Saturday, November 8, 2014

Caged In Winter by Brighton Walsh ~ Review

Source:  I received the paperback from the publisher in exchange for a fair and honest review.

In this emotional and sexy New Adult debut from Brighton Walsh, the only thing more frightening than commitment is hope…...

Aspiring chef Cade Maxwell is immediately, viscerally attracted to Winter Jacobson. But it’s not her mouthwatering curves he’s drawn to—it’s the strange emptiness in her eyes. When Cade saves her from a drunken customer with grabby hands, he’s shocked at her response…...

Winter doesn’t need Cade’s help. After a lifetime of getting by on her own, she’s happy to rely on herself. She’s exactly seventy-six days away from graduating college, and if she can hold it together that long, she’ll finally be able to rise above the crappy hand she was dealt.

But now, every time she turns around, Cade is there, ready to push her, smile at her, distract her from her plans. Winter knows she can’t afford to open up—especially to a man she’s terrified to actually want….


I bend my knees so we’re eye level and tug on her hand until she meets my gaze. “I don’t know what we could have. It might be nothing. But I’ll be honest . . . I haven’t felt like this in a long time, and that’s enough for me to know I want to see where it goes. Can’t we just see where it goes?”

With a deep sigh, she says, “I’m not right for you, Cade.”

“How about you worry about if I’m right for you. Let me decide the other.”

And then before she can stop me, before she can utter another word of opposition, I slide my hand up her arm, over her shoulder, until it’s wrapped around her neck. With my other hand, I swipe a piece of hair back with my fingers, and then lean in, brushing my lips against hers. After only a moment, I pull back just enough for her to be able to tell me to stop. When nothing comes, I close the distance between us once again, taking her bottom lip in between mine. I brush my tongue against it, coaxing her mouth open, and she breathes this sexy little gasp as I slip inside. She tastes like cookies and wine, and I want to fucking devour her.

She grips my shirt with both hands, clutching me to her, and I stop holding back and press every inch of my body against hers, groaning as my cock presses fully against her. The moment a whimper comes from her, I know she feels it. And I can’t muster up any embarrassment, because I want her to feel it. Even with all her brass balls and fuck-everything attitude, something tells me she needs reassurance, so I give it to her. In every stroke of my tongue against hers, every brush of my thumb along her jaw, I show her how much I want her.

When her chest is heaving, her lips parted and swollen and so fucking hot, I trail kisses down her neck, seeking out every inch of skin that’s uncovered. Her head thumps back against the wall, one of her hands gone from gripping fistfuls of my shirt. Instead, she’s holding my head to her, and I don’t want to stop. I want to kiss and lick every inch of her, slip my hands under the material of her sweater, unbutton her jeans, and not stop until I feel her soft wetness against my fingertips.

But the knowledge that she’ll regret it if I don’t stop forces me to slow down.

I pull back, loosening my grip on her and putting an inch of space between us. I kiss the corner of her mouth, her cheek, and then her ear. Against it, I whisper, “Don’t say no.”

There’s a beat of silence. Two. Three. And then she says the sweetest word I’ve ever heard.



Wow! Just wow. It's rare to find a book, an author that has me from the beginning to the end; a story that I never want to put down and where the time passes without my notice.  This is one of those books.  And I'm down for anything this author writes.

It was deliciously satisfying.  I never felt that silly roller coaster of "oh here we go again" from these characters.  They were real and the issues weren't contrived.  Both come with a history of loss.  But each has dealt with very differently.  One protects what's his.  One refuses the help of others for fear of it being taken away from her.  Both are determined and driven.  Both love fiercely.  Both fight on.  Both are strong.  I love them both.

I never looked up at the clock and I was grumpy with anyone who dared to interrupt me.  I needed to know they would be okay.  I needed them to be okay.

There's a tease of book two at the end and I just can't wait for Tessa Ever After.  We meet both characters in Caged In Winter.  I'm excited to see how Jason is tamed.

If you love the New Adult genre but are tired of the same old story, then this one should be your next read.  It's everything that makes New Adult incredible.  Don't miss it.


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About the Author...

Brighton Walsh spent nearly a decade as a professional photographer before deciding to take her storytelling in a different direction and reconnect with writing. She lives in the Midwest with her husband and two children.

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  1. I completely agree with you, this book was wonderful and I fell in love with the characters! I am really excited to see what Tessa and Jason get into.

  2. Oh wow! I love it when a book grabs you like that! You know you are loving it when interruptions annoy you! I think I would love Cade and Winter. Fab review girl!!

    Naomi @ Nomi’s Paranormal Palace

  3. I have this, now you have me wanting to hurry up and read it. Great review.