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Series: Always #2
Published by Createspace, indie on September 11th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Source: the author
That was the only word Cam Greer, the son of a wealthy media mogul, had ever associated with women. When he met Amber Murphy his senior year in high school, he felt like, for once, this girl loved him for him. When she pursued her dreams and left Cam behind, Amber not only crushed Cam's heart, she destroyed his future as well. He was left to start his life over, thinking the only woman that would ever truly love him was gone.
Cara Pratt has finally got her life on track. Ten years after watching her father literally walk out of her life, Cara has finally found happiness with a new stepfather and her high school boyfriend, Lance. Everything is going according to her plan, until a pregnancy test comes back positive. Once again, she finds herself watching the man she loves walk out of her life, taking her future along with him.
When Cam and Cara spot each other across the bar at Maggie’s Place four years later, neither of them are interested in starting a relationship. They're both a little unsure and completely untrusting. They try to fight the intense immediate attraction, realizing right off, the seriousness of their chemistry, but as hard as they try, they can't.
As fate pulls them together, will their mistrust push them apart? As the smoldering embers from their pasts come blazing to the surface, fears are uncovered that neither of them are ready to face.
This is Cam and Cara's story and can be read as a standalone.
Mature-Content Rating: Language, Violence, Sexual Content
Cam is used to having women hanging on to him because of his father’s business, one particular one that broke his heart named Amber, and he started using women without getting emotionally involved.
Cara watched all the significant men in her life walk out the door without ever glancing back. She threw herself into working in her stepdad’s bar as soon as she turned eighteen.
One major thing I didn’t like about this book is that the author focused really hard on setting up plots to other books of the series in the background. It really distracted me from what was happening in this story and sometimes created forced dialog from characters to explain a certain event.
The romance between Cam and Cara was nice, but there wasn’t much actual romance there. Plenty of attraction was going on, but as soon as the story took a slightly romantic turn the characters would hit a bump. I did enjoy the bumps and twists in the story, but I also would have liked to see less of the drama (as there was PLENTY to be had) and a bit more romance; it started to turn into too much of a soap opera as the story carried on.
Cam is a lovable character, when he’s not being a complete jerk. Which I guess is the point. Both he and Cara have their own pasts they have trouble dealing with and of course at times they chose to deal with them the wrong way.
Amber is a typical bubbly blonde bimbo that you hate right when she shows up. But really her character is a bit to stereotypical, even if it does suit the story nicely. If the author would have given her a bit more of a backstory to humanize her and allow readers to have a bit of sympathy for Amber it would have made the story have a bit more depth.
Overall, Always Yours is a good, quick contemporary romance with plenty of drama to fill your nights!
Exert Cara’s POV
Lying in the bed of Cam’s truck, listening to the perfect sounds of Chris Young’s “Lost”, I felt Cam’s hand sneak over and grab mine. The warmth of his touch spread through my body.
“Tell me something I don’t know about you, Cara,” he said, turning his head towards me. “Something normal.”
“What’s normal?” I asked him, mimicking his actions.
“I don’t know…” He paused and looked back up at the stars. “What’s your favorite ice cream?”
I laughed, turning my attention to the sky. “Coffee. What’s yours?”
“Strawberry. When’s your birthday?” he shot right back and I felt as though we were playing twenty questions.
“March seventh. When’s yours?” I turned to face him.
“February eleventh. Favorite color?”
“Blue.” He rolled over on his side, propping himself up with his arm. “Favorite movie?”
I mimicked his actions again so we were face to face. “Fight Club,” I said and a huge smile crossed his face.
“Really? Why?” he asked, his curious grin growing wider.
“Because it’s about so much more than fighting, it’s about realizing that ‘you aren’t your fucking khakis’, that things don’t matter. Materialism is dumb.” I pushed up resting my head on my hand and Cam stared at me with wide eyes. “That and Brad Pitt is fucking delicious in it,” I said, wiggling my eyebrows at him.
He busted out laughing. “I knew it had something to do with him.”
“Shut up,” I said, swatting his chest. “I’d love it even if he wasn’t in it. What’s yours?”
His eyes darted around like he was about to tell me a huge secret. Leaning closer to me he put his hand up to his mouth like he was going to whisper it into my ear. I bent closer, curious as to what his answer was going to be. “Fight Club,” he whispered and I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Don’t mock me.” I pulled away from him.
“I’m not! I swear. I love that movie,” he admitted and I looked at him, cocking my head to the side, silently asking him to prove it. “The things you own end up owning you,” he quoted as he stared at me. “That movie made me realize I wanted to fight.” His face falling a little at his lost dream.
“What was it like?” I asked him, my voice serious.
“Fighting…what was it like?” He shut his eyes and for a moment I regretted asking the question.
“It’s addicting, liberating even. At least it was for me.” He opened his eyes and gazed up at the stars as he got lost in his own mind. “When you’re in the ring, you have no one to help you—it’s just you and your opponent. One of you will win and one will lose. You have no one to rely on except yourself and you find out what you’re made of real quick. In the ring it doesn’t matter who you are, where you came from, or who your father is. The only things that matter are you and your fists.”
He sounded proud as he explained it but I felt sad for him. Fighting was everything to him and in one swift moment it was taken from him. I wish I could’ve seen him fight, just once.
“Do you miss it?”
He didn’t miss a beat. “Every fucking day.” He looked over at me and a thin smiled appeared on his face. “Amber used to always tell me ‘when you walk the path to your dreams sometimes you take a wrong turn and find a new one’ and I believe that’s what I did. I love firefighting, almost as much as fighting. And who knows, I may have dreams out there I haven’t even discovered yet.”