Meet Till & Eliza in Aly Martinez’s newest fighter series!
Sound is an abstract concept for most people. We spend our lives blocking out the static in order to focus on what we believe is important. But what if, when the clarity fades into silence, it’s the obscure background noise that you would give anything to hold on to?
I’ve always been a fighter. With parents who barely managed to stay out of jail and two little brothers who narrowly avoided foster care, I became skilled at dodging the punches life threw at me. Growing up, I didn’t have anything I could call my own, but from the moment I met Eliza Reynolds, she was always mine. I became utterly addicted to her and the escape from reality we provided each other. Throughout the years, she had boyfriends and I had girlfriends, but there wasn’t a single night that I didn’t hear her voice.
You see, meeting the love of my life at age thirteen was never part of my plan. However, neither was gradually going deaf at the age of twenty-one.
They both happened anyway.
Now, I’m on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life.
Fighting for my career.
Fighting the impending silence.
Fighting for her.
Every night, just before falling asleep, she sighs as a final conscious breath leaves her.
I think that’s the sound I’ll miss the most.
“Hi.” I stood up off the bed as he started climbing through the window.
His eyes went wide when he saw me, causing him to momentarily lose his balance on the windowsill and go crashing to the floor. “God. Damn,” he cursed as he rose to his feet while taking in my new wardrobe. “You… I…um…” His hand went to his lip.
He was rooted in place only a few steps away, but his eyes traveled over every inch of my body and back again.
Till was speechless. I had never felt so empowered in my life.
“Are you okay?” I feigned concern as I slowly approached.
“Not even close,” he told my breasts, making me giggle.
After sliding a hand under the edge of his T-shirt, I raked a fingernail over each of his abs before dipping it into the waistband of his jeans.
“I’m sore today,” I announced, closing the distance between us. My breasts were pressed against him, but he still hadn’t even attempted to touch me yet. I had plans to remedy that. I smirked then stood up on my tiptoes, kissing the base of his neck. “Make me sore for tomorrow too.” At the last second, I darted my tongue out to the hollow dip at the base of his neck. It was meant to tease him, but as the taste of his skin hit my tongue, I was flooded with memories of taking more of him in my mouth. The moan escaped before I’d even felt it coming.
A loud rumble shook his chest, but that was the only warning I received. Suddenly, I was off my feet and sailing through the air. Just as I landed on the bed, Till crashed on top of me. His mouth roughly landed on mine.
“Tell me we can’t do this again,” he demanded as his hands found my breasts.
“We’re definitely doing this again.” I arched into him.
“It’s gonna get so messy, Eliza. Please.” He groaned as I reached into the front of his jeans.
“I’m okay with messy,” I breathed, guiding his hand from my breast and into my panties.
“Fuuuuuck” he cursed when he discovered just how thorough I’d been with the razor earlier. His finger pressed inside me as his body traveled down the bed and settled between my legs, stripping my panties off during his descent.
He added another finger in a less than gentle but overwhelmingly intoxicating, rhythm.
“Tell me to stop, Eliza. We can’t do this again.” He grazed his teeth on the inside of my thigh.
“We’re already doing it.”
“Tell me to stop.”
“It’s going to ruin us.”
“If you don’t stop talking, you’re going to ruin this.”
“I’m serious.” He kissed the inside of my other thigh, his fingers never faltering in their steady pace.
“So am I. Stop trying to talk yourself out of this while your fingers are buried inside me.” I threaded a hand into his hair and gave it a gentle tug.
“Goddammit. Tell me to stop!” he demanded one last time, but his fingers sped before twisting in the most delicious way.
I decided to give him what he wanted, but only because I knew he wouldn’t follow through.
“Stop.” I rolled my hips forcing him even deeper.
“Well, it’s too fucking late now.”
I would have laughed, but his mouth sealed over my clit and stole my breath, words, thoughts, and orgasm. My body shook as he pushed me higher even while I was falling. It shouldn’t have worked like that, but whatever voodoo magic Till Page was working with that night was all right with me. He didn’t stop swirling his tongue until I used his hair to pry his mouth away.
“Too much!” I cried.
He looked up with a wickedly proud grin. His hand disappeared, and seconds later, his cock replaced it.
* A review copy was provided by the author for the Blog Tour *
~ 5 Silencing Stars ~
WOW!!!! What an amazing journey. This book is filled with ups and downs that I wasn’t sure my heart would make it.
This is my first book by Aly Martinez but it won’t be the last. I’m happy to say that I am glad I took a chance on a new author to me because this book is such a gem!! I look forward to reading the rest of this series.
This book was so much more than just a love story between two young kids who have had a bad start in life. This was a wonderful journey of watching two soul mates who are trying to make a better life for themselves and how they steer through the challenges life throws at them.
I loved Aly’s writing style. This story is told over the course of a decade but I thought the time jumps totally worked in this book. She was able to gives us just enough background of when these two characters were 13 and going through high school that we weren’t overloaded with too much information. She was able to create this amazing connection between Till and Eliza through the course of the time jumps and dual pov. The flow and pace of the book was spot on!! I also loved how she added something at the end of the book that will set up the next book. This book was extremely hard to put down once I started it. It grabbed me right from the prologue and held tight until the very last page. This was a book I didn’t want to end.
In this book we meet Till Page and Eliza (Doodle) Reynolds. Both are 13 years old and down and out on luck. They both have really crappy home lives and escape to an abandoned apartment. Here is were they forge an everlasting friendship. To Eliza Till is her home…someone who accepts her for her and makes her feel wanted. To Till Eliza is his fantasy world….where all the bad stuff in the world can’t touch him. What happens when they start to go up and want more out of life and each other? Will Till be able to let go of his fantasy to move on in the real world with Eliza?? You will have to read this book to get those answers. Till and Eliza are tossed some serious roadblocks and obstacle on their road to happiness. These two characters will make smile, laugh, cry, blush and yell. The author was able to make me feel everything both Till and Eliza were feeling.
We also meet some excellent secondary characters in this book. Flint and Quarry (Till’s little brothers) and Slate (The owner of the On The Ropes Gym) All three of these characters were amazing. Slate was willing to anything to help the Page family out, and trust me he does ;). Flint and Quarry were also very important in this story. I loved the bond they created with Till and Eliza. They totally welcomed Eliza into their family without question. I look forward to reading both Flint’s Book and Quarry’s Book.
I would recommend this book to everyone. Especially if you are a fan of a friends to lovers book, with the hero being a fighter. This isn’t about MMA but boxing is the set of this story. If you want a book that will make you feel every emotion and even has the sense of suspense in it and will take you on a roller coaster…..then this is the book for you. I truly believe this is a MUST READ!!!!
Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.