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Bone Deep
Author: Brooklyn Skye
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: September 29, 2014
Description:
The boy who wants forgiveness…
Haunted by the train accident his father instigated, college freshman Krister Ledoux is obsessed with finding the person sending him cryptic hate mail. He knows it’s one of them—a family member of one of the accident victims, and he’s willing to go to hell and back to find out which one.
The girl he can’t forget…
She was a stranger who kissed him in the middle of the train station, and now she’s the girl who pleads with her eyes for Krister to be the distraction she’s so desperate for. Krister doesn’t know what it is about her, why he’s sucked into playing Cambria’s game… All he knows is that when he’s with her, he isn’t consumed with thoughts of the crash.
The collision that can’t be avoided…
Cambria doesn’t know who Krister is—that he’s the son of the town’s most infamous killer, and he knows if his true identity surfaces he’ll lose her forever. However secrets can’t stay buried forever, and now Krister must fight to prove that their bone-deep connection is far more powerful than the hatred she now has toward him.
Haunted by the train accident his father instigated, college freshman Krister Ledoux is obsessed with finding the person sending him cryptic hate mail. He knows it’s one of them—a family member of one of the accident victims, and he’s willing to go to hell and back to find out which one.
The girl he can’t forget…
She was a stranger who kissed him in the middle of the train station, and now she’s the girl who pleads with her eyes for Krister to be the distraction she’s so desperate for. Krister doesn’t know what it is about her, why he’s sucked into playing Cambria’s game… All he knows is that when he’s with her, he isn’t consumed with thoughts of the crash.
The collision that can’t be avoided…
Cambria doesn’t know who Krister is—that he’s the son of the town’s most infamous killer, and he knows if his true identity surfaces he’ll lose her forever. However secrets can’t stay buried forever, and now Krister must fight to prove that their bone-deep connection is far more powerful than the hatred she now has toward him.
I shrug. “I like to watch people. It’s sort of a stupid, little game I play trying to guess what they’re thinking.” I point to a large, suit-clad man dangling a briefcase at his side near the bottom of the stairs. “Like him. He’d rather be sitting in a sports bar watching the Broncos game instead of going to his next meeting.” My fingertip runs up a few steps to a twenty-something woman with a whining toddler in tow. “And she’s regretting the one-night stand she had on graduation night.” Cam giggles, and then I aim my finger at her shoulder. “And this one…” I shake my head. “Yeah, I haven’t quite figured this one out yet.” My hand falls to my lap, and immediately she picks it back up and points it at her, a slight tilt to her head. Even though she is so small, I am very aware of her. Of the way her hair drapes over her shoulder and brushes against her leg. Of the sweet scent that hits me every time she shifts her arms. Of the small strip of milky-white skin peeking out as her shirt rides up on her back a bit.
“This one,” she says quietly, gripping my hand tighter, “hasn’t figured herself out, either. She was having a horrible day, and then she saw this cute guy—who she once called a creep and feels really awful about.” Another flush of pink tints her cheeks. Damn, she’s kind of adorable when she’s embarrassed. “She thought she should apologize, so she did, but then as she sat beside him, she started to notice how piercing his eyes were and straight his teeth were, and”—she giggles—“now she’s rambling like an idiot.”
“I don’t mind,” I say with a grin. I don’t expect her to keep going, but she does, her voice lower and a bit shaky as if talking to strangers isn’t something she does often.
“Good, because what she’s really trying to say is that…” Her thumb traces my knuckles. “…for some reason all she can think about is if it’s too soon to make a move on that cute guy because she could really use something to take her mind off her day and make her feel good for even a second.”
Her hand stills. She looks at me. I look at her. Is she serious?
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I would really love to read a book like that! They always have me on the edge of what will happen on the end!
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