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Everyone has that defining moment in life. That one choice you have to make. I had my moment, and it has haunted me ever since. In those defining moments, you either pave a road to happiness or you regret every step from then on. For me, I don’t know which road would have been the best, because between my two choices, neither of them included her.
I was young and so fucking scared. Scared of being forced by my parents to be someone I didn’t want to be. Scared of making the wrong choice. Scared of leaving her. But mostly, I was scared of losing her.
She was my regret. Leaving her changed me. The moment I climbed onto my bike and drove out of Rosemary Beach, Florida, I left true joy behind. I’d only had that summer with her, three months that altered me forever. But what I would never be able to forgive myself for was that they had changed her just as much. She was beyond broken now. I couldn’t reach her.
Seeing her in pain broke my soul. Losing my cousin Jace had caused deep pain in both of us, something I never wanted to relive. He would forever be in my heart. I’d never forget his laugh and the easy way he loved and lived his life. He didn’t live in the world of fear I inhabited. He chose his path, and he walked it. He was the better man. And I had been able to stand back and let him have her. She deserved the better man.
Now he was gone, and both of our worlds were thrown off-balance. Because I couldn’t stand back anymore. No one was protecting her. No one was holding her, but she wouldn’t fucking let me near her. She wasn’t going to let me fix the past. I’d severed any hope of that when I’d driven away and left her with no other choice but to be with Jace.
If only I could embrace the emptiness and accept it. But I couldn’t. Not when I saw her lost, beautiful face. She needed me as much as I needed her. Our story wasn’t over. It would never be over. If I had to stay here and watch over her, even though she wouldn’t let me get near her, I would. For the rest of my motherfucking life. I’d stay right here. Making sure my Bethy was OK.
You Were Mine
Eight years ago
It wasn’t just another summer. It was my last summer here in Rosemary Beach. I was already feeling the suffocating presence of my father and his plans for me. He was so sure I’d leave for Yale in the fall. I’d gotten in, thanks to his connections. He’d made me take a tour of the campus, and once I was in, he’d forced me to accept. “Nobody turns down Yale.” It was all that ever came out of his mouth anymore. Yale this, Yale that. Goddamn Yale.
I wanted to be on my Harley. I wanted another fucking tattoo. I wanted to feel the wind in my hair and know I had nowhere I had to be. That life was free. I was free. Before this summer was over, I was going to ride off without a word. Leave behind the money and power that came with being a Newark and find my path. This wasn’t my world. I would never fit in here.
“Hey, sweetie, I didn’t see you walk in,” London Winchester said as she slipped her arms around one of mine and held on. That was another reason I had to get the fuck out of here. London. My mother was already planning our wedding. Didn’t matter that I’d broken up with her last month. London, her mother, and my mother all believed I was just going through a moody phase or something. My mother said it was OK if I needed to sow some wild oats this summer. London would be patient.
“Where’s Rush?” I asked, glancing around the house full of people. If Rush Finlay was throwing parties again, then his mother and his younger sister, Nan, had to be out of town. Rush owned the place. His father was the drummer in the legendary rock band Slacker Demon. His mother and his sister benefited from all the money Rush had, thanks to his dad. Rush’s mother had been a groupie once, and although Rush’s dad, Dean Finlay, seemed to care about his kid, he didn’t give a shit about Rush’s mom. They had never married. Nan had another father, who was also out of the picture.
“Outside by the pool. Want me to take you to him?” she asked sweetly. That sweet tone was so fucking fake it was ridiculous. The girl was venomous. I’d seen her in action.
“I can find him,” I replied, shaking her loose and walking away without a backward glance.
“Really? This is how you’re going to be now? I won’t wait around on you forever, Tripp Newark!” she called out after me.
“Good,” I said calmly over my shoulder, then headed into the crowd, hoping to get some people and some distance between us. I’d been with her for two years. She’d been a really good fuck, and once I thought maybe she was it. But I could never actually say I was in love with her. This past year, I had realized I was simply tolerating her. I dreaded seeing her, and when I faced the facts, I realized I was keeping her around to make my parents happy. But I was done with that. No more keeping the parents happy. I was keeping me happy.
“Tripp!” Woods Kerrington called out from a circle of girls surrounding him. He was such a fucking Romeo. He made them all believe they had a chance.
