Author: Alice Montalvo-Tribue
Publication Date: January 14th 2014 (first published January 1st 2014)
Goodreads URL: HERE
Plot: She's mine.
That was the first thought that came to my mind when I held my baby in my arms at seventeen. I didn't care that my parents had already promised to give her to a wealthy family. That they were forcing me to give her away.
She was mine.
I ran away from that hospital, from that family, from the only life I knew. I planned to start over with what little money I had, determined to make something of myself despite the odds.
Then Logan Tate came along.
Gorgeous and controlling, he claimed he was trying to help me, and he didn't care that I was just another teenage pregnancy story.
But I don’t trust him. I don't trust anyone. And if Logan knew the real secrets and lies I was keeping inside, he wouldn't dare try to shelter me.
MY REVIEW:
While I did thoroughly enjoy this book, I must admit that it did have some unrealistic, unethical potholes and features where you go, “there’s no way she could have gotten through that situation so easily” or “they would have checked more thoroughly”; “in a real world that wouldn’t have happened.”
Normally, I’m the type of reader to jump all over this in a book but for some reason I just can’t help but love this story. I guess what it stems down to is seeing how far a mother would go for their child.
Mia, is a 17-year old (just two weeks shy of her 18th birthday) girl who becomes and pregnant and gives birth to her daughter, Lily. Her parents then give her an ultimatum: give the baby up for adoption or get cut off completely financially and fend for yourself.
Mia chooses the latter… at first.
With the help of a trusted nurse and the nurse’s friend, Mia is able to sneak out of the hospital and escape to Pennsylvania where she plans to start a new life where she ultimately meets Logan.
Enter Logan. Logan is a 24-year old police officer and is literally like Prince Charming. He is charismatic, mature, financially stable, and doesn’t mind that Mia has a newborn baby. In fact, he loves the baby as if she’s his own. Sounds kind of surreal and too good to be true, right?
I won’t go more into the plot from here as I’ve already laid down the groundwork but I will say that this is not your typical teenage pregnancy story. Mia didn’t get pregnant on a whim or by an “oopsie.” No, there’s actually more to her situation than meets the eye.
Moreover, on another note...
I also liked how despite her opposition, Mia was determined to make it and wasn’t some weak and whiny teenager who blamed her predicament on others. No, she made due of it and honed it because she wanted her baby. Simple as that.
A very lovely story where although I will bring up once more that it was not perfect, it still was completely enjoyable to be a part of! :)
EXCERPT #1:
The car coming to a stop jostles me awake; Logan pushes a few
strands of hair off of my face and kisses my nose. “We’re home.”
He announces quietly, while he strokes my cheek with the
back of his hand. “You ok to walk?”
I look up into his soulful blue eyes and smile, I could get lost
in him, I want to get lost in him. “Yeah, I can walk.”
He shuts off the ignition and removes the key. He exits the car
and rounds the hood coming to the passenger side and opening the door for
me.
I give him my hand and he helps me out. We make our way inside
the house, he switches the lights on and closes the door behind me as I take my
jacket off
and hang it up. He comes up behind me and circles his arms
around my waist, instinctively I lean back into him.
“Are you ready to go upstairs?” He questions, his lips inches
away from my ear.
My heart rate picks up and I try to speak but find that I’ve
lost my voice, I nod my head in response to his question and with a slight
push of his hand on the small of my back he leads me up the stairs. I turn
to face him and place my hands on his chest. “I think I need a shower, it’s
been a long day.”
“Yeah me too. How bout you meet me back in my room when you’re
ready.” “Your room?”
“Yeah, I thought that maybe we can stay in my room tonight, I
have a bigger bed it’s more comfortable.”
“Okay.”
I take my time in the shower washing my hair, shaving and
getting myself mentally prepared for what may or may not happen tonight.
We’ve never actually spoken about furthering our relationship, never discussed
the impact of throwing sex into the mix. I’ve been happily living in a
bubble here with Logan all the while in denial about the fact that at some
point he would expect more, he would need more. It’s not that I don’t want to give
it to him, I want to, with everything I have I want to be that for him I want
to be everything that he needs and expects me to be and I think that I want
those things too. I’m just scared, scared to give myself to him willingly
because what if it’s not what I keep hoping it will be. What if it’s exactly
what I experienced in the past? The idea is not exactly appealing to me
and not that I regret having Lily but the process of creating her was not by
any means romantic or enjoyable. I make a promise to myself to not use
my past experience as a point of reference for whatever happens with
Logan. He’s different, he cares about me and whatever we do we do it
because we both want to.
