Book: The Ground Rules Undone
Series: The Rule Breakers #3
Author: Roya Carmen
Release date: 23rd February, 2016
Review by: Onnica
**Contains spoilers so if you haven’t read books 1 & 2, proceed with caution!**
“My heart sinks at the realization that I’ll never truly be free from him. He’ll never let me go. And the worst part is, I can see he wants to. He wants to not love me.”
Basic story: Mirella is still reeling from the news of her pregnancy. Hoping it will all go away, she carries on as best she can, trying to work up the courage to tell not only Gabe, her husband, but also Weston, her former lover. She’s convinced she will lose Gabe when he finds out, so she’s desperate to preserve their idyll a while longer. As times ticks by, she’s no closer to telling either man in her life. Gabe is convinced now they have split from Bridget and Weston that they can finally move on, maybe relocating elsewhere. Mirella is still torn but realises the truth can’t stay hidden for long.
With the support of her best friend Gwen, Mirella finally finds the courage to tell the truth. Nothing can prepare her for the fallout – the prospect of facing a future without Gabe nearly sends her into meltdown. And what about Weston? Will he despise her or blame her for their impossible situation?
Why you should read it: This is the big finale, the conclusion to what has been a tremendous series. Will they, won’t they? If you loved books 1 and 2, you won’t want to miss it. The angst levels are off the charts. Everybody’s gone crazy and you’ll be surprised along the way. You think you know these characters, but do you? Gabe is front and centre of the action in this book and it was good to see his character in more depth. Weston, what can I say about Weston? It’s ‘interesting’ to see how he deals with the unexpected in this book, too.
What you may not like: I’ve been with Mirella all the way from the start of book one, but for the first quarter of the book I wanted to shake her for her inertia and cowardice. Her dependence on Gwen was total and I wanted to shout – sort your s**t out! She’s all over the place and still doesn’t seem to know what she wants. However, once things come to a head (and boy, do they) I was once again sympathetic to her situation. She does try to do the right thing and dealing with Weston (who’s bordering on crazy) as best she can.
Rating: after all the angst, the sexiness and all the pleasure these characters have brought me, I give it 4/5. The ending was bittersweet, but honestly, it couldn’t have ended any other way. It was a very intense read and I’m convinced they could all do with some therapy! Thank you Roya for taking us on such a thrilling ride. I enjoyed EVERY moment.
He stood back up to his full height, and leaned into me, tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, the gesture so gentle, but in contrast, his words were harsh. “This didn’t mean anything,” he said, his eyes dark, as black as coal. And I knew this wasn’t him speaking. This was the man he became when
he was angry. But still, the words still cut deep.
“This doesn’t change a thing,” he went on with that same dark blank expression. “We’re still done, Mirella.”
“How can you say that?” I asked, my words pleading. “We just made love.”
He jerked back. “That was just sex, Mirella,” he scoffed. “You made me hard. I wanted to fuck you…get one last taste of you. That’s all it was.” And with a turn of the handle, he added, “I’m sorry if you thought it was more.”
His words hit hard, a sharp blow to my stomach. But I wasn’t done fighting for us. I reached for the handle, my hand pressed hard over his and I slammed the door shut. “You’re lying. You’re being hurtful on purpose.” After all these years, I couldn’t believe he didn’t realize how well I know him. “You’re still mad at me,” I pointed out, not letting it go.
He wiped the heel of his hand against his forehead and grabbed a fistful of his hair. “You’re fucking right, I’m still mad,” he growled. “But I’m angry at myself more than I am at you right now.”
I pressed my hand against his stomach. “Why?”
He grabbed a hard hold of my wrist and pulled my hand away. “Because you do this to me and I can’t just turn my back and move on.” His beautiful eyes almost did me in, there was so much emotion in them.
“I can’t turn my back on you and the girls. And I still want you. I still want to fuck you… and you,” he added, not quite looking at me. “You know this. And you took advantage.”
He was right. I did. I knew he wanted me. And I took advantage of a moment of weakness. I spotted it, pounced and dug my teeth in. But I wanted him just as much as he did me.
“I’m sorry,” I told him. I knew it wasn’t much, but I was at a loss for words. My eyes were drowning in tears as I pressed my hand against him again. “I just miss you so much, Gabe. I wanted to be close to you again.”
He tore himself from me. “I should go.”