Title: Room 212
Author: Kate Stewart
Publication: March 27, 2014
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/21424673-room-212
****Mature Audiences only**** (language, explicit sex, some drug use) In every life there is always that…one.
Twenty-one year old Laura Sedgwick is a rebel without a cause. Her only plans for life are to make no plans. She revels in her fascination of the unexpected as she navigates her way through mid -1990’s Dallas nightlife. One very bad night brings her face to face with the one man likely to change her mind about…well…everything.
Twenty-three year old Seth Whitaker has every intention of seeing through with his well mapped out life. He is a hard working over-achiever that has no intentions of slowing his pace for anyone. With a fierce determination to not let life pass him by without taking a huge bite, he finds himself inexplicably drawn to the one distraction that could keep him from his best laid plans. Little did he know his determination to keep his life on track would be the very thing to trigger the events that change the course of both their lives.
In this life she had only done one thing right…
…and she was his only chance at salvation.
About The Author:
Kate Stewart, a native of Dallas, now resides in Charleston, S.C. She moved to the city three weeks after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, declaring the city her creative muse. Since her move in 2010, she has launched a photography and event planning business as well as written her first novel, TITAN. She lives with her husband of 7 years, Nick, who is featured on the cover of the novel. Her second novel Room 212 is set to publish March 2014.
My Review~ 5 STARS *****
I absolutely loved this story! Very well written with lovable characters. The main characters are great as well as the secondary characters.
Laura is a free spirit who lives life as she sees fit. No planning, just living, partying, and working. She takes care of herself but seems to trust no one. She doesn’t want the type of life her parents have. She is a strong girl but she has many insecurities. Her brother is her rock, the one she runs to when she needs help.
Then she meets Seth.
Seth is sexy man who Laura immediately finds attractive but she is just coming out of a bad relationship. Seth is hardworking, also goes to school, and manages his money well. He does want the picket fence life however.
Seth and Laura get together and are the perfect match for each other, but things happen and break them apart. Several years go by and they meet up again. Can this be fate? Or will Karma come back and keep them apart after trying so hard to survive without each other for so long already?
Great read!! I would recommend this one!
All I was feeling was showing in the bathroom mirror on my reddened face. I was having a hard time enjoying it, instead of being terrified. I cupped some water from the faucet and swallowed, willing myself to get it together. I walked into the hall of the long corridor that led back to the rooftop door and found Seth waiting for me, arms crossed over his chest, casually leaning against the wall. I stood on the opposite wall, placing my hands behind my back. I felt a drop of water drip from my bottom lip onto my chest and slide into the V of my dress. I saw his eyes follow it with envy as he spokes his first words to me.
“You are all I think about, and I come here and you look…like this,” he breathed the words to me and I felt them on every inch of my body. I moved to go to him and he made a small gesture that kept me where I was. He still wanted to play and I was game.
“What do you think about?”
“Your laugh, the way your voice is raspy in the morning when you wake up, the arch of your perfect feet, the way your hair falls over your face when you’re on top of me, the way this feels right now and every time I’m with you.”
I pulled my leg through the thigh high slit in my dress propping my heel on the wall behind me and smiled. He cursed as he came toward me in a blur. He stopped himself inches away, placing both hands on the side of my face against the wall.
“Temptress,” he whispered into my ear.