Nick Stevenson is all about the rules. He’s khakis and polos, the boy next door, and certainly not a risk taker.
Rayne Summers hates rules. She’s leather and lace, a free spirit, living from one moment to the next.
When Rayne rolls into town, Nick suddenly discovers a new side of himself. He’d never believed in love at first sight and yet, BOOM! From the moment he saw her, he instantly knew Rayne was his and he would do anything to keep her by his side.
A rush of something dark ran through me like a freight train and almost knocked me on my ass. I’d never felt it before, but I instantly recognized it as possession. My hands balled into fists as I took in the lust-filled gazes from the crowd of men surrounding her. I wanted to shout that she was mine and use those fists to send every motherfucker there running in the opposite direction.
I’ve wanted this man to get a story since I met him trying to take November from Asher (like that was ever going to happen … but still). I have to say, he was absolutely nothing like I pictured him from my initial encounter. I enjoyed all the layers that were Nick, especially since each of those layers seemed to be a contradiction to the others. In meeting Rayne, I think it was the first time even he was truly able to delve into himself and really decide who he is.
I’m a little undecided on Rayne. I loved her sass and quick wit, her free spirit and how she was able to peel away at Nick’s layers, but there was something about her that just didn’t click with me. I can’t quite put my finger on it, because there’s nothing inherently wrong with her, just on a personal level-I don’t think we connected. With all that, I do think she pushed Nick to get out of his comfort zone and allow himself to actually live a little more openly with exploring all the facets of himself.
A good read and I am so so so happy Nick finally got his boom!