Synopsis:
The irresistible, blazing-hot sequel
to New York Times bestselling author Molly McAdams's Forgiving
Lies.
Rachel is supposed to be planning her wedding to Kash, the love of her life. After the crazy year they've had, she's ready to settle down and live a completely normal life. Well, as normal as it can be. But there's something else waiting—something threatening to tear them apart.
Kash is ready for it all with Rach. Especially if all includes having a football team of babies with his future wife. With his line of work, he knows how short life can be, and doesn't want to waste another minute of theirs. But now his past as an undercover narcotics agent has come back to haunt him ... and it's the girl he loves who's caught in the middle.
Trent Cruz's orders are clear: take the girl. But there's something about this girl that has him changing the rules and playing a dangerous game to keep her safe. When his time as Rachel's protector runs out, he will turn his back on the only life he's known, and risk everything, if it means getting her out alive.
Rachel is supposed to be planning her wedding to Kash, the love of her life. After the crazy year they've had, she's ready to settle down and live a completely normal life. Well, as normal as it can be. But there's something else waiting—something threatening to tear them apart.
Kash is ready for it all with Rach. Especially if all includes having a football team of babies with his future wife. With his line of work, he knows how short life can be, and doesn't want to waste another minute of theirs. But now his past as an undercover narcotics agent has come back to haunt him ... and it's the girl he loves who's caught in the middle.
Trent Cruz's orders are clear: take the girl. But there's something about this girl that has him changing the rules and playing a dangerous game to keep her safe. When his time as Rachel's protector runs out, he will turn his back on the only life he's known, and risk everything, if it means getting her out alive.
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Can a foundation
of a relationship be strong if it started out on lies? Isn’t a lie
a lie? Is there such a thing as a
forgiving lie? Isn’t the purpose of a lie to deceive someone? What do you do when the lies you told in your
past are coming back to haunt the present and possibly take away the future you've dreamed of?
Kash wasn’t
100% truthful with Rachel when he met her.
I say that he was 95% truthful. He kept things from Rachel because he had to. Rachel knew the “real” Kash, she
just didn’t know all the details. Kash
had to leave some of that out due to his occupation. Kash’s
occupation has always been his #1 priority, but with Rachel in his life, his
perception of life has changed. Rachel becomes his #1 priority. He will do everything
in his power to keep her safe and keep his past from interfering with his future with her. But what do you do when
you can’t control the past? You can't
re-write it. When the unthinkable
happens, it cripples Kash. Kash’s world
is crumbling around him, and he will stop at nothing to get what is “his”.
Rachel has
been through a lot, more than anyone should have to go through in life. Rachel
is strong, and she protects the ones she loves.
When Rachel is faced with yet another situation, she does what she has
to in order to survive. Rachel loves
Kash will all that she is, an she's willing to sacrifice herself to make sure her loved
ones are safe.
What do you
do when the one you love life’s at risk.? Rachel and Kash are bound to each other.
They love each other unconditionally.
What do you do when the person responsible for this situation, is the
one that you begin to look to for safety and companionship? Can Kash understand Rachel’s point of view?
Will Kash’s past always interfere with his future? Can Rachel recover from this situation and
still be the Rachel that Kash fell in love with, or will this change
everything?
When Kash’s decisions from his past are staring him in the face, what will he do? When Kash’s past now crosses paths with Rachel, how will she handle it? Will she run? Will she stay? If given the opportunity to leave and start a life without Kash, will she?
I wasn’t
sure what to expect reading Forgiving Lies and Deceiving Lies. I was fortunate that I got to read them
consecutively. All I can say is, I fell
in love with Kash immediately. I will
never look at green sour patch kids or pancakes again without thinking of
him. There are so many twists and turns
in these books, that you will not be able to put them down. The anticipation to see what was going to
happen next, kept me turning the pages.
My heart broke for Rachel to see her go through what she did. I understood the relationship that she
developed with “said mystery guy”.
Rachel knows her heart belongs to Kash, I don’t think she ever doubted
that. I think it may have taken Kash a
little longer to realize that. Overall,
I loved all of the characters. I am
excited to see what the future holds for Eli, and Mason. They are huge teddy bears with a hearts of
gold, but their appearance may lead you to believe that they are tough
guys. The bantering between Kash and
Mason had me laughing out loud. Neither
one of them felt the need to hold back and told each other exactly what was on
their minds. They aren’t just best
friends, they are like brothers, and I enjoyed seeing that.
Molly, great
job with this series… I felt like I was watching an episode of Law & Order SVU or Criminal Minds while reading these books. I never knew what was going to happen next. I look forward to
falling in love with Mason and Eli.
This review was prepared by Heather. I received an ARC for Deceiving Lies in exchange for an HONEST review.
About Molly McAdams:
Molly McAdams grew up in California but now lives
in the oh-so-amazing state of Texas with her husband and furry daughter. Her
hobbies include hiking, snowboarding, traveling and long walks on the beach,
which roughly translates to being a homebody with her hubby and dishing out
movie quotes. When she's not at work, she can be found hiding out in her
bedroom surrounded by her laptop, cell, Kindle and fighting over the TV remote.
She has a weakness for crude-humored movies, fried pickles and loves curling up
in a fluffy comforter during a thunderstorm...or under one in a bathtub if
there are tornados. That way she can pretend they aren't really happening.
