Synopsis
from Goodreads: Livy
notices him the moment he walks into the coffee shop. He's
heart-stoppingly stunning, with a blue-eyed gaze so piercing she's
almost too distracted to take his order. When he walks out the door,
she thinks she'll never see him again. Then she finds the note he
left on his napkin . . . signed M.
All
he wants is one night to worship her. No feelings, no commitment,
nothing but pleasure. Every defense mechanism Livy has adopted during
her solitary life is at risk of being obliterated by this confounding
man. He's obnoxious but well-mannered. He's a gentleman but aloof.
He's passionate but emotionless. Yet the fascination is so powerful,
Livy can't deny him... or herself.
M
awakens something in Livy, something deep and addictive that she
never knew existed -- and that she fears only he can satisfy. But she
senses that behind the fast cars, fancy suits, and posh apartment,
he's aching inside. To have him, body and soul, she'll have to brave
his dark secrets. Delving into his world and breaking down his
defenses become her obsession - an obsession that could shatter her
heart beyond repair.. .
Stats
for my copy: Trade paperback, Orion, 2014
How
acquired: BookCrossing
My thoughts: I had mixed emotions throughout this book. I liked
Livy, the narrator. She was funny and self-deprecating. But I wasn't
sure about Miller. At times I liked him, I could understand why Livy
was attracted to him, but at other times I just thought he was an
arrogant douche bag and I wanted Livy to run in the opposite
direction.
Livy
meets Miller when he comes into the coffeehouse where she works.
She's still new at her job, and learning to master the complicated
cappuccino machine. Before leaving, Miller writes her a rude note on
a napkin.
Livy
can't stop thinking about Miller,and it turns out he can't stop
thinking about her. They meet again, and he tells her he wants
twenty-four hours with her. No strings, no commitment, and nothing
beyond twenty-four hours. She adamantly refuses, but eventually she
breaks down and agrees.
It's
so obvious that Livy is way too young and vulnerable to enter into an
agreement like this, and I felt that if Miller were a real man, he
would've realized that and not pushed her into it. What follows is
lots of fantastic sex, better than Livy has ever experienced before,
along with an emotional roller coaster for Livy, where she swings
from misery and angst and self-loathing to euphoria and happiness and
back again. The first time Livy comes to her senses and forces
herself to walk away from Miller I was applauding her. But of course
she went back and started the whole cycle over again. I think it's
safe to say that for the most part, I did not like Miller Hart and
had absolutely no respect for him.
While
there is lots of sex, it's actually pretty tame. Miller tells Livy
that he will always “worship” her. They have sex, they make love,
but they do not “fuck”. And when she tells him she wants him to
fuck her, he is horrified, and insists that no, the pleasure must be
slow and savored, every time. I kept waiting for him to finally lose
control and give her the fucking she wanted. I mean, jeez, loosen up
dude!
The
events unfold excruciatingly slow, especially in the first half of
the book. And then towards the end there is a twist that comes
completely and shockingly out of left field, and after that it's
tense and compellingly page turning, and I do want to read the next
book to see how Livy and Miller will deal with the fall out.
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