Loving the White Liar by Kate Stewart
I met my true love when I was twenty-seven. He was handsome, charming, witty, and irresistible. Jayden Monroe came along when I was struggling with indecision and made things simple, turned monochrome into vivid color, and forever altered my perspective on life.
I was not naive enough to believe in happily ever after, but with Jayden, it seemed possible . . . until I realized something wasn’t quite right.
You see, I met a man who would be anyone I needed him to be, and after I found out that fact, I knew it would be impossible to walk away. His disorder, however, would change everything I ever thought about love and what it truly meant to accept someone for who they are.
This is not my sob story; this is his success story
I just love Kate Stewart. This is her third novel and the third novel that I have just fallen in love with. I think the thing that makes her books stand out for me is the reality of the characters. They are flawed and they make mistakes and they don’t always learn for their mistakes. It’s that human error that makes her stories so easy to relate too.
This book takes us on a journey with 27 year old Hilary as she realizes she isn’t getting any younger and it’s time to get her life in order. During this revelation, she meets her new neighbor Jayden and her life immediately starts to come together all at once. It’s quickly apparent that something is a little off with him, but the pull was immediate and the heart wants what it wants. Hillary and Jaygen have anything but a typical relationship. As secrets of his life are unveiled and their relationshp progresses they begin to face many struggles and sometimes you have to ask if love is enough?
I enjoyed the characters. They were passionate, quirky and had their hilarious moments. There were also plenty of emotional and intense moments. Many times in books the only thing keeping the characters apart is their stuipidy. This isn’t the case for Hillary and Jaygen. They have to fight and they have to overcome real obstacles to even figure out if it’s worth fighting for.
I really liked the way the author shined light on a common disorder that noone really puts much thought into. Even as a nurse, I am even guilty of simplifying this disorder and not realizing the devastating effects and strength it takes to live with this. This book was a huge eye opener for me.
Full of laughs, a few tears, and more than one emotionally draining moment, I would definitely recommend this book.
P.S. If you check out my facebook page there is a giveaway for a signed paperback :)
Jayden,” I said in warning.
“Okay.” He let out a long breath. “It’s like a tidal wave that’s impossible to stop. I just get sad and a little scared. It’s not clinical, but it’s rough. I feel like everything’s wrong. Nothing will get better. You know, hopeless.” I nodded as I felt the discomfort he was feeling from telling me. “It doesn’t happen a lot, once or twice a year, and it doesn’t last long. It’s not even really a symptom of ADHD. I don’t know. I guess my racing brain just gets tired and I shut down. It’s all about the chemicals in my brain. You know what ADHD is, right?”
“I’m beginning to think I don’t,” I said honestly. “I started to look it up the other night and then your mom called.”
“My mom called?”
“Yes, we are going to a barbeque Saturday.”
“No shit,” he said, smiling.
Jayden picked up a sponge from the side of the tub and poured some liquid soap on it to suds it up then began rubbing my leg with it. “She’s going to love you, Hilary.”
“Oh yeah, how do you know that?”
“I know her.” He grinned.
Jayden’s sponge drifted over my stomach as he crept closer to me. Still working his sponge, he managed to lift me by my arms, pulling me into his seated lap. I felt his growing hardness as I wrapped my legs around him. His muscled arms firmly around me, he used the sponge on my back as he stared into my eyes. “I missed you.”
“You didn’t have to,” I protested, looking away. I didn’t want to cry again. I didn’t want him to think of me as weak. I wanted him to be able to trust that I could handle it.
“Look at me,” he ordered gently, gripping me tighter as he continued to bathe me. “I wasn’t there.”
I nodded. “I’ll live. I . . . You didn’t tell me about that part.”
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to explain to the person you are falling for that they might not want to reciprocate your affection because you may on occasion have an uncontrollable, explosive temper tantrum? Or that you may pop off with inappropriate comments at any point in time that could alienate them? Oh, and don’t forget the controlling, OCD tendencies with a small, short-lived side of anxiety and depression. Or better yet, how to explain you weren’t listening to something important they were trying to convey because you were too busy figuring out the difference between jelly and jam.”
“Just like that,” I answered, knowing it wasn’t that simple.
Kate Stewart, a native of Dallas, now resides in Charleston, S.C. She moved to the city three weeks after her first visit, dropping her career of 8 years, declaring the city her creative muse. Since her move in 2010, she has published two novels, the third Loving the White Liar set to publish July 2015. She lives with her husband of 8 years, Nick who is featured on the cover of the novel, TITAN. (Set to re-release some time in 2015.)
Her other novels include Room 212 and Never Me which are both available now.
Contact Kate- firstname.lastname@example.org