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506 pages, ebook
First published March 6, 2018
“My intentions are to deserve him.”
"I said, you fuckfaced shitstain," his words were low, slow, measured, "get the fuck away from her, or I will fucking fuckily fuck you the fuck up.”Kat is one of those heroines that even though I couldn’t completely related to, I still liked so much. She is imperfect, and though she’s a little hard on herself at times, she always owns up to her mistakes. I loved how Dan showed her it was okay not to be perfect, none of us are. I think even though these two seem like an unlikely pair, they compliment each other wonderfully.
“Parts of you are ugly and messy. I still want you. I want the ugly and the beautiful and everything in between. You don’t pick and choose the parts of a person you want. Shit, I’m the ugliest fucker I know, and I want to give it all to you.”It was great to see the rest of the Knitting crew and follow along to where their stories are going. I very much hope this isn’t the last that we see of this crew, but if it is, it ended on a high note. Another thing I thought was fantastic about this story was Dan’s mom. I loved her so much!
“I think I’m addicted to you.”
But I'd never felt the shitty feeling in my chest until I met Kat Tanner. Like I couldn't draw a full breath when she was around. Actually, scratch that. I couldn't draw a full breath sometimes when I simply thought about her.
“Parts of you are ugly and messy. I still want you. I want the ugly and the beautiful and everything in between. You don’t pick and choose the parts of a person you want. Shit, I’m the ugliest fucker I know, and I want to give it all to you.”
I loved her so fucking much, part of me thought maybe I wouldn’t be able to last another ten minutes without her in my arms. My heart would give out. I’d die. BAM. Kaput. The end.
“This man, does his name rhyme with fan?”
I laughed, rubbing my forehead. “I can’t tell you.”
“Will you tell me if it rhymes with pan?”
I laughed harder, but chided, “Sandra. I can’t tell you.”
“Hmm.” She looked like she was trying not to smile, her green eyes bright and happy. “Okay, fine. You’re not going to tell me. Fine. So, this man, let’s call him Dan—”
“I’m in love with you. You’re my fucking—fucking sunshine. My goddamn everything. You’re the center of my whole fucking universe. I’d give up swearing for you, I swear. If you asked, I’d never say the word fuck ever again, that’s how much I love you. I love you more than fuck, so that’s a whole-fuckavalot.”
* I received an early copy of this book. This does not affect my opinion. *