“What’s the one thing you can’t go without?”
Tristan O’Donnell has money, women, and all the luxuries that cold hard cash can buy. Tristan’s been sucking sunshine right from the monogrammed silver spoon his life was served up on since the day he was born. And quite frankly, he wouldn’t want it any other way. He’s his mother’s pride and joy, his father’s right-hand-man, and the envy of every guy around. All Tristan has to do is flash his million dollar smile, give his trademark wink, and he gets what he wants, when he wants, anytime he wants.
Leah Franchetti grinds her fingers to the bone; sculpting, painting, recreating treasures from trash—the very sentiment that defines her life. Her inventive, vindictive, lucrative, and seemingly unforgivable plan allowed her to shortcut her way into the life she always imagined, owning an art gallery, surrounding herself in the comfort of her passion and dreams.
When circumstances force Leah and Tristan to come face-to-face with the past and with Leah’s devious manipulation, truths come flooding forth, destroying those in the present and possibly jeopardizing both of their highly anticipated futures.
Can Tristan overcome Leah’s slander and deception—despite how dangerously close he comes to losing the one thing he can’t go without—money? Will Leah be forced to come clean, knowing she’ll have to live her life with the one thing she can’t go without—her dignity?
When I got my hands on with Can’t Go Without, I was like a kid at Christmas! I loved Can’t Go Home… could not put it down. But Tristan in that book… I hated him. He was the biggest asswipe on the planet. But being the sick person that I am, I am always drawn to the bad guys. I find them intriguing and hot at the same time. The bigger the asshole, the better. So I couldn’t wait to dig in and read about Tristan to see if he could possibly redeem himself from being the womanizing jerkoff he was in Can’t Go Home (even though I secretly loved him). His cocky, holier than thou attitude and “I’m in love with myself” ways made me wonder how Angelisa would be able to pull this book off and have readers (other than me) actually like this guy.
Tristan is a mirror image of his father, loves money, women, and is completely selfish—taking whatever he wants when he wants it. We start off witnessing his daily lunch hour proclivities when in strolls his dad telling him to take a leave of absence and maybe he’d bring him back in when he can “keep his pants on”. Tristan is a walking time bomb, doing all the women in the office. Rather than face any further lawsuits from the female employees, his dad shows him the door.
Leah, who we also met in Can’t Go Home, has made a successful career for herself and opened an art gallery with the hard earned money she made from the lawsuit she had against Tristan several years again. She is in a relationship, if that’s what you want to call the snorefest they have going on there, with Samual, a walking douchenozzle. Their relationship is more of a faithful companionship and Leah is fine with that. What they have works.
“We’ve fallen into an easy, secure routine. Most nights after he’s ejaculated, I just roll over, grab my vibrator, and take care of myself. It’s not really a big deal—just a means to an end.”
Yeah, OK, sounds thrilling… uh, yeah, no thanks! But Leah doesn’t want a fairytale—she doesn’t believe in them. She thinks they don’t exist, so she settles for comfortable. She thinks she’s unworthy.
“Making love and falling in love is about as believable as the proverbial G-spot, Santa Claus, and the fucking tooth fairy all rolled into one big fabrication to make people feel better about themselves.”
Anyway, after all the trouble she’s caused Tristan and his Devil father, she wants to make it right. She wants to redeem herself and hopefully let go of the guilt and pain she’s caused. Gain back her self-respect. Leah’s always had very strong feelings for Tristan since they were younger. The time they had spent together—a memory so strong and vivid, one that she forces into the back of her mind, always seems to come to the forefront. But that’s what it is, a memory.
But as fate would have it, they’re thrown back into each other’s worlds once again. The pull they have to each other is undeniable. These two together were like a freakin heatwave on the North Pole. I was salivating over him… full blown drool and heart palpitations, leaving my girly bits a hot mess.
“Leah tastes like a hot fudge sundae covered in chocolate fudge and marshmallow with a side of filet mignon topped with Rock-Maine Lobster on a pile of garlic mashed potatoes, followed by naked hotness drizzled in raunchy hot, mind-blowing sex. Yeah, like I said, everything I ever hungered for.”
OMG… can he please, please be talking about me?!!! This man settled a hunger in me and made me want to beg him to come over and take care of me! Holy God is he hot!!!
But love doesn’t exist, right? It’s an illusion. Can these two get their act together and see what’s right in front of them? Or are their pasts way to damaged to allow them to heal and grow?
Angelisa Stone is AHMAZING!!!! I loved this story. She will have you laughing out loud, crying, and ignoring everything around you while you’re completely sucked in! Do not miss this one schmexies!!! You “Can’t Go Without” it!!!
About Angelisa Stone
Angelisa Stone is a typical Midwestern wife and mom, frazzled by parenting and housework, and overwhelmed with sports schedules, doctor appointments, and three-dimensional creative projects due “tomorrow morning.” Stone dreams of white sandy beaches, clear-blue waters, and Midori coladas in hand, but realizes that her loving husband and four not-so-perfect children are her real dreams-come-true. Writing and reading are her passions, and she hopes (and prays with her fingers tightly crossed) that readers will find enjoyment and escape through her words and characters. Stone’s first novel, Can’t Go Home, is available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble now.
Email Angelisa for fun chatter and banter, giggles and chuckles: firstname.lastname@example.org