Livie has always been the stable one of the two Cleary sisters, handling her parents’ tragic death and Kacey’s self-destructive phase with strength and maturity. But underneath that exterior is a little girl hanging onto the last words her father ever spoke to her. “Make me proud,” he had said. She promised she would…and she’s done her best over the past seven years with every choice, with every word, with every action.
Livie walks into Princeton with a solid plan, and she’s dead set on delivering on it: Rock her classes, set herself up for medical school, and meet a good, respectable guy that she’s going to someday marry. What isn’t part of her plan are Jell-O shots, a lovable, party animal roommate she can’t say ‘no’ to, and Ashton, the gorgeous captain of the men’s rowing team. Definitely him. He’s an arrogant ass who makes Livie’s usually non-existent temper flare and everything she doesn’t want in a guy. Worse, he’s best friends and roommates with Connor, who happens to fits Livie’s criteria perfectly. So why does she keep thinking about Ashton?
As Livie finds herself facing mediocre grades, career aspirations she no longer thinks she can handle, and feelings for Ashton that she shouldn’t have, she’s forced to let go of her last promise to her father and, with it, the only identity that she knows.
What would you do if you woke up one day and realized you’ve been living a lie? All of the things you thought you wanted, all you were supposed to be and can’t be—all of it is a lie?
Livie is too perfect. She is the perfect student, the perfect sister, the perfect daughter, the perfect friend. She is so focused and determined to be perfect that she loses sight of who she really is. Livie’s parents were killed in a drunk driving accident. We met Livie in Ten Tiny Breaths and learned all about her tragic past—the death of her parents and the horror her sister went through. Her need to be perfect stems from the last words of her father, “That’s my Livie Girl. Make me proud.” She attempts to do just that, enrolling at Princeton majoring in pre-med.
“You’re too perfect, Livie. Everything you do, everything you say. You can do no wrong. If someone slapped you across the face, you’d apologize to them…You could be the love child of Mother Teresa and Gandhi.”
The sister of free-spirited Kacey, Livie is to polar opposite. Kacey wants Livie to experience life—and even enlists the help of Dr. Stayner who helps convince Kacey to grab it by the balls. Livie and Kacey go to a party on campus where Livie downs way to many jello shots and meets Ashton, the college man whore. He is TO DIE FOR. Hot, dimples, killer body, and lips that beg to be kissed and sucked on. And Livie does just that.
“This guy’s tongue was in my mouth? This guy…this tall, giant Adonis with dark wavy hair, tanned skin, and a body to tempt a blind nun…had his tongue in my mouth.”
HOT FREAKIN DAMN…I want his tongue in my mouth. YUMMY!!!! And the knickname…he calls her Irish. I wanna be his Irish. I wanna suck a jello shot from his mouth.
She indulges on her drunk lust and has an unforgettable night. Only problem is, she can’t remember most of it. Bits and pieces come back to her and she is mortified. Plus the fact that Ashton has a girlfriend. She tries desperately to forget about him. And he asks her to pretend it never happened.
Dr. Styner checks in weekly.
“Tell me you did one out-of-character thing last night?”
Livie doesn’t hold back.
“Not only did I talk to a guy but I’ve now seen two penises, including the one attached to the naked man in my room this morning when I woke up. I have pictures. Would you like to see one?”
Then she meets Conner. Conner is a perfect piece to her perfect puzzle and fits the mold of what everything she should want. They begin a relationship. He is sweet, handsome, thoughtful…but not Ashton. Turns out that Connor and Ashton are best friends, so Livie is constantly running into him.
She fights it, he fights it, but they can’t seem to stop the pull that draws them together. She tries to keep busy seeing Connor and volunteering at the hospital in the Child Life program, playing with young patients. She is assigned to twins, Eric and Derek who both have cancer. Once again, she is questioning her career path wondering if she would be able to deal with loss every day.
“But if I do this, if I become a doctor, how many more times will I stand in a window and watch parents cling to their children? How many more times will I make deals that fall through? Will I ever become immune to this sick feeling in my stomach?”
Again, she is questioning everything. Her future, her feelings—she knows she has it bad for Ashton. Who wouldn’t have it bad for Ashton.
“Because you’re not a one-night girl, Irish.” Leaning in to place a kiss on my jawline, he whispers, “You’re my forever girl.”
HOLY CRAP ON A CRACKER!!! I just fell in love…manwhore, sleezeball, womanizer, who gives a flying fig newton…he is HOT!!!
But in all seriousness, this book took hold of me and wouldn’t let me go! I was glued, I couldn’t wait to see how it would all turn out. Would Livie stick to her carefully laid plans? Would she keep it safe and stay with Connor? Would she throw her fears out the window and try a relationship with Asher?
This book is a must read and one you won’t be able to put down. K.A. Tucker is a master at creating a tale. She sucks you in and does not leave you disappointed. She is an author to watch!!!
About the Author
She is a voracious reader and the farthest thing from a genre-snob, loving everything from High Fantasy to Chick Lit.
Kathleen currently resides in a quaint small town outside of Toronto with her husband, two beautiful girls, and an exhausting brood of four-legged creatures.