TRAXX & CIARA: LET OTHERS LOVE YOU, YOU ARE WORTH IT
This is one of those books that once you start reading, you want to continue until the end. This is Traxx and Ciara’s story; told in each of their POV’s.
Traxx has issues and as such he moves from woman to woman – “Sex and satisfaction were the ultimate goal.”
“There may be – possibly – only one exception. There’s this girl I have some…feelings for. Her name is Ciara Collins. I have known her for over two years. She is absolutely off limits. She is also absolutely fucking perfect.”
Ciara is a strong, independent, yet loving woman – “I’m just patiently waiting for him to be ready to find something other than a quick fuck. I’m in no rush. I know the real Traxx. The one he only lets me see when no one else is around.”
“The very first time I saw him, I knew deep in my heart he was pure, undiluted trouble. Did it matter? No. There was nothing I could do. The word attraction is defined as “the electric or magnetic force that acts between opposite charged bodies, tending to draw them together.” That’s exactly how I feel about Traxx Maxwell, and I’m almost certain that he feels the same way about me.”
An “incident” happens and it changes Traxx in a very deep and dangerous level. But, he has a tight and great group of friends that love and support him unconditionally. They are also very protective. Ciara is one of those friends and her mission is to BTB (“Bring Back Traxx”). After the “incident” they all rally to help Traxx come out of his troubled feelings and his nightmares. True loyalty. BTB gives Traxx and Ciara a chance to connect one on one and have their feelings come to surface. Of course, it’s not an easy task; throughout the story there is mystery and suspense lurking. Yara Greathouse weaves the suspense into the story and it kept me wondering…what or who it could be. It kept me on the edge of my seat.
This story has it all. Tragedy, hot steamy scenes, (oh the shower scene-my lips are sealed!!), funny scenes (brotherly rivalry), danger and suspense. It is a story about trust, loyalty, honesty and learning to live in the moment; taking chances and facing your fears. It is a beautiful story. Read it! You will love it!
I was provided with an Advance Reading Copy by the author in exchange for an honest review.
anything. So many emotions cross his face in a matter of seconds. Happy.
Confused. Sadness. I don’t know what to say. Perhaps I need to say nothing at
all. In the stillness, our eyes do all the silent talking. Our chests move with
heavy breathing and desire pours out through our pores. It’s unmistakable. The
question is what are we going to do about it? The seconds feel like hours while
we weigh each other’s options.
takes a couple of steps until he invades all my senses. So close that I can
feel his body heat, and the clean scent of his cologne becomes a part of the
air I breathe. I look at him, my high heeled shoes giving me a closer look to
his masculine face. His jaw is tense. His eyes intense. It’s a lot more than I
can take. He’s everywhere and nowhere all at once. I want to grab a hold of
him, and I want to turn around and walk away. Too many feelings…too much. I
want it all. With shaky fingers I place a hand on his chest. I’m unsure if I
should push or pull, so I leave it still instead. He is rock solid and soft at
the same time, if that’s even possible. His heat burns my hand, but I won’t
move it. It’s the best burn I’ve ever had.
– inside of me, moving throughout my body and filling in my empty heart. One of
his hands comes up to cover the one I have on his chest, and as I turn my head
to look at the Traxx sandwich my hand’s caught in between, his other hand lifts
up, and grabs my hair, moving it behind my shoulder. His hand caresses my
shoulder, then my collarbone, never leaving my skin, until it finally wraps
around the side of my neck and with his thumb, he gently rubs the outline of my
jaw. Back and forth. And again – back and forth. It’s a beautiful feeling. It’s
excruciating. I catch myself looking into his eyes and then my eyes move so I
can stare at his lips.
to a whimper escapes my lips. I recover quickly by clearing my throat and
whispering, “Thank you.” The time lingers on. I wish I could pull him inside my
place and into my room. Keep him there, allowing myself to be selfish. There
are so many things I want to do to this man that even eternity wouldn’t be
enough time. I also need to try and decipher these feelings I have for him. To
show him someone cares and that he is worth it. His eyes say so much and
nothing at all.
“It’s time to go.”
day. Don’t you think?”
me, back into the receiving hall, waiting for me to lock the door. I turn
around and he smiles and extends his hand towards me. I hold on to it and
follow him to the truck. The thought occurs to me that I would follow this man
anywhere he needed me.
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