“This book made me feel like no other.” - Reader Review
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“Where to begin, this book will literally have you in emotional whiplash in the best possible way.” - DDs Book Room
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If I wrote a song for you, this would be it. Max held out his hand. Dance with me?” I wanted to cry. I didn’t want him to go. I wanted forever. He was sunshine and moonlight, sandy beaches and salty air. He was happy laughter and sexy smiles. He was my best friend, my lover, my heart…He was everything good in this world, and believe me, few things were ever good in my world. I didn’t want to lose him, but would never begrudge him this experience. I took his hand. “We’ve never danced together, have we?” “This is just the first of many, Ellison Davis,” he murmured, pressing his lips to mine. “I like the sound of that,” I said against his mouth. We danced for the remainder of the song and just when I thought it was over, it began again.