{"product_id":"never-let-you-go-isbn-9781101967300","title":"Never Let You Go","description":"\u003cb\u003eIn this sizzling sequel to \u003ci\u003eNever Tear Us Apart, \u003c\/i\u003eKatie and Ethan must decide if their love is worth fighting for—from the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times \u003c\/i\u003ebestselling author of \u003ci\u003eLonely for Only You \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eA Million Kisses in Your Lifetime\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e“A dramatic and beautiful and frightening story.”—Fictional Candy\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe truth hurts, they say—and my pain cuts deep. While I was falling for Ethan, he was deceiving me the entire time. He held a huge secret, protected by his lies. When I discovered what he was hiding, the truth shook my world, threatening to ruin us forever. Ruin me. But I soon realized that what we share can’t be destroyed.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe connection between us is too strong. It always has been. I can’t deny him any longer. And I can’t deny my truth: I’m in love with Ethan.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI don’t want to let him go.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhile we’re trying our best to make this relationship work, other forces are fighting against us. My family, who wants to keep me safe. The media obsessed with my tragic past. The public that feeds off of it. Even Ethan’s father—the man who nearly destroyed me all those years ago. He’s doing his best to finish the job.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDespite my love for Ethan, the doubts creep in, clouding my mind. Is he worth the pain? Will our love survive, or will we have no choice but to end it—end us—once and for all?\u003cb\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eNever Let You Go\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “As a reader, this relationship shouldn’t work even though it has to work. It’s only because of [Monica] Murphy’s skill in delicately addressing survival from sexual assault and abuse that we find the capacity to heal through touch and love.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eHeroes and Heartbreakers\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Much like the first book, this story was an emotional roller-coaster ride that never really let up. But that’s what made the story so fantastic and engaging.”\u003cb\u003e—Emilie’s Book World\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A story that will grip you, pull you in, and keep you immersed til the end . . . an emotional and sweet story that will stay with me for years to come.”\u003cb\u003e—Read-Love-Blog\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A dramatic and beautiful and frightening story.”\u003cb\u003e—Fictional Candy\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Murphy nailed it with this one for sure. . . . Katherine and Ethan. Katie and Will. They are such a dynamic couple. Everything they have been through makes their bond tight.”\u003cb\u003e—Mommy’s a Book Whore\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePraise for Monica Murphy’s \u003ci\u003eNever Tear Us Apart\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “All the best parts of romance and betrayal . . . I couldn’t turn the pages fast enough.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author Jay Crownover\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “A powerful story that left me raw yet hopeful.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eUSA Today\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author K. A. Tucker\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“A powerful story of friendship, trauma, coping and betrayal. The characters jump off the page into real life and will have readers gasping and feeling every emotion that they go through. Another amazing book to add to Murphy’s already stellar library!”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eRT Book Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e (4 1\/2 stars)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Murphy has written a compelling and emotional love story of two severely broken people, each of whom can be healed only by the other.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eBooklist\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Murphy imbues these characters with genuineness and plausibility. . . . [Readers] will look forward to the promised sequel.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003eMonica Murphy \u003c\/b\u003eis the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eUSA Today\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eLonely for You Only, A Million Kisses in Your Lifetime, One Week Girlfriend, Second Chance Boyfriend, Three Broken Promises, Four Years Later, Owning Violet, Stealing Rose, Taming Lily, Never Tear Us Apart, \u003c\/i\u003eand the ebook novella \u003ci\u003eDrew + Fable Forever\u003c\/i\u003e. A native Californian, she lives in the foothills of Yosemite with her husband and three children.ETHAN\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe is relentless in her pursuit of me. The constant calls, the texts, the voicemails, the emails. No wonder she’s one of the top investigative journalists on TV.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLisa Swanson is a serious pain in my ass.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAfter three weeks of constant harassment, I give in and answer her call. She sounds surprised to hear my voice and I’m pleased that I could shock her. I don’t think much gets past her.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“You answered,” she says.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“It’s either answer or try to ignore you for another three weeks,” I tell her, sounding bored. Inside I’m a wreck. I’ve remained undercover since that moment Lisa texted me and Katie . . .\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMy heart thuds. Hard. Like it came to a complete and utter stop. How am I still alive? Just thinking about her wrecks me. Twists me up inside until I feel like I’m going to be sick.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen Katie discovered the text from Lisa and left me, I shut down. Physically and emotionally shut down for days. Only within the last week have I once again tried to pick up my normal routine. Working on projects. Talking to clients. I behave normally, move through life as if nothing’s wrong, but inside . . .\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eInside I’m hollow. Broken into so many tiny pieces, I don’t think anyone or anything could put me back together. I’ve lost the only thing that matters. The only person I’ve ever really loved.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd she hates me. She should hate me. I can’t excuse my actions.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Your father’s interview is set to air soon,” Lisa says, her determined voice bringing me back to reality. “I’ve delayed it for as long as possible, but I can’t put it off anymore.