Okay book lovers, I have a new obsession and their names are Danny and Liv. Sometimes you fall so in love with a books characters, they become real to you. Sometimes you find yourself wondering what they are doing right at this point in time, and then you have to slap yourself back into reality with a reminder that they aren’t actually alive. That’s when you know you’ve found a really amazing book. That’s how I felt after having read Just Human. I’m also kind of partial to their creator, Kerry Heavens. She’s awesome. I’ve gotten to know her a bit in the last few weeks and I can’t say enough about her. You’re going to have to wait until August 1st to get my whole review, so make sure you come back on that date to see what we have in store for you! I will just tell you for now, Liv and Danny are going to infiltrate your heart and mind, and you won’t want their story to end. ~ Jen
Title: Just Human
Author: Kerry Heavens
Release Date: July 22, 2013
Meet Liv and Danny…
Liv loves Danny. She knows she loves him more than he loves her, so she lets him go without a fight when his parents make him move back to America. She knows she will never love anyone like she loved him, but she has to move on.
Danny loves Liv. He knows he loves her more than she loves him, because she does nothing to get him to stay, so he goes quietly when his parents leave the UK. He knows he will never love anyone like he loved her, but he has to move on.
Twelve years on, they have made a good job of pretending, they may have almost forgotten. But when they get in touch via Facebook, it seems that it is all still there.
They quickly find that they are intensely compatible in ways they hadn’t even begun to explore before they were forced apart.
Can they put aside their fears and give it a go? Or will deep rooted doubts and insecurities tear them apart?
Here is an excerpt from Just Human.
I pull at the hem of his t-shirt and yank it up. He grabs it from the back of his neck and whips it over his head. God, he smells so good.
He lifts himself enough to find the zip on my hoody and fumbles to get it undone. It falls open and he sits up, tugging at one sleeve. As my arm slips out, he catches my wrist and stares at me in disbelief. Briefly, I wonder what I’m wearing underneath if he is that surprised, then I realise. My tattoos! Self-consciously, I try to pull my sleeve back on. I haven’t been with a man who’s not into this, since, well, him. I’m not used to feeling like I want to hide them.
“No, don’t,” he says in wonder, carefully lifting the fabric away from my body. He assesses the ink on my arm. Then follows it from my wrist, up and under the short sleeve of my t-shirt onto my left shoulder searching for its end. He doesn’t find it and he lifts an eyebrow. He looks back at me with glowing eyes.
“That’s a few more than some!”
“Are there more?”
“I’ll save you some time,” I sneer, pushing him off me. I feel angry at being judged, I am what I am out of choice. I’m not used to having to justify it to anyone. But if he’s going to leave because of it, I want him to have the full picture. I love my tattoos and as I get to my feet I am ready to defend them. He sits back, resting on his hands and crosses his legs, waiting. He looks amused. I’m not laughing.
I slip my other arm out of my hoody, revealing that I’ve fewer tattoos this side, just one on the inside of my forearm, elbow to wrist. But then I lift the hem of my t-shirt up over my head and hear him take a sharp breath. The right side of my ribs is covered, wrapping round to my back. I drop my t-shirt and move to unbutton my jeans. Slowly peeling them off, I reveal my right leg inked across the thigh, ankle and foot. Then, yanking off my remaining shoe, I remove my jeans and wave my left foot, showing the only work I have had done on that leg. I hold my palms up in a mock ‘ta-da!’ gesture. Then I turn and show him that they go all the way round. That’s right take a look…this is me in all my colours!
I bend to pick up my t-shirt as I turn back to him, suddenly anxious to put an end to the freak show. But he’s on his feet, grabbing the t-shirt away and pulling my body against his. He kisses my neck and down onto my shoulder. I move to pull away.
“Hey! What’s wrong?”
I turn my face away from him, unsure of what to say. Using his finger, he pulls my face back and raises an eyebrow, a huge smile spreading across his face. “I didn’t say I didn’t like them.” He sits back on the bed and pulls me to straddle him. “You are beautiful…” he breathes against my ear “…and these…” he says tracing over a butterfly on my collar bone, “…are sexy!”
Oh…This is such mind fuck! I can’t keep up. I smile a half smile, still feeling uncertain; my confidence took an unusual knock when I felt judged. It never happens and I feel unable to recover. But my dark cloud begins to disperse as he bites and sucks my earlobe.
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About the Author:
Terrible wife, Mediocre mother, Appalling housewife, Fashion graduate, Wedding coordinator, Sex toy salesperson, Shop manager, Designer, Font collector, Romance addict, Fancier of nice men, Ok, fancier of almost all men, Awesome cupcake baker, Incessant singer, Film buff, Friend…Writer.
For more about Kerry Heavens check out our post on Just Human’s Cover Reveal.
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