Once I’m done in the shower and my hair is all dry I linger in
my bedroom trying to figure out exactly what to wear. I don’t think that my
normal attire of flannel pajamas is appropriate for tonight but I don’t own
anything that is outright sexy. Lingerie has not been a top priority on my list
of things to do. I pick the best pair of undies that I can find, a cute pair of
pink boy shorts with black lace trim and toss on a white t-shirt that I
snatched from Logan. I open my door and walk across the hall taking deep
soothing breaths, I pause for a moment at his door, placing my forehead on the
cool wood. I can do this.
EXCERPT #2: LOGAN'S POV:
I pull up a chair next to Mia at the dinner table, surprised
that she went through the trouble of cooking at all. She’s a guest here, the
last thing I expected her to do was make me dinner. We barely speak as we eat
and the silence feels deafening to me, it’s uncomfortable and makes me want to
crawl out of my skin.
“How was work?” I finally ask her to try and bridge the gap
between us. I called in a favor from my sister’s best friend Sarah to get her a
job at the daycare and I only hope that she likes it enough to stay.
She takes a sip of her soda before she looks up at me and
shrugs. “It was okay.”
She stands up, picks up both empty plates and walks them
over to the sink. I can hear the water begin to run as she continues. “I think
Sarah was kind of shocked that I was driving your car. She was even more
stunned by the fact that I’m staying here.”
She’s poking around for information, asking a question
without really asking and I have to admit I’m glad that she’s questioning. The
fact that she’s wondering about the nature of my relationship with Sarah means
that she cares about me maybe even feels something for me but doesn’t want to
admit it. I can’t explain the need that comes over me, to get closer to her, to
make her understand that even though I haven’t spoken the words she’s going to
be mine.
I pick up the empty glasses from the table and make my way
over to the sink caging Mia in with my body; I reach over her to put them in
the sink using the motion to get even closer to her. The sound of her breath catching
in her lungs tells me that I’m dead on; she wants me just as badly as I want
her. It’s all the confirmation that I need, I let my hand barely graze her hip
and gently touch her ear with my lips.
“Mia,” I say barely above a whisper. “Sarah is my sister’s
best friend, she’s my friend, there’s
nothing between us.”
I say the words hoping that they’re enough to reassure her
of my intentions. She shrugs my explanation off pretending that my explanation
means nothing.
“It’s really none of my business.” She says, her words
causing an immediate grin to form on my lips.
I reach over her again shutting the water off and dislodging
the soaked sponge from her hand. I tighten my grip on her and force her to turn
around so that she has no choice but to look up at me. God I’m an asshole for
pushing her this far but I can’t back down now, she needs to know where this is
going, the sooner the better.
“So you wouldn’t care if I told you that I did have relationship with Sarah?” Again
I’m an asshole but my chest swells when I see her flinch.
“Why would I care Logan?” She asks lowering her gaze so that
she’s staring at the wall of my chest.
“Look at me Mia.” I command, needing to see the depth of
emotions swimming around her eyes.
“Did you?” She asks barely audibly.
“Did I what?” I know what she’s asking but I need her to say
the words, need to drag her out of her shell.
She lets out a huff of air but ultimately asks, “Did you
have a relationship with Sarah? Did you sleep with her?”
A smile breaks out on my face, and I must look like a wolf
in sheep’s clothing to her but I can’t help it, I pull at an unruly strand of
her hair and gently push it behind her ear. It’s my sad attempt at keeping us
connected.
“No. I never had a relationship with Sarah; I’ve never slept
with her.”
I see the relief flash across her delicate features as I let
my hand stroke her cheek. I’m surprised when she leans into my hand,
encouraging me to continue but I’m completely stunned when my sheltered girl
actually pushes off of the counter and kisses me. That’s all it takes, one kiss
is my undoing, one kiss is all it takes to seal her fate, whether she realizes
it or not Mia now belongs to me.
My Rating:
-Overall : 9
-Plot : 9
-Writing : 9
-Characters : 9
-Cover : 9
About the Author
Alice
Montalvo-Tribue lives with her husband and daughter in New Jersey. She has a
bachelors degree in communications and is currently working on her masters
degree. She spends most of her free time reading, writing, and when the weather
permits lounging out on a beach.
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