Crazy Bibliophile and Book Pimp (Not So Anonymous)

Don't think 'romance' picking up this book... instead think, ugly, train wreck between a ginormous (and unfortunately gorgeous) jerk and a female that keeps coming back for another hit like a crack junkie looking for her next fix.

It's not pretty. It's aggravating. I want to personally take Jack aside and kick his ass... hard, maybe affect the possibility of him being able to procreate because that shit needs to end with him. And Lexi... I wish she had put on her big girl panties much, much, much earlier. Get a freaking chastity belt or something... she's just like those friends that seem to define themselves with guys. Her obit revolves around them, and unfortunately Jack has her permanently stuck in the gravity of his enormous ego.

A word must be mentioned about the writing itself. Now, I am not particularly good at labeling what tense a book is in. I don't have an automatic favorite tense (like 1st person, 3rd person... lalala) or an automatic dislike for any. But this book a) jumps around in time instead of a linear progression, and b) despite being in Lexi's head, or Jack's head... it's all "she" and "he"... when there are situations where Lexi is talking to Bekah (for example) or Chyna.... I'll get lost on which 'she' is talking. Is it Lexi? Is it Bekah? In the end, I was able to get past these issues with the writing, and I can understand the reasoning behind the jumping in the timeline... but it did create a slight uphill battle for reading this book.

I know there is alot of "Team Jack" and "Team Ramsey"... at the beginning, I was more like, "Team these people suck and just deserve each other". Jack is suck an asshat, a douchebag... a boy apparently letting his 'lower' brain stay in control and do his thinking. Deep down, he knows what he wants (IMO)... he's just too chicken to man up, take life by the horns and BE with Lexi. OFFICIALLY! That's another thing... I'm sorry, if it walks like a duck, talks like a duck, then it's damn well a duck. Regardless if Jack and Lexi act like adolescents, they were TOGETHER. OFFICIALLY. Suck it up, Jack and Lexi, grow up and stop pussyfooting around. So... obviously I am not Team Jack. Until around the 75%, I thought that he was an ass, but he was an ass made for Lexi. Then... no. No. No. No. Jack reach such a low, and his little two faced girlfriend that deserves to have Jack run all around on her, run all over her, and I hope her heart get smooshed into a billion little unsalvageable pieces. From that point on, I became Team Ramsey. I don't care if Lexi wants Jack. Jack is poison. He is evil. He doesn't deserve happiness.

And don't think Lexi gets off without a jab, too... Jack's Doormat is what her nickname should be. He steps all over her, and she lets it- hell, she welcomes it. She's just this little harem slave to her hormones- mostly around Jack. Gah! She needs to just staple her freakin' thighs together.

Ultimately, you can't help but be caught up in the emotional tsunami of this book. I never cried, but shaking my head, muttering under my breath, wanting to smack characters, gasping at situations, marveling at crap coming out of character's mouths... you can't help but get caught up. Like I said before... it's ugly. It makes Beautiful Disaster look like a Disney Film. It's like a 'How-to' manual for anyone on how NOT to have a relationship with a guy... for 6 years.

If you can handle sizzling passion and bad choices, then I'd recommend a read of your own.