After The Night

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To forestall just such an action, she took a healthy swallow of juice, and actually felt a slight lessening of tension in his muscles. “Don’t you dare,” she muttered. “I’m trying my best not to throw up again.” The most ridiculous thing is that Gray pops up from everywhere. Faith is in the kitchen, Gray pops up from the oven. She’s drinking coffee, he pops up from the cup. She’s in the bathroom, he pops up from the toilet. … I understand that it’s fiction, but what the hell! At least give me something credible every now and then.

As for the suspense? Well, I was surprised not by who the murderer was, but by who the murderer wasn't. I had a whole other scenario played out in my head, and was waiting for this twist in the story, but it wasn't to be. Hmmm, I guess I over-thought this one.:)The romance isn't sweet, they fight constantly, but the dialogue, everything between them... Uber chemistry! Nor did she know what else to do, except keep asking questions. Sooner or later, someone would be stung to respond. The best smell in the world, Faith thought as she meandered through the woods, staring up at the captured sunlight and holding her secret happiness cradled deep in her chest, was Gray Rouillard. Faith lived for the glimpses of him she got in town, and if she was close enough to hear the deep, dark rumble of his voice, she trembled with joy. Today she'd gotten close enough to smell him, and he had actually touched her! She was still giddy from the experience.

Feeling compelled to comfort Yolanda, Faith had touched her shoulder and said, “You needed to talk about it. I understand, and I swear I’ll keep your confidence.” The best smell in the world, Faith thought as she meandered through the woods, staring up at the captured sunlight and holding her secret happiness cradled deep in her chest, was Gray Rouillard." That was believable, unless Yolanda always dressed at home as if she were the nineties version of June Cleaver. “Ten minutes,” Faith promised.Why would that aggravate someone so much that they’d send her a note like this, and leave a dead cat in the mailbox?”

OMG (again..) it was so d@mn hertbreaking emotional. There, in the beginning had After the Night really true classic 'grand sob novel' status. ~ That little innocent baby brother!! Sob &Sigh!!! My heart broke... She had no more resistance to him; she might as well admit it. If he hadn’t said what he had, she’d have given in to him there on the grass. Her morals and standards were useless when he took her in his arms, paper tigers that were vanquished by his first kiss.Somehow in the next 80% I lost the genuine emotion between Gray and Faith. I knew her history, but I couldn't connect to Gray's infatuation with Faith, at least not above and beyond the lust burning in his loins. I'm in love with Gray and Faith.❤ I absolutely loved their banter and their enemies-to-lovers story. There is a mystery that connects them to their ugly past. It was easy to guess who the culprit was, but the romance is the most enjoyable aspect of this amazing book. 💕 my first book by this author and definitely won't be the last. Gray looked down, too, and saw what he had missed the first time. “Shit. There’s no postage mark. It was on top of her other mail, so I thought it had been mailed, too.”

Worst of all I felt like Jaclyn and Eric were pushed together by the author. It didn't read as something that naturally happened between them. I felt no spark and chemistry for their relationship. Okay, Eric think that Jaclyn is classy lady with long legs...but is that all he sees in her?? There must be hundreds of women who fit the bill. What Jaclyn saw in Eric? The heroine, on the other hand, is a modern emancipated woman who turns stupid in the hero's presence. You know the type. At the age of fourteen she had literally been thrown out into the night like a piece of trash, and she had lived with that pain ever since. I told you to be out by nightfall, and I meant it," Gray snapped. "Gather up what you want to take with you, because in half an hour I’m setting fire to whatever is left." Faith stared at them, her eyes burning. She wasn't jealous. Gray was so far above her, and she was so young, that she had never thought of him in a romantic, possessive sense. Gray was the shining center of her universe, to be worshiped from afar, and she was giddily happy with the occasional glimpse of him. Today, when he had actually spoken to her, and touched her shirt, had been paradise. She couldn't imagine herself in Lindsey's place, lying naked in his arms, or even imagine what it felt like.There is a little tragey, an unrequinted love and betrayal. Gray's mother is a top notch bitch, to me she is worse than Faith's mother. In a way Gray, Faith and Gray's father suffered because of her. The crimes are also done in her favour, when she didn't even participate in any human business. The only person upset by the arrangement, apparently, was his sister, Monica. Starved by Noelle's emotional distance, Monica doted on her father, and was fiercely jealous of Renee, both on behalf of her mother and because Guy spent so much time with Renee. It was a lot calmer around the house now that Monica had gone away to school and become involved with her friends there. To the extent we are left wondering what about the actual motivation for the murder, let alone how it could have been accomplished, and why and how his alibi became involved.