“I’m better than I was,” I assured him.
He nodded. “I know. Otherwise you wouldn’t have given me even this much of you. And if you want to wait, then I can too.”
What I wanted was to push him against the wall and devour him.
But that was an in-the-moment want, and long-term, I wanted a relationship that was real and lasting. “Thank you. It means a lot.”
He leaned in close and, though we were alone, whispered in my ear. “I’m not going to say that I’m not dying to have you under me, Gwen. Because I am. But I’m dying to just be with you more.”
Despite the descent of the elevator, his words sent me floating. “You’re really good at that impressing thing.”
He gave me my favorite grin. “Who knew?”
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About the Author
Laurelin Paige is the NY Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Fixed Trilogy. She's a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there's kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn't seem to complain, however. When she isn't reading or writing sexy stories, she's probably singing, watching Game of Thrones and the Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.
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