Epilogue |
It starts that night in Spain when they meet after they have been apart for a year. It is solely from Caleb's POV. We see how unsure he can be about Livvie and how desperate he is for her love.
We see the sweet Caleb, still arrogant and alpha, but we know Livvie never breaks.
She goes by a different name and so does Caleb, except both have the same last name now. I loved how Caleb opens up to her and later on to her friends too. He still has issues with his past and how to deal with his future. There is no doubt in my mind that they are happy together for the rest of their lives.
This book was written for "Caleb's kittens". We kittens have to thank C. J. for it. It was even better than the first two.
It was funny, happy, witty and of course darkish at times.
It was great to be in Caleb's head 24/7. If you didn't like Caleb before, this book will change your mind. My kindle is so full of bookmarks because I simply enjoyed it too much. My friend Rebecca read it at the same time. We were texting at midnight back and forth about the things that Caleb was saying. A lot of LOL moments.
Kudos to C.J.
“Caleb… come on. You know the second I go over there you’re just going to pounce on me.” She was biting her lip again, her fingers nervously tugging on it. “Caleb? Are you even going to say anything? Oh, okay, so you’re just going to sit over there, looking all ‘you know you want me’? I’m not scared of you, Caleb.” She crossed her arms over her chest and tried her best to look intimidating. “I have pepper spray in my purse!”
I couldn’t help it. I burst into laughter.
“Oh my god, you’re such a jerk,” she said. She walked toward me and unceremoniously plopped onto the sofa. “Fine! I’m here.”
I was still holding my stomach when my laughter finally subsided and I could make eye contact without starting up again.
“I’m sorry, Livvie, I really am. You kill me. Pepper spray? I’ve tracked you all over the world and that’s what’s going to stop me—pepper spray.”
Livvie’s wide grin was my reward for all the slaps and insults she’d thrown my way during the course of the evening.
“Well, maybe it wouldn’t stop you. It would still be fun to watch you roll around on the ground crying for a while.” She shrugged. “It might still be fun.”
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