Holding in a chuckle, I nodded my head in his direction. “What’s up.”
“Hopefully a lot of things real soon,” he replied, and this time I laughed. “Jace is outside with Rush and Grant if you’re looking for him.”
Jace was my younger cousin, and Woods was Jace’s best friend. I’d had them both in my life for as long as I could remember.
Turning through the crowd, I headed for the back door.
“Stop it! I said no, Jonathon. I’m not interested.”
I stopped in my tracks. That didn’t sound good.
“I got you in here tonight, and I’m not getting any thanks for it?” The guy was angry and sounded like a prick.
The girl didn’t respond right away. I moved toward their voices and stopped outside the kitchen. I recognized the Jonathon guy the girl was talking to. He was a tennis instructor at Kerrington Country Club, which was owned by Woods’s family. He was also a notorious asshole and had fucked most of the cougars in town. If he was about to take advantage of this girl, then I was going to throw his ass out.
“I just . . . I didn’t know . . . I want to leave.” The way the girl’s timid voice cracked told me she was scared.
“Fuck that, bitch. I don’t care how damn hot your tits are. I’m not dealing with this shit. You can find the door by yourself,” Jonathon snarled.
I took a step toward the door as Jonathon stalked through it. Stupid little fuck.
I shoved him back into the kitchen with one hard push. He was going to apologize for being a dickhead before I threw him out. I doubted Rush even knew he was here. Jonathon wasn’t in our circle of friends. Some of the cougars he had slept with included a couple of our mothers. Not on our favorites list.
Getting his sorry ass to apologize would do him some good. Poor girl should have known better than to mess around with the help at the club. Maybe she’d learn a lesson after this.
“What the fuck?” he shouted, and then his eyes widened when he realized who I was. My dad sat on the board at the Kerrington Club, and I could have Jonathon fired with one word. He knew it.
“That’s what I was wondering, Jonathon. What the fuck? What the fuck are you doing at Finlay’s house, and why the fuck are you treating your date so badly? She too young for you? I know you prefer the over-forty crowd,” I said, taunting him. I wanted him gone. Just one wrong move, and that was all I needed to make sure he lost his job without feeling a shred of remorse.
“I didn’t . . . I mean, I was invited. I got an invite. This is just a girl whose aunt works at the club. She’s not anybody.”
Glancing over at the girl in question, I recognized her right away from her big brown eyes. She was Darla’s niece, Bethy. I’d seen her before. Hell, it was hard to miss her. Jonathon was right about her tits. They were noticeable. But her sweet face and innocent look had kept me from moving in on that. Besides, Darla was scary as hell. She handled hiring the employees at the club, and she’d been there forever.
“Bethy, right?” I asked her.
Her big eyes got even bigger before she nodded.
“This guy’s a douchebag, sweetheart. You shouldn’t trust him. Be careful who you let take you out.”
“You know her?” Jonathon asked incredulously, as if she were too beneath me to notice.
Stupid shit was getting on my last nerve. I turned my attention back to him. “Yeah. I know her aunt. The woman who hired your sorry ass. I wonder how she’d feel if she knew how poorly you were treating her niece?”
Jonathon’s fear was obvious. He had a good gig at the club, and he didn’t want to lose it.
“Leave. Don’t ever come back. Finlay finds out about this, he’ll do more than give you a warning. He’ll beat your sorry ass. He likes Darla. We all do. Stay the fuck away from her niece.”
Jonathon turned his attention to Bethy. The furious gleam in his eyes was directed at her. She shrank farther back, putting more distance between them until her back was pressed to the wall. Dickhead was getting off on scaring her.
Stepping between the two of them, I glared at Jonathon. “Leave. Now.”
I could tell it was taking everything he had to keep his mouth shut, but he did. I watched as he muttered a curse and turned to leave the kitchen.
“Make sure you don’t stop until you’re off this property,” I called out after him.
When he was gone, I turned back to Bethy. She was wringing her hands and looking nervous. I’d gotten rid of the prick. Why was she upset now?
“You good now?” I asked her.
She bit her bottom lip, then shrugged. “I, um, don’t know.”
She didn’t know? I couldn’t keep from grinning. She was pretty damn cute. But she was young. “Why don’t you know?” I asked. I enjoyed the way she talked. Her voice was husky but sweet.
