Book Description:
I met my true love when I was twenty-seven. He was handsome, charming, witty, and irresistible. Jayden Monroe came along when I was struggling with indecision and made things simple, turned monochrome into vivid color, and forever altered my perspective on life.I was not naive enough to believe in happily ever after, but with Jayden, it seemed possible . . . until I realized something wasn’t quite right.
You see, I met a man who would be anyone I needed him to be, and after I found out that fact, I knew it would be impossible to walk away. His disorder, however, would change everything I ever thought about love and what it truly meant to accept someone for who they are.
This is not my sob story; this is his success story
This is not my sob story; this is his success story
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“Jayden,” I said in warning.
“Okay.” He let out a long breath. “It’s like a tidal wave that’s impossible to stop. I just get sad and a little scared. It’s not clinical, but it’s rough. I feel like everything’s wrong. Nothing will get better. You know, hopeless.” I nodded as I felt the discomfort he was feeling from telling me. “It doesn’t happen a lot, once or twice a year, and it doesn’t last long. It’s not even really a symptom of ADHD. I don’t know. I guess my racing brain just gets tired and I shut down. It’s all about the chemicals in my brain. You know what ADHD is, right?”
“I’m beginning to think I don’t,” I said honestly. “I started to look it up the other night and then your mom called.”
“My mom called?”
“Yes, we are going to a barbeque Saturday.”
“No shit,” he said, smiling.
Jayden picked up a sponge from the side of the tub and poured some liquid soap on it to suds it up then began rubbing my leg with it. “She’s going to love you, Hilary.”
“Oh yeah, how do you know that?”
“I know her.” He grinned.
Jayden’s sponge drifted over my stomach as he crept closer to me. Still working his sponge, he managed to lift me by my arms, pulling me into his seated lap. I felt his growing hardness as I wrapped my legs around him. His muscled arms firmly around me, he used the sponge on my back as he stared into my eyes. “I missed you.”
“You didn’t have to,” I protested, looking away. I didn’t want to cry again. I didn’t want him to think of me as weak. I wanted him to be able to trust that I could handle it.
“Look at me,” he ordered gently, gripping me tighter as he continued to bathe me. “I wasn’t there.”
I nodded. “I’ll live. I . . . You didn’t tell me about that part.”
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to explain to the person you are falling for that they might not want to reciprocate your affection because you may on occasion have an uncontrollable, explosive temper tantrum? Or that you may pop off with inappropriate comments at any point in time that could alienate them? Oh, and don’t forget the controlling, OCD tendencies with a small, short-lived side of anxiety and depression. Or better yet, how to explain you weren’t listening to something important they were trying to convey because you were too busy figuring out the difference between jelly and jam.”
“Just like that,” I answered, knowing it wasn’t that simple.
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Excerpt:
“Okay.” He let out a long breath. “It’s like a tidal wave that’s impossible to stop. I just get sad and a little scared. It’s not clinical, but it’s rough. I feel like everything’s wrong. Nothing will get better. You know, hopeless.” I nodded as I felt the discomfort he was feeling from telling me. “It doesn’t happen a lot, once or twice a year, and it doesn’t last long. It’s not even really a symptom of ADHD. I don’t know. I guess my racing brain just gets tired and I shut down. It’s all about the chemicals in my brain. You know what ADHD is, right?”
“I’m beginning to think I don’t,” I said honestly. “I started to look it up the other night and then your mom called.”
“My mom called?”
“Yes, we are going to a barbeque Saturday.”
“No shit,” he said, smiling.
Jayden picked up a sponge from the side of the tub and poured some liquid soap on it to suds it up then began rubbing my leg with it. “She’s going to love you, Hilary.”
“Oh yeah, how do you know that?”
“I know her.” He grinned.
Jayden’s sponge drifted over my stomach as he crept closer to me. Still working his sponge, he managed to lift me by my arms, pulling me into his seated lap. I felt his growing hardness as I wrapped my legs around him. His muscled arms firmly around me, he used the sponge on my back as he stared into my eyes. “I missed you.”
“You didn’t have to,” I protested, looking away. I didn’t want to cry again. I didn’t want him to think of me as weak. I wanted him to be able to trust that I could handle it.
