Love isn't supposed to be an addiction. It isn't supposed to leave you bleeding.
Kona pushed, Keira pulled, and in their wake, they left behind destruction.
She sacrificed everything for him.
It wasn't enough.
But the wounds of the past can never be completely forgotten and still the flame remains, slumbers between the pleasure of yesterday and the thought of what might have been.
Now, sixteen years later, Keira returns home to bury the mother who betrayed her, just as Kona tries to hold onto what remains of his NFL career with the New Orleans Steamers. Across the crowded bustle of a busy French Market, their paths collide, conjuring forgotten memories of a consuming touch, skin on skin, and the still smoldering fire that begs to be rekindled.
When Kona realizes the trifecta of betrayal—his, Keira's and those lies told to keep them apart—his life is irrevocably changed and he once again takes Keira down with him into the fire that threatens to ignite them both.
Depth to a story
This was a full on story with beginning to understand more through all the crap they go through and how much they had to overcome to find their happy ever after. Worth the read! You won’t want to put it down
I really enjoyed this book,
Kona is the biggest hypocrite ever! He always said he wouldn’t hurt Keira, however he’s hurt her more times than I can count! Kona has intentionally hurt Keira and unintentionally hurt Keira. His word literally means nothing, he’s broken his promises too many times. Kona has lied to Keira the whole time. The relationship wasn’t based of love just lust. If kona loved Keira he wouldn’t have thrown her away. Kona always took his mother’s side over Keira, who he claimed to love. Kona still allowed his mother to convince him that his own son was his brothers kid. Kona never trusted Keira to begin with. This was a long, frustrating, no justice, hypocrite, double standard book.