She let out a small sigh and dropped her gaze to the floor. “He was my ride. I don’t live close by.”
As if I would let her get back into the car with that fucker. He had to be four years older than her. He was older than me. “I’ll give you a ride. I’m safe. Jonathon isn’t. Besides, he’s way too old for you. Dude would go to jail if he touched you.”
She lifted her eyes back up to look at me. “I’m almost seventeen,” she said, as if that were legal, although she was a little older than I expected. She was so expressive. I liked that. She didn’t try to bat her eyelashes or pucker her lips to look sexy. She was real. How long had it been since I’d been with a girl who was real? But then, she was young, and she’d been raised in a very different world from mine.
“Yeah, sweetheart. But he’s almost twenty. He shouldn’t have gone anywhere near you.”
She looked deflated, then nodded. Surely she hadn’t wanted to stay with him? Fuck that, what was Darla teaching this girl?
“I’m sorry I ran him off, but he wasn’t treating you right.”
Those eyes went wide again, and a dimple appeared in her cheek. “Oh, don’t apologize for that. He wanted me to go back to a bedroom and uh . . .” She trailed off. She didn’t need to explain. I was pretty sure of what he wanted to do back in a bedroom with her.
“Come on. Let’s get you home,” I said, nodding toward the door. --This text refers to the paperback edition.
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- Publisher : Atria Books (December 2, 2014)
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- Publication Date : December 2, 2014
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But now Tripp is back in town and Bethy has a hard time dealing with the past coming up again, and can’t manage to look Tripp in the eye, especially since he looks so much like her lost love. However, what she doesn’t know is that Tripp came back to Rosemary Beach to get win back what was his so long ago.
I was really looking forward to this story and to finding out more about the mysterious and handsome Tripp, and the nature of the story he had with Bethy, which was hinted to all along the previous Resemary Beach novels, but never really unveiled.
But geez, this is a really hard review to write. Don’t get me wrong: Abbi Glines writes awesome books with great storylines and You Were Mine is no different: romantic, anxious, frantic and sexy. The writing was perfect, in a standard Abbi-Glines Dual-POV fashion and jumping back and forth from past to present in order to slowly unveil the history Tripp and Bethy shared all those years ago.
And while I totally loved how Tripp and Bethy came together again and how Tripp was so persistent (and the perfect book boyfriend) while chasing Bethy and trying to slowly making her his again, there were just some things that I couldn’t understand.
Why did they separate in the first place? I mean I get that Tripp was pressured by his parents, and that age difference was a deciding factor too, but why did Tripp leave and not utter a single word, text or call in 8 years? Especially after what happened to Bethy, this just makes him a huge heartless coward, and somehow this just doesn’t click with the lovesick fool he was before he left, and the even more in-love and committed guy he is when returning to Rosemary Beach all those years later.
And what about Bethy in the first place? I really had nothing against Bethy when I started reading You Were Mine (some people really couldn’t stand her as they blame her for Jace’s death), but throughout the book, I didn’t understand her actions and beliefs either. Especially the fact that in the end, it turns out that Jace was nothing but a rebound and Tripp-lookalike who eventually became “more”: Bethy loved him, but never as much as she did Tripp. Hmmm. Don’t know if I can relate to this… Actually maybe I can, but I still feel bad for Jace…
And well, once the first part of the book is done (that’s basically when you get the full idea of what happened between the two of them), it’s all about Tripp chasing Bethy, and that’s where the second part gets a tad dull and predictable, but thankfully it is spiced up a bit by some steamy scenes in good old Abbi Glines fashion until the end of the book comes in a little too abruptly…
But in summary, this was by far not my favourite Rosemary Beach novel, probably because of all the controversy, but it doesn’t mean I’ll give up on Abbi Glines. Never!
Bethy actually became a great a character to me. This book helped me understand why she had the attitude and mind set that she did. Had I been her shoes I might have done the same things.
As far as Tripp my love for his character shocked me. Rush will always be number one but Tripp is my runner up. The fact that he was willing to love Bethy from a far when she had jace made me want to cry. He had never let go of the love he had for her. Eight years later and the death of his cousin Jace and he was still just trying to make sure she was taken care of. The fact that a guy like him would have loved Bethy from afar for a lifetime was something that made me cry. This kind of big love is the kind that gives us all hope. We all want that kind of love.