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Why’d you delay it?” I know the answer. I’m just curious to hear what she has to say.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Because I wanted to get your side of the story, Will.” I flinch at hearing my name. My old name. I’m not Will any longer. I wish she would stop calling me that. “I’m going to be honest with you.” She pauses.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHonesty. There’s a funny concept I seem to know nothing about. Deception and lies, that’s what defines me. Makes me tick. I pretend. I don’t know how to be my true self. Only with Katie did I feel close to who I really am.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd now she’s gone.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Your father said some . . . not-­so-­nice things about you,” Lisa says haltingly.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Like what?” I sit up straighter, run a hand over my head. I’m still in bed. What’s the point of getting up? I can do everything here, even work. My laptop lies discarded next to me. My iPad is on my bedside table. I’m in my underwear, I haven’t eaten anything yet today, and it’s already past noon. I can’t remember the last time I shaved, looked at myself in the mirror. I’m afraid of what I might see, the truth in my eyes, the deception in my face.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWho said the truth hurts? Because they’re so fucking right.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Accusatory things,” Lisa says, purposely being vague. Why doesn’t she want to tell me? Oh, probably because she needs something to draw me in and get me to talk. “You won’t like it if he goes on national television and says those things, Will. I promise you, it would be to your benefit to talk to me.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLeaning my head back, I close my eyes and blow out a harsh breath as Lisa waits for my response. I don’t know what to say, how to reply. Doing a televised interview with her would expose me, when I’ve hidden in the shadows for far too long. Not talking to her might end up with me looking like a savage child rapist in cahoots with my father.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEither way I can’t win. And Lisa knows it. She’s taking a risk, hoping that I’ll choose talking to her as the lesser evil.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI’m not sure if that’s the right thing, though.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Has she agreed to talk to you?” I ask, my voice tight, my muscles strained. I’m so tense I could shatter.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Who?” Playing dumb. Lisa’s good at that, too.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“You know who,” I say through gritted teeth.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe sighs. “I told her I found you.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMy heart fucking drops into my toes, swear to God. “What did she say?”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“She didn’t say much at all, which surprised me. I thought she’d be happy to hear the news.” Lisa goes quiet, then clears her throat. “Talk to me, Will. Please. You won’t regret this.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI will so regret it. And she knows it. She’s just trying to pretend she has my best interests at heart. “I don’t know.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Your father’s interview is tentatively scheduled to air ten days from now. If you talk to me, I could get an extension. The execs would love to hear your side. And if I could somehow get Katherine involved again at one point—­”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“No.” The word shoots out of me like a bullet, as though I’m defending myself against a direct strike to my heart. I feel like I’m already dead with just the mere suggestion of Katie being involved in this three-­ring circus Lisa is trying to organize. My father in one ring, me in the second, and Katie in the third, all of us alone, fighting each other.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eForget it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“No?” Lisa’s voice is brittle. She doesn’t like being told no.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“She can’t be involved.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Why not?” Lisa asks incredulously. “Her perspective is vital. I think she would rush to your defense. She spoke so highly of you before.” Another pause. A judgment. “Unless maybe you’re not telling me the truth . . .”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Fuck you,” I mutter, refusing to defend myself to her. I could give a damn what she thinks about me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut I care about what Katie thinks. She’d hate me for talking to Lisa Swanson. I know it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo I can’t do it.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“If you talk, she might talk, too. She won’t right now. She refuses to see me. But if I offer the chance for the two of you to speak to each other after all these years . . .” Lisa’s voice drifts, as if she’s dangling a carrot and I’m supposed to jump at that opportunity to speak with Katie.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe can’t know that I’ve already spoken to Katie. Basked in her presence, reveled in the sound of her voice, her laughter, the touch of her hand. The softness of her lips, the scent of her hair, her skin, how she tastes, how she squirms when I touch her in one particular spot. The sound of my name falling from her lips when I make her come . . .\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNot my real name, though. An imposter’s name. Ethan is no one. Will is the devil.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAgain, which side do I choose? Who am I really?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“I won’t put her through that. I’m not interested.” I’m about to end the call when I hear Lisa’s frantic voice. I bring the phone back to my ear.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“You should reconsider. I can put a temporary halt on this, and let you tell your side of the story. But if you choose not to talk to me, I can’t be held responsible for the attack on your reputation that is bound to happen The interview will air ten days from now, whether you like it or not.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHaughty Queen Lisa is back to playing hardball. “Let it happen.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI end the call.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI set my phone on the bedside table.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI close my eyes.New York Times bestselling author","brand":"Bantam","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46302294868197,"sku":"NP9781101967300","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9781101967300.jpg?v=1767733640","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/never-let-you-go-isbn-9781101967300","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}