The universe shifts, and our stars realign.
I still regret walking away the next day.
Never Got Over You by SL Scott
is a book that is destined to capture every reader’s heart. I haven’t read a
single book by Miss Scott that I didn’t thoroughly enjoy. However, this book
has a bit of a different feel. It is like a story of epic love. Love that is
fated, destined. I loved that they met and they knew it could be something
great but there were too many obstacles in their way. They parted ways. But
life has a way of pushing things together or apart when necessary and Nick and
Natalie were not done with each other.
Obviously, I’m being very vague in this review. I
don’t want to tell you the story but it’s most definitely worth a read! The
story is just as beautifully written. Almost in a poetic way that just made the
book hard to put down. Scott has a way with making love seem so real. Nick and
Natalie were really fun characters. They just worked together and I love how
Scott created their situation and how it all came together after falling apart
time after time. Great read!
I received an ARC of this book with the
hope that I would leave an Unbiased Opinion. I was not required to leave a
review, positive or otherwise, and my opinions are just that... my opinions.
He shoves his hands in his pockets and rocks back on his heels. “About that date? The offer still stands if you’re up for it.”
“Tonight?”
“Right now.”
Checking my watch, I purse my lips in thought. “I don’t know. I’m coming off a bad date, so that puts a lot of pressure on you to redeem my night. If you don’t, that will be two bad dates in one night. Might be a record.”
“I’m up for the challenge.” I knew he was, but I love that he takes the bait . . . I mean, up to the task. When he looks at me, it’s as if he sees my thoughts, and my cheeks heat in response. Taking a few steps closer, so close that my eyes dip closed as if I’m about to be kissed, he says, “As I see it, we have several options.”
Playing off how bad I just misread that situation—again, I might add, recalling the last rejection from him that I barely survived—I tap my eye as if dust invaded the corner. “Sorry,” I reply, blinking like a crazy person. Lowering my arm, I latch my good eye onto him. “Several options, you say? Do tell.”
He gives me a second full once-over and then rubs the pad of his thumb over his bottom lip as if he’s devising a plan. The intensity of his eyes lands back on me. “We can get a drink at a nearby bar. Or maybe you’re up to hang out at my hotel suite . . . or your place. Whatever you want to do, I’m all yours.”
“Are you?”
A smirk splits his lips. “Since Catalina, but that’s old news, and I want to hear about the new you.”
“Like?”
“Natalie in New York versus you in California.”
Undecided on what I want to do, I look down the street one way and then the other, but with him standing so close, his scent has our past trickling back into my memories. I turn back to face him. “I know a place not too far from here. It’s low-key at this hour, but then turns into an after-hours dance club.”
“I prefer low key.”
“Then we have ourselves a date.”
We make it to the corner before he says, “You look good, by the way.”
“Thanks. You aren’t so shabby yourself.” The sound of his laughter is addicting, and don’t get me started on that cute smile. I’d almost forgotten about those dimples.
He playfully knocks his elbow into mine. “Looking on the bright side paid off.”
“How so?”
“You told me that if we look on the bright side, we won’t be strangers the next time we meet. And here we are—not strangers.”
“At the time, it was one of my wiser pieces of free advice.”
“What about now?”
“I’d tell you to get my phone number. Much wiser, but you know, we could reintroduce ourselves and share our numbers just in case one of us goes MIA.” Hint. Hint. Hint.