I got worried about the ending in the last few chapters but then Glines' did it again. The perfect ending for a great couple that really deserved their happily ever after. By the end of this book I was crying happy tears.
Abbi completely rushed the ending of the book and it became childish teenager writing...I got an inheritance, I bought apiece of beachfront property to build a hotel on, you will work for me now as what? Manager, decorator? I bought another piece of property lets build a house together...it was That Absurd!!!
Abbi should have given them two novels like all the other super couples so she didn't rush and crank out carp just to fill pages.
The best part of this book is Grant and baby Lila. It really shows how far Grant has come. This book also shows a few really good scenes with rush, Blair, and nate. Even the parts with Woods are settling.
I don't like all the questions left unanswered about Tripps leaving, and staying gone for 6 years. Doesn't make a lot of sense.
ABBI YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE BETTER.
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I have always enjoyed Abbie Glines novels and this one was no different. Bethy has been in all he Rosemary beach series so far but we did not know her fully story. Not till one fateful night did Jace, her boyfriend die saving her life. He put her life before his and lost his own in the process. Through this Bethy grieves for Jace. Jace saved her life in more ways than one. When Tripp left the first time it was Jace who brought life back to Bethy but when Jace passed away it was Tripp who brought life back into her.
Bethy loved both men. When Tripp reappeared at Rosemary beach her heart still was in tune for him even though she was happy with Jace. Tripp has always loved Bethy and when he saw her happy with his cousin he walked away making him a decent man, that would of took strength. Still to the day Jace died he never knew the truth.
I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It is heartbreaking but Bethy heart is again put back together. Its a book of love, loss and friendship. Putting the one you love before yourself. I can not wait till the other books in the series.
If you are questioning if to read this book please do but please read in the order on the website as you need to know a bit of back story on the characters to understand the full story.
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Told in dual narrative with both past and present interactions between Tripp and Bethy providing insight and understanding to their current identities. All the things they have been through – especially the tragedy – have shaped them into the people they are today. However, when an aspect of that identity has been shaped on a misunderstanding can it be altered, can something positive be gained from so many negatives?
Bethy and Tripp are from very different social standing. The clarity of viewing just how trapped Tripp felt as a teen provided a level of understanding to his character that was previously lacking. there is nothing ‘poor little rich boy’ about Tripp. He genuinely had no other options open to him other than to leave.
Bethy was vastly different as a teen than she is today. I adored seeing her as a young, naive optimistic and starstruck girl. It is easy to understand the depth of her issues when you seethe events that shaped her into the broken, pessimistic shell she has become.
Both Tripp and Bethy have been broken by the events following their summer together. The narrative implies a level of soul-mates and destiny. The idea that you only have one epic love in your life. While you maybe able to love other people, it will in no way be to the same level as loving your soul-mate. No matter what happens in your life, your heart can only truly belong to your soul-mate.
As always it was wonderful to catch up with the other characters from the previous books in the series. I cannot wait for the rest of Mase’s story. Love that boy ;)
I love Bethy and was heartbroken for her when Jace drowned. Tripp had intrigued me from the Della's story and he is simply delicious! He's kind and caring and he absolutely adores Bethy who is broken, lost and just moving through life empty! Tripp doesnt give in and keeps trying to remind Bethy that she's not alone! Some of the lines in the book made me cry big time - the conversation with Woods after surfing being one! OMG get me the tissues now!
I simply love Rosemary Beach, I loved Sea Breeze, I loved the Vincent Boys, I have yet to find a book that Abbi has done that disappoints me!
Now I'm sitting crying because Mace is next and it seems ages away :(
Tripp and Bethy's story ripped my heart out and shattered it to pieces.
Abbi took me on a journey of heartbreak, Loss, inner turmoil and realization.
I love how the story unfolds, seriously don't miss out on their journey to healing.
Another amazing story by the wonderful Abbi glines.
I honestly love every book Abbi writes, but there's something about Rosemary beach that has my heart Captive.
I have actually been on Vacation there with my family and the way she describes it, and makes it come alive in my mind, it was everything I imagined when I got there.
You hit another 5 ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ from me.