Even after years of trauma therapy, Peyton still believes she’s broken. She has little desire to date or show off her natural beauty, content simply to hang out with her best friends and run her pie shop in New Orleans. But her world turns upside-down when a handsome architect and self-confessed player shows up in her shop and thinks she’s perfect, much more than the usual hook-up. While Peyton does her best to resist his charms, believing she could never be enough for him, she can’t deny the obvious heat between them. With Reed determined to have her, Peyton must decide whether to continue to hide behind her apron and baggy clothes or take a chance and share her scars with Reed, a man with a playboy reputation and scars of his own — a dark past he can’t possibly share with Peyton, not after learning the horrors she’s endured. But if they can find a way to trust each other, and themselves, they just might be able to heal, to save each other, to live perfectly broken together.
“Sometimes it’s better to push people away, so you don’t hurt them,” Peyton said, “and they don’t hurt you.”
Peyton shook her head. “I’m never going to be whole again.”
“That’s bullshit, too. I won’t have talk like that, Miss Peyton. I just won’t have it.” Dr. Lorraine cocked her head to the side. “It’s time for a change in direction — a serious change of direction. This is what we are going to do. You made a lot of progress with Reed – lots of good oral and other stuff. But now you’ve cut him off, and I see you backsliding. I don’t like to see it. I won’t allow it.” She stroked her chin then cracked her knuckles in preparation for some great declaration. “I’m prescribing a little retail therapy.”
“What?” Peyton cried.
“Yes, that’s what I’m prescribing. You get that friend of yours, Quinn, and hit the shops – Canal Place, Magazine Street, St. Charles Avenue, wherever,” Dr. Lorraine ordered, her whole body bouncing. “I don’t want to see you in those sad, baggy ass clothes anymore. Just looking at them, they mess with my head, and they screw up my whole day. You ever think about how they make me feel?”
“No,” Peyton said with a laugh.
“Makes me sad. I hate them. So I want new shoes, clothes, athletic wear, undergarments! Everything new. Got it?”
“How is this therapy?”
“Honey, you’re hiding again. You’ve flipped your sex switch back to off, and I’m not about to let it hibernate in some frozen tundra again for years. We’ve worked too damn hard. You need to get in touch with your sexuality without a man helping you do it. You have to do it. And clothes are the perfect place to start.”
Peyton shrugged. “I don’t feel like it.”
“You don’t feel like it? Tough shit! I didn’t feel like getting my pap smear last week, but I did.”
Peyton smiled. “It just seems like a waste of time and money.”
“Well, if you don’t want to do it through clothes, I can prescribe something else. Maybe a pole dancing class?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Or daily masturbation?”
Peyton rolled her eyes. “Fine, I’ll get the clothes.”
“Good,” Dr. Lorraine said, writing in Peyton’s chart, as if filling out a prescription to take to the drugstore. “Among other things, I want you to get some power panties.”
“Power panties?” Has she been talking to Bret?
“Sexy underwear,” Dr. Lorraine said, still writing. “They can make a woman feel very powerful.” She put down her pen and looked at Peyton. “When a man wants to be taken seriously, he usually wears a red tie. Ever notice that in presidential debates? Lots of red ties. Red is the color of power.” Dr. Lorraine waved her hand and snapped her fingers. “So get yourself some red panties, girl! Take back your power! Do it for yourself!” She handed Peyton her prescription.
“I didn’t realize my power was in my underwear.”
This book is about Peyton Mayfield, and how while at a college party she suffered a traumatic event. Years later she is still trying to recuperate from it and is living in New Orleans working in her grandmother’s bakery. Peyton believes what happened all those years ago is still her fault. So she now dresses very unprovocatively (in baggy clothing) and focuses on the business.
Reed Langston is a very wealthy handsome business man, and his family cast a dark shadow over him years ago. He does not do relationships…he just has sex.
Reed and Peyton’s lives cross paths when Peyton’s best friend Quinn’s boyfriend brings Reed to the shop. One look at Peyton and Reed was a goner. He did not know what it was about Peyton but he wanted her and wanted to get to know her better. Peyton does not trust men in general. Yes she felt something for Reed but one look on Google told her he could not be trusted. Reed was on full out chase mode when he came to Peyton, he would not take no for an answer.
Their relationship is a slow build, which I happened to find refreshing. They started to talk as friends, and the banter between the two was really fun to read. They were both being as honest as they could be. Reed just knew that he had to get her to see that there was more to him than she thinks. He was funny would show up at her shop every day and help out if theres were busy or meet her to run in the park.
“Do you think about sex like every ten seconds?”
“No, like every hour or so. But around you it might be every ten seconds. So like about 50 times since we’ve been talking here.”
“Do you honestly think I’m going to have sex with you.”
“Yes, I guarantee it.”
Quinn, Peyton’s best friend, is fiercely protective of her. She does not trust Reed’s intentions and she knows his past of being a Man-Whore. All women need a Quinn in their lives. She is always there for Peyton and is supportive of all Peyton does.
“Hold on a minute.”
“I’ve heard all the warning and bulls*it from Bret. I don’t need to hear them from you, Quinn.”
“Good. So you know that if you hurt my friend, your d*ck is coming right off.”
This relationship is good for Peyton. Reed brings out a side of Peyton that she lost all those years ago. He is patient and willing to take things slow with Peyton. And he has no problem telling Peyton, that she is the only woman he wants.
“I know I don’t have any right to ask this, but I don’t want you dating anyone else. I don’t want to share you. I have no interest in any other woman but you. I promise.”
“You don’t like to share? I don’t like to share, either.”
These groups of friends are so funny. I loved them interacting as group. The stuff that comes out of their mouths is hysterical.
“Well, you’ve got the thong. This girl is feeling sexy. She’s a guarantee lay and probably a good one. I know when you wear a thong, I’m getting lucky.”
“Or I just hate panty lines.”
“No, that would be the G-String, which is a dirty naughty girl.”
“What does a pearl thong mean?”
“Can I find out soon?”
Through their relationship, Peyton gets the strength to tell Reed about that tragic event in his life. She was so afraid of how he might react and think of her. She was not prepared for his true feelings to come out. He was supportive, caring and loving.
“I’m never going to me whole again. He broke me that night. And I’m scared I’ll never be enough for you!”
“It hurts me to hear you talk like that. You’re enough for me. You’re everything to me. You’re all I need.”
“I love you Peyton. I’ve been trying to find a way to tell you for the days.”
“I love you too.”
We have a slurry troll mole in this book. Heather the beotches of all beotches. Heather and Reed’s family have been friends for years and WAIT FOR IT…..f**k buddies. Heather does not like that fact that Reed has turned over a new leaf for Peyton and cast her aside. She decides, she is going to take matters into her own hands.
“I may now have his attention at the moment, but that’s only temporary.”
“I have his full divided attention, I assure you.”
“He always comes back to my bed.”
Reed is keeping a secret from Peyton, but with Heather’s help the truth comes out. Everything Reed and Beeca worked on comes crumbling down.
“Baby, are you ok?”
“You should have told me.”
“You make it sound like I had some obligation to tell you. I’m not sure I’m required to tell you all the horrible, embarrassing bad things about my family.”
“You didn’t tell me. I can’t trust you. I never could.”
“Baby, please let me explain.”
“I’m so stupid, I fold you everything.”
Will Reed be able to make Peyton see he is truly sorry? Can Reed show Peyton that he can be trusted? Will Peyton learn to trust her heart and trust in the man that helped her find herself again? Please click this book. You will not be disappointed. I was happy with the outcome.
I received a complimentary copy from the author/publisher in exchange for an honest review.