As we always get from M. Robinson, this book blew me out of the water. Her ability to weave a storyline that captures me on the first page blows my mind…
This story is told in past and present and gives you the insight of Aiden and Bailey when they first met to the present day. So much has happened and we don’t know everything and the need to know is killing me.
Of course, the angst level is at an all-time high (this is M. Robinson people!). She has once again left us not knowing everything we need to know. Honestly, these are two of the reasons I love her writing…angst and cliffy’s…she tugs are your heart (well – pretty much rips it out at times) then leaves you with your beating heart on the floor…but it’s only for a few weeks – you will survive!
M. Robinson gave us a glimpse of Aiden and Bailey in Lost Boy (#TeamNoah), and I needed his story once we met him – well, we asked, and M. gave us and a fantastic glimpse into some of what makes Aiden…well Aiden. You may not love him all the time while reading, he’s not in a right place at times, and you may want to smack him and shake him, and then you will want to kiss him <— classic M. Robinson, make you love a character that you should probably hate. She can give us such well-rounded characters that you can’t help but get all the feels and want them to be happy, and when they aren’t – you aren’t.
M. Robison has done it again my reader friends, and she’s excelling at it!! Only a few weeks (a little more than 6 six…we can hold hands and theorize how M. will put our hearts back into our chests and heal them…but we know she will, she always does) and we will know the secrets and unknows.
I would be remiss not to mention the cover – another absolute with M. Robinson is her ability to have the most perfect covers. This IS AIDEN. Weston Boucher was ingrained in my mind while, and for that alone, I need to thank M!
From USA Bestselling Author M. Robinson comes a contemporary romance duet filled with all the feels of a epic love story.
What do you do when you meet your soulmate at seven-years-old?
You give… You live… And you love… Together. Forever. To have and to hold.
Until you hear the words, “I just don’t love you anymore.”
I did, only because I liked the way she made me feel, and I didn’t want her to leave me alone again. She sat right beside me as close as she could, leaving no room in between us.
“I’m Bailey Button, by the way.”
Her soft skin brushed against my arm, causing new bubbles in my stomach.
What was that?
“I hate my name. It’s so stupid. It sounds like I’m a belly button, but I’m not. I’m a girl, see?” Tugging on her hair that was in pigtails, she blinked her long, big eyelashes at me. “I don’t look like a belly button, right?”
“No.” Was the only word I could say when she sat that close to me.
She nodded, bringing a piece of chicken up to her mouth. Not paying any attention to what she was doing to me.
“I like your name, Aiden Pierce. It’s pretty.”
“Yeah, I like pretty names. Not like mine.”
Before I gave it any thought, I blurted, “Your name is beautiful just like you are.”
Her eyes flew to mine, and another huge smile took over her face. “No one has ever called me beautiful, Aiden Pierce!”
I smiled with her.
“Now we’re going to have to get married.”
“What?” I stopped smiling, jerking back. “We do?”
“Mmm hmm…” She chewed on her food, swallowing it down. “That’s what happens when you call a girl beautiful, you have to get married after. I don’t make the rules, I just follow them. Before my momma passed away, she always said to marry a man who calls me beautiful, and I’ll be happy every day of my life.”
Maybe her momma sent her to me too?
“Will you make me happy?”
“Uh… I can try.”
“Try really hard, okay?”
Momma would want that, right?
Yeah, she would.
“I like the way Bailey Pierce sounds. What do you think?”
“I like the way Bailey Pierce sounds too, but aren’t we too young to get married?”
“No silly! I meant when we’re older.”
“Oh.” I thought about it for a second. “Like how much older?”
Now it was her turn to think about it for a second. “Like when we’re eighteen. That’s old enough.”
“Aiden…” She giggled, twirling her hair in a big knot around her finger. “You have to ask me first.”
“Oh, I do?” I scratched my head. “When?”
“When we’re eighteen.”
“Okay.” I nodded, meaning it. “I’ll ask you when we’re eighteen.”
“Okay.” She nodded back. “I’ll try to act surprised too. Ask me in a good way, alright? So I cry.”
She was confusing, but in the best way possible. I’d say anything she wanted just to keep her by my side, so I’d always feel this way.
I knew right then and there my momma had something to do with this. I didn’t know how, but she kept her promise to me. This had to be the girl, I felt it in my bones.
“Why would I want to make you cry?”
“Because they’re happy tears and crying with happy tears is like super romantic.”
“Oh… Okay then. I’ll ask you in a way that will make you cry happy tears.”
“Okay good, but don’t make me cry in any other way than happy tears. Ever. You promise?”
She leaned her head on my shoulder, whispering, “I trust you.”
USA Today Bestselling Author of Keeping her Under The Mistletoe, Lost Boy, El Santo, El Pecador, Ends Here, Keeping Her Wet, Road to Nowhere, El Diablo, The Good Ol’ Boys Standalone Series, The VIP Trilogy, Tempting Bad, and Two Sides.M. Robinson loves her readers more than anything! They have given her the title of the ‘Queen of Angst.’ She loves to connect with her following through all her social media platforms and also through email! Please keep in touch in her reader group VIP on Facebook, if she’s not in there than she is on Instagram.
She lives in Brandon Fl with the love of her life, her lobster, and husband Bossman. They have two German shepherd mixes, a gordito Wheaten Terrier and a user Tabby cat. She is extremely close to her family, and when she isn’t living the cave life writing her epic love stories, she is spending money shopping. Anywhere and everywhere. She loves reading and spending time with her family and friends whenever she can.