Connect with Molly:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MollyMcAdams
Twitter: @mollysmcadams https://twitter.com/MollySMcAdams
Website: http://www.mollysmcadams.com/
“Rach, do you really need this many
shoes?” I watched as she unpacked the third box in our closet, and wondered how
any person could ever have a need for that many pairs of shoes.
Her hand
stopped mid-way to the shelf with another pair, and her bright blue glare
turned on me. I took a step back.
“Are you
actually asking me that right now?”
“Say no,” my
dad whispered from behind me. “Course he wasn’t, Rachel. He’s just mad that he
won’t have anywhere to put his sparkly hooker heels.”
Rachel
laughed and went back to putting her dozens of shoes away. “No worries about
that one, Rich. I put them up already, they even have their own little place
away from everything so they don’t get ruined.”
My mom
pushed through Dad and me to get into the closet with an armful of clothes to
hang up. “Really, Logan. Give the girl a break, I have more shoes than this.”
“Oh, Marcy!
I forgot to tell you—”
“Is this
gonna be a long story?” Dad drawled, cutting Rachel off.
“Actually,
it is,” she snapped right back with a playful smirk. “So get comfy!” As soon as
she launched into her story about whatever the hell those two always talked
excitedly about, my dad turned and gave me a shove.
“Have I
taught you nothing when it comes to women?” he asked softly.
“What?
That’s a shit ton of shoes!” I hissed, and looked back to see her pull more
out. I swear to Christ this last box was like Mary Poppins’ purse. It was a
never-ending pit of shoes.
“Okay, we’re
gonna do this quick and easy. One, your woman can never have too many shoes,
clothes, purses, or jewelry. Two, it doesn’t matter if you know you’re right—because God knows your mother
is wrong about … well … just about everything—but it doesn’t matter. They are always right. Just say a simple, ‘Yes sweetheart, I’m sorry I’m a
dumbass’ and you’ll be fine. Three, them asking if they look okay is a trick
question. Because, let’s face it, even if we think it’s the ugliest shirt we’ve
ever seen, it’s probably in style and we wouldn’t know either way. So they
always look amazing, remember that word.”
I laughed.
Rachel could wear a sack and I would think she looked amazing. Or she could
wear nothing … I preferred her in nothing. I cleared my throat, and had to look
away from Rachel when I started picturing her naked.
“Four, and
probably the most important if you want to keep your manhood, do not ever ask if she is PMS-ing. No matter
what. Might as well dig your own grave if you do that.”
Too late. I was always asking Rach if
that was why she was in a bad mood. And if I was right, there was no way in
hell I was going to tell her I was in the wrong. She could bitch about it if
she wanted, but I wasn’t going to go easy on her for the sake of getting out of
an argument. Arguing with her was one of my favorite things.
Nodding, I
slapped my dad’s shoulder and smiled. “Thanks, Dad, I’ll remember all that.”
“… have to
go back and see if they’re still there.” Mom was excited about something, and
from the look of it, Rachel was too.
“Yeah, we
do! Anyway, I just had to tell you about that, I knew you’d flip,” Rach mumbled
as she flattened the last box of shoes. Thank God Mary Poppins’ box had
officially emptied out.
“That was a lovely story,”—Dad drawled again—“and
you tell it so well, with such enthusiasm.”
Mom rolled
her eyes and shook her head as she smiled, and Rachel just looked at my dad
like she was about to let him have it. At the last second, her head jerked
back. “Wait. Forrest Gump … really,
Rich? You’re using Forrest Gump quotes
to insult me?”
“You have
met your match, honey!” Mom cheered, and Dad just huffed in annoyance toward
them, but shot me a wink.
“She doesn’t
put up with your bullshit or mine. Son, I’m telling you, you better hold on
tight to that one.”
“I will,
Dad. Rach, are you done with the shoes?”
“I’m not
sure. If you bring up my shoes again, I could probably sit here and re-arrange
them, maybe set them up by color, size of the heel, and length of the boot.”
“Woman, get
out of the damn closet. I have to put this up, and if you coordinate your
shoes, I swear to you they will be in a pile on the floor the next time you
come in here.”
“Logan Kash
Ryan!” Mom chided at the same time Rachel swore, “I will gut you.”
My little
Sour Patch. So fucking cute when she’s threatening my life.
“Wait, what
are you putting up?” she asked as she walked out of the closet that was big
enough for a car.
“Fake wall.”
“Uh. Why?”
“Kind of
like a really cheap safe room. Actually, that’s a lie. It’s just for you to
hide behind if someone were to break in or something.”
She laughed
loudly and kissed my throat. “Kash, really? You’re being just a little bit
paranoid. We’re not putting up a fake wall.”
Before she
could move away, I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. “Babe. I
almost lost you once, I’ll be working shitty hours and there will be a lot of
nights you’re here alone. This is for my peace of mind, don’t be difficult.”
“Nothing is
going to—”
“Rachel,
stop. We’re putting up the wall.”
“You’re
being paranoid!”
I kissed her
hard once before pushing her gently away. “I probably am, but I don’t care.
With all the clothes hung up, you won’t even notice it’s there. And if
something happens, it’s there for you to hide behind. I love you, but I’m
getting my way on this, okay?”
She rolled
her eyes and gave my mom a look that Mom clearly understood since she started
laughing. “All right, Kash. If you want to put up the fake wall to help you
sleep at night—err, to
keep you happy when you’re away—then
have at it.”
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