Since she was young, Cher Rivers knew she was not the kind of girl who got what she wanted. A girl who could hope. A girl who could dream. She knew a happily ever after just wasn’t in the cards for her.
The Merrick Family is known for loving deep. So when Cecelia Merrick was murdered, it marked the Merricks in a way none of them recovered. Both Cecelia’s children found love. Both turned their backs on it. But Garrett “Merry” Merrick knew in his soul the woman he divorced years ago was the one for him.
Until the night when Cher took Garrett’s back and things changed. The Merrick family loves deep. They also protect fiercely. And with his eyes finally open, Garrett sees the woman who truly is for him and he goes after her.
Through this, my leg
hit an end table and I adjusted. We cleared the couch, I shifted again too
soon, both my calves hit the coffee table, and my ass went down on it.
I looked up. Cell
flat to the table, I braced my hands to push up, but Merry was there, chin in
his throat, eyes on me, and when he spoke again, his mind was clearly on my
“Tried to get your
mouth on me more than once when we tore at each other up last Friday, but I was
in the mood to use mine. Lookin’ forward to learnin’ what you can do with
yours, but like I said, baby, right now, don’t got the time.”
My only response that
he couldn’t twist was to glare at him, which was what I did.
“But got time before
I go for a kiss,” Merry informed me.
“Only kiss I’ll give
you is tellin’ you to kiss off,” I informed him.
“Who knew warm brown
eyes like the ones you got could spark that kind of fire,” he muttered as if he
wasn’t even talking to me.
“Step back,” I
“No,” he denied.
I continued to glare
up at him, then I realized I was not the kind of woman who sat on her ass,
glaring up at a man towering over her and pinning her in. So I stood, which put
me smack in Merry’s space, my breasts brushing against his abs and up his chest
on my way.
They kept brushing
when he didn’t move back, but I didn’t attempt escape, even to get away from
the shafts of electricity this all caused at my nipples, shafts that headed
I glared at him from
He stared into my
eyes, his gaze moving down to my mouth then back up as one side of his lips
He was getting off on
I didn’t get that and
I didn’t want to get that.
I wanted this done.
“In the mood to play,
Officer?” I whispered.
sweetheart, don’t got the time.”
I shook my head but
held his gaze. “Not what I mean. Single mom, all alone. Switch out her storms.
Offer info to help her out of a jam. Been a while since I was in the know about
these things, so tell me, what’s the price for all that? You mentioned a
blowjob. You got stamina, but I got talent. Balance that out, I’m thinkin’
it’ll take more than the usual ten, fifteen minutes. We’ll give it twenty. So I
can manage my time, is there more?”
I wasn’t even done
talking before I learned his eyes could spark fire too.
I also learned
he was in the mood to play, that being, playing me at my own
And doing it better.
He dipped his face
close, his voice low. “Storms get me the blowjob, brown eyes. I get the intel
you need, that buys me sinkin’ deep in wet pussy.”
I felt my nipples get
harder at the same time something else happened to me that, if he was of a mind
to take his payoff right then, he’d get what he wanted.
I hid this reaction
and asked, “You want this all in one go, or you wanna spread payback out for a
“Keep plenty of time
open, Cher. I intend to earn a fuckuva lot more and draw it out collecting.”
I nodded, still
keeping a lock on his eyes. “I get it. Girl like me, only payback expected for
me to be able to give.”
That didn’t get me
That got me ice.
“I hear you talk down
about yourself one more time, Cher, shit will get extreme.”
That made me ice
“Do not hand me that
crap, Merry. You come into my home and got no problem talkin’ about wet pussy
right to my face tells me the woman you know me to be.”
He dipped his face
even closer, to the point it felt like if I blinked, my lashes would sweep his
in a butterfly kiss.
“Do not hand me your shit,
Cher,” he growled. “That hang-up is yours, not mine. And how I know that is I
made you come just finger fuckin’ you and talkin’ dirty in your ear, and it was
the talk and not what my fingers were doin’ that took you there. I like that, a
woman who can let go and let me give her that without gettin’ uptight and
closin’ down on me. You liked it too, a fuckuva lot more than
me. So don’t stand there handin’ me your shit when I know you’re wet for me now
and I haven’t fuckin’ touched you.”