“Look at me,” he ordered gently, gripping me tighter as he continued to bathe me. “I wasn’t there.”
I nodded. “I’ll live. I . . . You didn’t tell me about that part.”
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to explain to the person you are falling for that they might not want to reciprocate your affection because you may on occasion have an uncontrollable, explosive temper tantrum? Or that you may pop off with inappropriate comments at any point in time that could alienate them? Oh, and don’t forget the controlling, OCD tendencies with a small, short-lived side of anxiety and depression. Or better yet, how to explain you weren’t listening to something important they were trying to convey because you were too busy figuring out the difference between jelly and jam.”
“Just like that,” I answered, knowing it wasn’t that simple.
Our Review:
***ARC received for an honest review***
“This is not my sob story; this is his success story.”
To say this was an emotional, beautiful book is a severe understatement. This book is about a woman who is desperately looking for love and a man that fears he will never find it and doesn’t deserve it. But also, this book is about how true love wins, no matter the adversities and the crap that life throws at you, that everyone deserves their chance at happiness no matter how little they feel they don’t. That there is someone out there for everyone and once you find them...you know and no matter the struggles...you keep them...you fight for them....fight for the both of you. This book is emotional and heartfelt, but such a beautiful, beautiful love story.
“Life was short, friends were important, but snot cry friends were for life.”
Hilary is lost is more ways than one, she doesn’t know what to do, work and her love life are dead ends, so she decides that she is going to take stock of herself, firstly...her job. Handing in her notice at her waitressing job was the beginning for Hilary, finally feeling like she is taking the first step of her life. The next step comes when she crosses paths with one of her neighbours, Jayden. Maybe Hilary’s life is finally gathering momentum?
“In the end the love you take is equal to the love you make.”
Jayden, Jayden, Jayden...to say that I loved this guy is a severe understatement. Jayden has ADHD and as he has found out, this affliction is not conducive to successful relationships with the opposite sex, so he has resigned himself to a life of loneliness and I have to say, my heart truly broke for him. He was handsome, he was romantic, he was attentive, but he also had his moments where ADHD changed him, his episodes are where he loses himself and more often than not, loses the women that allegedly love him.
These two had chemistry, from the first moment they meet you could feel the sizzle but these two become friends first and Hilary soon recognises that Jayden is different, but rather than run away, Hilary perseveres. She treasures their friendship, she loves their relationship and she believes that Jayden deserves more...she wants more and she will fight for more.
“I told you loving me wasn’t easy, Hil...”
“It’s so easy to love you, Jayden. Too easy. It’s only hard when you won’t let me.”
Hilary didn’t see Jayden as the ADHD sufferer; she never let his condition define him. She looked for the person underneath, she loved the person underneath, she saw through his flaws. Jayden was upfront from the beginning and Hilary does her homework and so the hardest love story begins.
“This was the man I loved. All of him, the parts that worked and the ones that didn’t work for him, I loved all of him completely.”
This is a story of true love, that all-encompassing love, that soul mate kind of love. Where flaws are mere speed bumps, they are there to go over and sometimes slow you down. Where working together is imperative and being honest is of vital importance. Where learning to bend and learning to adapt works both ways, but first and foremost love conquers all. Everybody deserves a shot at love, everybody needs to be loved and love needs to be nurtured and treasured and to never take it for granted. I loved that this was a “real” love story, we are not all perfect but that doesn’t make us any less worthy. Kate Stewart always manages to deliver something different and that is what I love about this book. Yes it was different but it was honest, it was raw, it was powerful. I lived it, I breathed it but most importantly, I loved it.
About the Author:
Kate Stewart, a native of Dallas, now resides in Charleston, S.C. She moved to the city three weeks after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, declaring the city her creative muse. Since her move in 2010, she has published two novels, the third Loving the White Liar set to publish July 2015. She lives with her husband of 8 years, Nick who is featured on the cover of the novel, TITAN. (Set to re-release some time in 2015.)
Her other novels include Room 212 and Never Me which are both available now.
Contact Kate- authorkatestewart@gmail.com
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