I've spent my entire life under my father’s thumb, but now I'm finally free to make my own choices. When my roommate dragged me to my first college party, I met Finn Coram and my life turned inside out. He knows how to break the rules and is everything I never knew I wanted. A Marine by day and surfer by night, he pushes me away even as our attraction brings us closer. Now I am finally free to do whatever I want. I know what I want. I choose Finn.
Trying to play by the rules...
I always follow orders. My job, my life, depends on it. I thought this job would be easy, all the rules were made crystal clear, but when I met Carrie Wallington, everything got muddy. She's a rule I know I shouldn't break, but damn if I don’t inch closer to the breaking point each time I see her. I’m ready to step out of line. And even worse? I’m living a lie. They say the truth will set you free, but in my case…
The truth will cost me everything.
I'd first like to thank InkSlinger for providing me with an ARC. This is the first I have heard of Jen, so I was obviously very unfamiliar with her work. So why did I want to read this you ask? Well first of all the cover is awesome and second did you not read the synopsis above?! How could you not be intrigued? Out of Line was not what I expected and I mean that in a good way, because I was pleasantly surprised. Never make book assumptions minions, even when proved delightfully wrong. I delayed starting this book for various reasons, but it began taunting me every time I picked up my Kindle, so I finally caved and figured hey a chapter can't hurt...three or so hours later I'd finished the whole book.
He looked perfectly calm on the surface, but in a second he could be all deadly and lethal. “I’m here because I was taking a walk down the beach, and I saw you and that loser kissing. Then I saw you push him away. I wanted to make sure you were okay, but now I’m wishing I had bashed his head into the fucking wall before I let him go.” My heart rose to my throat. “Why?” “Because you should be kissing me,” he practically whispered. “Not some college boy who doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
She was so beautifully off limits that it hurt. Her hair was sticking up, she had no makeup on, but she looked abso-fucking-lutely perfect.
I’d been lost this whole time, but I’d been fighting it. I was done fighting her. From now on, I would fight for her. For us.
Also the speed of their relationship was kinda fast, for someone who doesn't trust easily I felt like Carrie went in too head-fast. Then again some people just hit it off, and they do start off as friends which is more plausible in hindsight, but I'm not fan for the insta-love thing.