I’ve
never hated anyone as much as I hate him.
The day my sister died, I told her best friend I never wanted to see him again,
and I meant it.
I lost her because of him. Everything I used to care about means nothing now
because of him.
It’s all because of him.
So when he shows up on my driveway two years later and tells me he’s moving in
with me for his freshman year of college, I kick his ass and tell him to
disappear. For good this time.
But I already know the defiant little brat’s not gonna listen. He never does.
Being near him again makes me crazy. I’m supposed to be the college basketball
star my father raised me to be, but now I’m focused on a new game. I’m obsessed
with watching him, touching him, breaking him. His body, his head, his heart,
anything I can get my hands on…
I’m gonna take it all until he’s got nothing left.
And even though he knows exactly what I’m doing to him, he’s gonna let me do it
anyway.
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“Did I give you this?” he asks, still thumbing that same spot on my jaw.
I nod once, and a hint of a smirk touches his lips.
He likes that.
He’s still holding me in place, but he’s not hurting me anymore. Somehow this is worse, especially when I see the flash of amusement in his eyes, like he knows exactly what I’m thinking right now.
It’s never mattered how hard I try to hide it. He’s always been able to see me for what I am.
Broken. Pathetic. Gay.
My dick is hard for him, and I know he can feel it through our clothes. My breath quickens when he pushes his thigh between my legs, his mouth lowering until it’s just an inch away from mine, giving me a taste of something I’ll never have.
“You want more?” he whispers.
More scars or more… him?
Whatever it is, I’ll take it.
When I nod, he keeps hold of my face and slowly wedges his free hand down between us, boldly palming my cock through my jeans. He strokes me through the material, and a shocked sound leaves my throat before I can stop it, my hips automatically bucking into his.
“Fuck,” I breathe against his lips. “Fuck—”
Something happens then, and he turns to stone against me. His head pulls back and he stares at my mouth, down at the fallen cup next to my feet, then back up to my face, his jaw locked as he studies every inch of me. I blink at him in confusion, my brows lowering at the sudden return of his anger. Not that it ever left, but this feels different. He looks like he’s in pain, his light brown eyes glassing up as he searches mine.
“What…” he trails off.
My eyes start to water too, the realization of what he’s thinking carving off yet another piece of my broken heart.
“What was in that drink?”
“Nate.”
“Fuck you, Xavi,” he spits out, his nostrils flaring as he backs away from me. “Fuck you.”
“Yeah,” I whisper to myself, closing my eyes so I don’t have to watch him walk away. “Fuck me.”
Shannan
– ☆☆☆☆☆
Like You Hate Me is a stand-alone, dark, bully, intense AF read, and I
loved everything about it!!
Xavi and Nate have known each other for years and their history is complicated.
Xavi and Nate's sister, Katy, were best friends. Katy died and Nate has blamed
Xavi for her death, making him enemy number one. They both loved her with
everything in them and losing her has left them both empty and shells of
themselves. When Xavi shows up to move into the house Nate lives in for his
freshman year of college, Nate loses it. But Xavi has nowhere else to go, so he
waits until Nate lets him in and puts him in the room beside his. As much hate
Nate has for Xavi, he has just as much attraction and draw to the man. Nate
can't seem to stay away, and Xavi thinks he deserves all the hurt and pain Nate
dishes out. Nate's one plan is to break Xavi and make him feel all the hurt he
does missing his sister. But somewhere along the way, Nate's possessiveness
toward Xavi leads to Nate needing him in his life in every way.
This was an intense read. Their feelings were so deep and heartbreaking. The
moments when they let themselves drop the walls were full of sweet
possessiveness. The conversations about Katy were tear inducing at a minimum. Like
You Hate Me gave me a book hangover that I haven't had in years. I will be
thinking about these characters for a long time!!
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WINTERS is a Romance author based in the UK.
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