Rating 4/5 stars
Publication Date September 10th 2013
Desperate to break free…
I've spent my entire life under my father’s thumb, but now I'm finally free to make my own choices. When my roommate dragged me to my first college party, I met Finn Coram and my life turned inside out. He knows how to break the rules and is everything I never knew I wanted. A Marine by day and surfer by night, he pushes me away even as our attraction brings us closer. Now I am finally free to do whatever I want. I know what I want. I choose Finn.
Trying to play by the rules...
I always follow orders. My job, my life, depends on it. I thought this job would be easy, all the rules were made crystal clear, but when I met Carrie Wallington, everything got muddy. She's a rule I know I shouldn't break, but damn if I don’t inch closer to the breaking point each time I see her. I’m ready to step out of line. And even worse? I’m living a lie. They say the truth will set you free, but in my case…
The truth will cost me everything.
Review:
I changed my original 4.5 rating to 4 because while I was writing the review I came up with two problems instead of the 1 I originally had and I couldn't rate it with 4.25 or something similar.
Half star was lost in the end when I found out that there is a book #2, coming on 2014. The end isn't cliffy but some things have yet to happen and I was left with a feeling of unfulfillment. The good thing is that I can see why a second book will be out. Finn and Carrie have some serious problems waiting for them.
I was really happy when Finn's secret was revealed (to the reader, not Carrie) so quickly in the book. I am sure if the average reader would have liked it (or him) if s/he found out the same time as Carrie did.
Why the other half star was cut off? Because of Carrie. In the begging she seemed so smart and was close to the truth but when the revelation came she was acting like the thought hadn't crossed her mind at all.
Out of line was an enjoyable read and a great NA debut for Alberts.
Excerpt:
“Get lost,” a hard voice that I recognized said from the shadows. “You’ll go back to your stupid little party and find another drunk girl to hit on.”
“Says who?” Beer Breath asked, a cocky grin on his face.
“Says me,” Finn said, stepping out of the shadows. He flexed his fists and stepped closer to me. “Go ahead. Give me a reason to punch your fucking face in, and I’ll gladly oblige.”
Beer Breath paled and shuffled backward. “Dude. She kissed me.” “No, I didn’t.” “We wouldn’t expect you to know the difference, now would we?”
Finn asked, his voice mocking. He was practically begging for a fight. And all because of what? Because some dude kissed me? Why did he even care? “You have five seconds to be gone.”
Beer Breath turned red. “You know what? Run off with your little boyfriend and don’t ever come back to this frat again.”
Beer Breath stormed off, leaving Finn and me alone on the porch. I pivoted and gave him what I hoped was an annoyed look. “You do realize I can handle a grabby-hands boy by myself, right? I dealt with you, after all.”
He stepped closer, towering over me. “Ginger, you have no idea how to deal with me.”
I stiffened. “I know that if I kissed you now, you wouldn’t push me away.”
“Of course I wouldn’t. Look at you.” His gaze dipped over my body, and when he met my eyes again his own were blazing and hot. “Anyman would kiss you back.”
“You’d push me away after.”
“Says who?” Beer Breath asked, a cocky grin on his face.
“Says me,” Finn said, stepping out of the shadows. He flexed his fists and stepped closer to me. “Go ahead. Give me a reason to punch your fucking face in, and I’ll gladly oblige.”
Beer Breath paled and shuffled backward. “Dude. She kissed me.” “No, I didn’t.” “We wouldn’t expect you to know the difference, now would we?”
Finn asked, his voice mocking. He was practically begging for a fight. And all because of what? Because some dude kissed me? Why did he even care? “You have five seconds to be gone.”
Beer Breath turned red. “You know what? Run off with your little boyfriend and don’t ever come back to this frat again.”
Beer Breath stormed off, leaving Finn and me alone on the porch. I pivoted and gave him what I hoped was an annoyed look. “You do realize I can handle a grabby-hands boy by myself, right? I dealt with you, after all.”
He stepped closer, towering over me. “Ginger, you have no idea how to deal with me.”
I stiffened. “I know that if I kissed you now, you wouldn’t push me away.”
“Of course I wouldn’t. Look at you.” His gaze dipped over my body, and when he met my eyes again his own were blazing and hot. “Anyman would kiss you back.”
“You’d push me away after.”
He lifted a shoulder but said nothing. He was so darn condescending and cocky. “Why are you at another
frat party that I just happen to be at? Who are you? Why are you following me?”
Finn leaned against a palm tree and looked far too casual, but he reminded me of one of those lions on the Discovery Channel. He looked perfectly calm on the surface, but in a second he could be all deadly and lethal. “I’m here because I was taking a walk down the beach, and I saw you and that loser kissing. Then I saw you push him away. I wanted to make sure you were okay, but now I’m wishing I had bashed his head into the fucking wall before I let him go.”
My heart rose to my throat. “Why?”
“Because you should be kissing me,” he practically whispered. “Not some college boy who doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
He closed the distance between us. And as soon as his hands were on my hips, his mouth was on mine. The familiar sensations he’d awoken in me came to life, and I clung to him. His tongue entwined with mine, and he grabbed my waist, yanking me against him.
I lifted up on tiptoe, trying to get closer, and moaned softly. He needed to do that again. And more. This is how a kiss was supposed to feel. This is what it was supposed to do to me. I might be inexperienced, but even I knew what a good kiss felt like.
And. This. Was. It.
frat party that I just happen to be at? Who are you? Why are you following me?”
Finn leaned against a palm tree and looked far too casual, but he reminded me of one of those lions on the Discovery Channel. He looked perfectly calm on the surface, but in a second he could be all deadly and lethal. “I’m here because I was taking a walk down the beach, and I saw you and that loser kissing. Then I saw you push him away. I wanted to make sure you were okay, but now I’m wishing I had bashed his head into the fucking wall before I let him go.”
My heart rose to my throat. “Why?”
“Because you should be kissing me,” he practically whispered. “Not some college boy who doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
He closed the distance between us. And as soon as his hands were on my hips, his mouth was on mine. The familiar sensations he’d awoken in me came to life, and I clung to him. His tongue entwined with mine, and he grabbed my waist, yanking me against him.
I lifted up on tiptoe, trying to get closer, and moaned softly. He needed to do that again. And more. This is how a kiss was supposed to feel. This is what it was supposed to do to me. I might be inexperienced, but even I knew what a good kiss felt like.
And. This. Was. It.
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Jen McLaughlin is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author. She writes steamy New Adult books for the young and young at heart. Her first release, Out of Line, came out September 2013. She also writes bestselling Contemporary Romance under the pen name Diane Alberts.Since receiving her first contract offer under the pen name Diane Alberts, she has yet to stop writing. She is represented by Louise Fury at The Bent Agency.
Though she lives in the mountains, she really wishes she was surrounded by a hot, sunny beach with crystal clear water. She lives in Northeast Pennsylvania with her four kids, a husband, a schnauzer mutt, a cat, and a Senegal parrot. In the rare moments when she’s not writing, she can usually be found hunched over one knitting project or another. Her goal is to write so many well-crafted romance books that even a non-romance reader will know her name.
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