"You're a woman who is comfortable in her own sexuality. That necessarily means you must be labeled, categorized, and filed away for everyone's safety."
Rebecca "Bex" Foxworth likes that description of herself. It makes her sound strong, dangerous, and powerful - like she's standing against some grand injustice by using her body as she sees fit. That's how her friend, Claire Howard, sees her, and if Claire has taught her anything it's that labels are defined by the people who wear them, not the other way around.
But slut is more than a label to Bex: it's her armor. It protects her from ever having to share her true self. The loop in her head tells her she's innately flawed and wholly unworthy. Why else would her parents insist she go under the knife for a new nose, a new body, and plastic perfection?
That's something Thornton Henry Edgeleaf would never understand. Thornton is perfect in every way - handsome, worldly, passionate - with just one unforgivable flaw: he's utterly sincere. It makes Bex want to run screaming, back into the familiar, indifferent arms of men who won't fail to dismiss and mistreat her. But nothing's as easy as it used to be....
©2014 Saranna DeWylde (P)2015 Saranna DeWylde
Yes they are both very good but this story just hit me wrong
The main character had too much baggage to let go of and those around her wouldn't let her forget. Even in the end there was no closure on her circumstances.
Hollie Jackson was great it was the story that bothered me.
I just couldn't deal with this young persons hate for herself and those who made her feel that way. Yes she was a bit better in the end of the book but there was so much that could have made the story better. I'm not a writer or editor but I felt this book is something I can't recommend.
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