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About the book
Series: Perfect Series #2
Release date: February 27th 2017
Genres: New Adult, Contemporary, Romance
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Purchase: Amazon UK | Amazon US | The Book Depository
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The story that started with PERFECT SENSE continues...
Cash Brooks held a secret from Quinn that destroyed any chance they had at a happy ending.
Everything she believed their relationship to be was a lie.
Quinn left heartbroken for Harvard, unable to stop loving him even though she knew his past ruined any chance they had at a future.
Now, she’s in Boston completing her MBA and learning to move on without the only man she ever loved. Starting over isn’t easy… especially when an unlikely circumstance pulls her into Cash’s world once again. The truth will come out, hearts will be broken, and Cash will have to battle the mistakes from his past and fight for a second chance to be with the woman he loves.
Their love isn’t perfect, but will it be enough for Quinn to learn to trust him again? Or will the burden and mistakes from his past keep them apart forever?
I’m not a light sleeper. I never wake up in the middle of the night. Which is exactly why I’m surprised when my body is startled awake out of a peaceful sleep. It’s like I could sense his warm body missing from mine. I’m alone. I sit up on the edge of the sofa hearing nothing but silence. The living room is dark, the television is off, and the only light I can see is faintly coming from under the door of Cash’s bedroom. Could he be awake?
I tiptoe down the hallway and push open his door a crack to see him sitting on the edge of his bed, an empty glass in one hand, and a picture frame in another. I clear my throat to alert him of my presence. He turns his head and lets out a defeated sigh. His eyes darken as I take a cautious step forward. He clenches his jaw and glances back down at the picture frame when I sit down next to him. I follow his gaze to a photo of him and Cory sitting on the front steps of their home in Newfoundland.
“Everything okay?” I ask, cautiously.
“I couldn’t sleep.” His voice sounds weary, and a little low, uneven. He looks at me with an intense gaze. “Watching you sleep with your head on my shoulder…I just couldn’t.”
I freeze when whiskey blows off his breath. I stare down at the empty glass in his hand.
“Have you been drinking?” My voice is stern.
His gaze is dark and distant for a moment. He nods and clenches his jaw. He stands up, moving away from me, and puts on a shirt. It’s several tight, pounding heartbeats before he says something.
“We need to talk,” he breathes out and closes his eyes, jaw tight. When he opens them again he continues, “I feel terrible seeing the hurt in your eyes and knowing I’m the one that caused it.”
I wince, looking away, and he takes a step closer to me before stopping. I want so much to reach forward and put my hands on his face and kiss him. I miss him, despite how angry I am that he lied to me the way he did.
“Cash, you should be resting. This isn’t good for your concussion. We don’t need to talk about this now.”
He can see the anxiousness in my expression, and he drops his eyes drop to the floor, running his hands through his hair.
“Quinn…” He looks at me and I can see the conflict in his eyes.
This burden he’s carried is so enormous that it’s destroyed everything between us, our relationship torn and shattered by his past. My heart turns over, pounding so hard it’s no longer a safe rhythm. He’s going to tell me everything. And I’m ready to know.