Nom de Plume Rating: ★★★★★
Reading Time: 4 minutes
*FTC Disclaimer: I received a copy of Collecting Secrets from PE Kavanagh in exchange for an honest review. I have in no way been influenced by the author and/or publisher’s generosity. You can’t fake these stars, baby!
A grieving heiress.
A celebrity psychologist.
A decade of friendship.
When Camille first met Jackson she was too young.
Friendship was less than what she wanted, but all she could handle.
Ten years later and she’s a different woman. Strong, successful, brave.
At exactly the wrong moment, one bold move threatens everything.
The safe harbor of Jackson’s family.
The unconditional commitment of his friendship.
The collection of secrets she never knew existed.
Claims and confessions come hard and fast as Jackson and Camille navigate all that has never been said.
Each step they take, closer to the truth and each other, demands another layer of secrets must fall.
Collecting Secrets is a steamy standalone contemporary romance with no cliffhanger. You will meet characters who will reappear throughout the series.
First Line: “This was not the first time Camille had looked foolish, but it might have been the first time she didn’t care.”
Camille is an orphan. Well, technically she’s an adult, but she lost her parents in a terrible accident.
It’s her first year at Princeton and you know how college is, you spend practically all week mingling—gag!—and getting to know people—double gag!—and finding classes. I’m an introvert by nature, so any kind of social gathering just…no. Can I phone in? (LOL)
Camille ends up hitting it off with her new roommate! Yay her! Extrovert points for her. She’s pretty emotionally detached at this point, so any kind of relationship is good.
Jenna (Camille’s roomie) is having a family gathering and invites her. Su-u-re, why not. What’s the worst that can happen?
Umm. How about meeting the hunkiest HUNK O’ MAN.
Jackson and Camille are on fire, friends. But, of course, they don’t say anything. Why would they want to? Jenna’s awkwardly in the middle of everything, school is starting and there’s just a whole lotta drama waiting to unfold.
So they do the smart thing and keep their tongues in their own mouths.
But their minds totally envision the other without their panties (if they even wear any). These two are un-con-trolable.
Jackson and Camille end up becoming best friends. Oh Gaawd, I know what you’re thinking. And yes, this is going to get really bad. I’m wondering why Camille didn’t become BFF’s with her roommate instead.
Granted, I’m like, the only girl who works at my engineering firm, so I guess that makes me a hypocrite right now. Okay, I get why she became friends with the hotty with no undies.
Fast forward ten years and Camille has just been humiliated. To make it worse, Jackson finally decides to put his lips to action and make out with her. Aye. Talk about bad timing.
THEN! Camille finds out something about her dead parents. It’s a secret that involves the King family, meaning: Jackson.
Agh! Ten years of friendship down the drain. Bye bye.
I. LOVED. THIS. BOOK.
“Cam, I can’t imagine what you must be feeling. So many ups and downs this weekend. But please know this: he is in love with you. I know my brother, and I would tell any woman on the planet to run, not walk, in the opposite direction. Except for you. You’re the only one who makes him…normal. Like the man I know.”
PE Kavanagh has created a drama filled, heart-wrenching read and I didn’t want it to end. I could actually relate to this book, which is rare these days because I’m pretty heartless. Yippee, I have a heart. Well, it’s broken now because Jackson squished it.
I can’t tell you how much I love Jackson. Camille—who’s that?—fell a little short for me, especially after they solidified their relationship.
The text tapers off after they start dating, and it’s hard to keep me engaged after characters have a first kiss. Merp. Call me old school LOL. Oooo and do they KISS. 😛
I liked the flashbacks although there were are lot. I would have preferred to just have Camille and her sexy hunk o’ man young and follow her through that.
She’s this strong, independent woman, and I thought she would have handled herself a little better than Jack at times. What can you say? L’amour has a mind of its own.