His head rocked back and forth, his body shaking, shoulders pumping up and down.
“Izzy,” he murmured, so low, my name a needy groan.
“Maxon.” I shouldn’t have said it because it came out sounding like a plea.
“Little Bird,” he whispered, his lips featherlight where he painted the words along the length of my jaw.
A gasp left me on a breath as a riot of sensation erupted. Tingles streaked, gooseflesh rising in an undulating wave.
“So pretty,” he mumbled.
He exhaled a breath that became mine.
Our noses brushed.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Oh, God, what was he doin’?
Flames flickered beneath the bare caress. The man my fire, my cold body begging to come alive under his scorching touch.
I whimpered, sagging against the wall when he stroked his hands down my sides and slipped them under my dress, palms riding up the outside of my thighs.
Better question was what I was doing. But there was no reason. No sanity in the middle of this.
No logic where heartbreak and hope met.
“You are so fucking sexy.” His confession was a growl. Deep and dark. “Do you have any idea what it was like sitting across from you all night? What it was like waking up with you asleep in my chair? Like staring at the sun, knowing you’ll go blind if you look for too long, and knowing taking in that beauty for even a second would be worth it.”
He nudged forward, erasing the space between us, and his hands spread wider.
Desire raced. A flashflood of need that shivered across my flesh.
His mouth traced the shell of my ear. “Want to stare at you forever. Get lost. Take you. Possess you. How’s it possible you’re here, Little Bird? You came back to me. Feel like I’m dreaming.”
“It was you who didn’t want me.”
His hands tightened on my thighs, tugging me forward against his hard body, eyes pinned on me. “There’s never been a single day in my life when I didn’t want you. We are endless.”
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Pieces Of Us by A.L. Jackson is the third book in The Confessions Of The Heart series. This is Mack and Izzy’s story! I’m not going to dive to deep into what this book is about due to spoilers. This one is best left for the reader’s to experience for themselves.
This second chance romance will have your heart pumping and your pulse jumping in all the right ways! Maxon and Izzy’s story is sweet with a little dose of danger. What’s not to love!
Throughout this series Mack has been long since running through my mind. This man seems like he’s been through IT ALL, and honestly I’ve been looking for a perfect ‘tarnished bad boy’ book. I found everything I was looking for plus so much more in Pieces Of Us!
Given the fact that Pieces Of Us is written by A.L. Jackson, I knew I was in for an emotionally heart wrenching read. I knew my heart would shatter and then be put back together. That is the main thing I love about her writing and the main thing that keeps me coming back for more. I knew there’d be tears, and trust me when I say, they were endless. What I didn’t know was how raw and gritty this novel would turn out to be. I didn’t expect to want to crawl through the pages and comfort Mack through all of his childhood angst. I didn’t expect to hurt so much when I read about Benjamin’s struggles with Cerebral Palsy and the strong will to survive and become the champion of his condition. This boy was my undoing! I don’t think I’ve cried this many tears while reading in a very long time.
I also loved the fact that Maxon is a detective, meaning there is going to be a ton of drama added on top of the drama that Maxon and Izzy have already created for themselves years ago. I’m a sucker for DRAMA!
Overall, Pieces Of Us has made me very appreciative of my life and my family. I loved the raw emotion that came along with this book and the silver lining approach. It seems like no matter how rough life got for Izzy, she always had someone in her corner. Whether it be Mack, her parents, or Faith. This woman is a warrior for dealing with everything she has to go through on a daily basis, but still find time to do it all with a smile on her face. Thank you so much A.L. Jackson for writing truth even though sometimes that truth comes with a shit load of pain.
If you all are looking for a great emotional read, pick up Pieces Of Us, you all won’t be sorry!
Peace Love and Happy Reading,
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You’re welcome <3 I adored everything about Pieces Of Us!