I refused to reply to
that because he was right and I had no intention of confirming that
But it was then he
hit me with a verbal blow, the intensity of which, not in my whole shitty-ass
life I’d ever received.
“Christ, if I didn’t
know you were worth it, I’d walk out the door and this would be done—all we
I could stand.
I could stare.
But I couldn’t
He could also speak.
“Hope like fuck no
one takes off with those storms while I’m gone. You think they will, move ’em
into garage and leave the key under the mat. I’m switchin’ ’em out, Cher. I
come back tonight and they’re done, I’ll find you, and I won’t be collectin’.
I’ll be dishin’ it out, but you won’t get it until you beg for it and do that
shit for a really long time.”
His words were lost
I continued to stand.
I continued to stare.
But my lungs had
If I didn’t know you
were worth it…
“When’s Ethan’s next
sleepover?” Merry bit out.
whispered. “But his friend’s comin’ here.”
clipped. “Find a time, babe. You don’t, payback’ll stack up and I’ll have to
take personal days and hole up in a hotel with you for a week. And there’s not
a doubt that stick-up-her-ass church lady your ex tied his shit to won’t
appreciate you bein’ gone from your kid for a weeklong fuckathon.”
That was kind of
funny as well as hot.
I still said nothing.
Merry fell silent and
stared at me.
Then he dealt the
second biggest verbal blow I’d ever received in my life.
pretty, even standin’ there plotting my murder.”
After that, he lifted
a hand, grabbed me gentle but firm at my neck, yanked me up so my mouth hit his
hard but brief, then he let me go.
“Later, babe,” he
said, strolling to my door. He stopped in it, turned to me, and bid his
farewell by saying, “You touch those storms only to put them in the garage.”
He closed the door on
I stood where he left
If I didn’t know you
were worth it…
What was I worth?
What was I worth to
5 Phenomenal Series Ending Stars! KA works her magic once again!
Reading a final book in a series you love is like saying goodbye to a beloved friends, especially when it’s a Kristen Ashley book! I have enjoyed each and every book in this series, and I’m truly sad to see it end. My personal favorites are At Peace and Games of the Heart. While At Peace is my favorite of this series, there is something really special about Games of the Heart, and now Hold On has that same “something special” for me that those books have.
Cheryl “Cher” Rivers is the kind of woman who is tough, loyal, protective, speaks her mind and loves with her whole heart and soul. She has fantastic son, a supportive mother and friends, and a slew of self-appointed brothers. She’s wants, but doesn’t dare hope for a happily ever after because of her past mistakes, albeit not all her fault. Mostly because of her involvement with the serial killer, Denny Lowe (For You), and her stripper days. The woman just doesn’t know her own self-worth!
Garrett “Merry” Merrick is a Lieutenant with BPD, and the man that Cher has been in love with for five long years. The news Merry’s ex-wife Mia is engaged to another man, has him ready to drown his sorrows at J&J’s. Cher, burying her feelings for him decides to help him drown his sorrows. In between shots of whiskey Cher lays it out,and gives it to him straight about his ex which up till now no one has ever done. One thing leads to another, he goes home with Cher and basically he “f#@k’s her brains out all night long”. After spending the night with Merry, Cher is somewhat hopeful….until she overheard a conversation between Merry and Colt and learns for Merry it was a good time with someone he cares about, dashing her hopes.
Everyone in their circle knows or at least suspected how Cher felt about Merry ….that is everyone but Merry. When Cher’s ex, the father of her fantastic and adorable 10 yr old son Ethan, his bible thumping wife, and a shifty neighbor start to cause problems for Cher, Merry finally opens his eyes. He sees Cher in a whole new light, steps up, and tries to protect her and Ethan. Naturally, Mia hears about Merry moving on, decides she’s not done with him, and does what she can to get Merry back.
Cher and Merry have their ups and downs, misunderstandings, and still manage to find their way. Merry is one bad-ass alpha, but Cher is no pushover beta to anyone!! I loved every minute and will reread this one (like many KA books) over and over again!
Okay, I normally try not to use cuss words when writing reviews but in this case I’m giving myself a pass because the epilogue was without a doubt the BEST F*CKING EPILOGUE EVER!!!! It touched on each and every single character that I love in the ‘Burg!! In closing…thank you Kristen Ashley for another fantastic series ending book and epilogue…truly amazing!!