Rock bottom.They say the only way to go from there is up, but what is “up” when you’re born into someone else’s rock bottom?At ten, football became my first love. It’s what got me out of the house away from my self-destructive family. My love for football landed me at Las Vegas University with a full ride scholarship, and the orange on my jersey was my favorite color…until my eyes landed on the red dress Fallyn wore the night we met.
At twenty-one, I jumped off the cliff into the unknown the second Fallyn McIntyre danced in my arms at a party. I had the greatest girl in the world and the opportunity to play college ball every Saturday. My rock bottom was looking up, thanks to my two first loves.
Parties, sex, and football—life was perfect. But one drink too many, and my world came crashing down. When I chose pills over my second love, my head told me it was the best decision I ever made. The pills keep me warm and protect me from the distance Fallyn created. Percs don’t judge me. They make me feel alive.
They say the best things come in threes, but one leads to a stable future, one is my salvation, and the other drags me to hell—a hell I’d willingly burn in for eternity…if it weren’t for my second love.
Turning to face the guy who is either too stupid or too drunk to take a hint, my eyes land on the handsome face of a tall blond with the lightest blue eyes I’ve ever seen.The smirk on his face clearly indicates he believes I should be impressed. And I am. There’s no doubt about it. I’m completely fascinated by the ego this douchebag emits with one simple look. Without a word, I let my eyes trail from the top of his purposely mussed hair that probably took longer to fix than mine to the orange chucks adorning his big feet.
He allows the perusal, awaiting my approval. Cocking an eyebrow at his blatant, pompous attitude, I push his hands off my hips.
“Not a chance, buddy,” I say before turning back toward the kitchen.
My legs tremble, wobbling on my already unsteady heels. I release a long, slow breath, hoping he disappeared into the crowd. The last thing I need is for him to notice the way my eyes lingered on his stubbled jaw and the muscles of his chest even his clothes can’t hide. I’m almost certain he could sense my quick, unmasked arousal. One look was all it took for this man to creep his way under my skin and throb in my core. He’s got self-entitled, bad boy, asshole written all over him—character traits I would have dropped anything for a few years ago. Not today, though. Those are flaws I left in Utah when I graduated high school.
The same firm grip reaches for me again, wrapping all the way around my body and pulling my back against an incredibly strong chest.
I close my eyes for a moment, allowing only a second of contact before turning around and readying my hand to slap him across the face for taking such liberties without my permission—just another alpha asshole attribute that used to make me swoon.
“You need to get your—”
His finger covers my lips, preventing me from getting my words out. My attempt at what I’m sure was going to be a very eloquent threat against his manhood falters as he pulls me closer to his body. His leg somehow finds its way between mine as he squats a couple inches to decrease the differences in our height.
The strong hand that has reached for me twice tonight is around my back, fingers splayed against the thin red fabric. The finger that halted my words trails down the column of my damp neck before gripping around at my nape. Gooseflesh follows the trail, racing over my fevered skin. He holds me against him, guiding me to the rhythm I hated until this very second. Like the traitorous slut she is, my body molds against him, every soft inch against his hardness.
“I don’t,” I begin again, only to have his hand leave my neck to push another finger against my parted lips.
I watch, enthralled and utterly stupid, as his bottom lip rolls between his teeth at the same time his thumb sweeps over mine.
I cave, wholeheartedly capitulating to the moment. Ignoring the warning bells going off in my head, screaming at me to bolt through the front door and not look back, I grip the silky athletic fabric of his jersey and pull him closer. A knowing grin lights his face and sparkles in the crystal blue of his eyes.
One song blends into another as our bodies close every millimeter of distance. No words are spoken as the countdown begins. No promises are made when the clock strikes midnight. No way I’ll survive this man when his breath becomes mine. No chance I’ll see him again when swaying all night turns into dancing tongues. No possibility of keeping my promise of no bad boys when one hand grips my nape and the other squeezes my ass.
Alcohol has never really been my thing. The memory of the first time I drank heavy liquor in high school is enough to make my stomach sour, but the bourbon on this guy’s lips is the perfect mix of sweet and spicy. It’s, hands down, the most satisfying thing I’ve tasted since the ice cream I had after getting my tonsils removed when I was seven. I savor every fraction of a second, every slow glide of his tongue against mine, each time his lips pull back a fraction and turn up to smile against mine.
I’ve had the pleasure of reading The Cereberus MC Series, so I’m familiar with this authors unique writing style. We Said Forever is a different read since it has nothing to do with an MC but nevertheless the blurb sounded good. This is a powerful and painful read. This starts off as a beautiful love story but than it takes a tragic and dangerous turn. I love how this author isn’t afraid to use real life issues in her stories, I’m talking about the ugly not just the pretty parts.
We follow Blaze and Fallyn journey to love, happiness and tragedy. Blaze has had a hard childhood but his saving grace is his talent on the football field. He is known to be a ladies man on until he steals a kiss from Fallyn. Fallyn doesn’t do the party life or jocks in college. She’s focused and driven in her life but the minute she kisses Blaze her feeling change. I should really say Blaze changes her feelings, the boy was relentless in his pursuit. I adored how Blaze was able to win Fallyn over but just as soon as he does tragedy strikes and Blazes life takes him in a direction no one expected.
There was an intense chemistry between the main characters and don’t get me started on the push and pull. Their first kiss set my kindle on fire, so just imagine how hot their relationship was. I have to say that the choices Blaze made did gut me but for him, he knew no other way to handle his pain expect through pills and drugs. There is an ugly side to addiction and the author isn’t afraid to show readers just how ugly, dirty and dangerous it can be. The start of this book was filled with so much promise, hope and love but soon it turned to heartache, despair and sorrow. There was so much angst and regret I felt in the pages of this book. It was a tortuous and brilliant read.
We Said Forever was a emotional and poignant journey. It will make you take pause and reflect. We all make mistakes at some point in our lives and at times it all becomes to much. I know for me this story felt real and I was vested in these 2 characters and their beautiful and tragic story. Yes, I felt the connection and their commitment to one another but I also felt their vulnerability and their breaking points. This was an intense story about addiction and how destructive it can be but with a powerful and undying love redemption is possible. What a enjoyable and addictive read!