Title – Sail
Author – M. Mabie
Publication Date – March 29, 2015
Series – Wake, #2
This isn’t just a two-year long one-night stand. It’s my life.
This is my life. Our life. It isn’t just some careless affair.
I’ve made the worst decisions a woman could, but I’ll earn my second chance.
She can try keeping all the guilt for herself, but I’m just as much to blame.
Loving Casey wasn’t my biggest mistake. Fighting it for so long was.
I’ll show her how fearless our love makes me. I’ll protect her torn heart.
He still has magic in his eyes. He’s the man who makes me happy.
Her voice still brings me to my knees. She says my name like it’s sacred.
I live for the day when I’m his. To take care of him. To love him the way he deserves.
I can’t wait to be all she needs. I can give her a happy life, security and so much love.
Sometimes two ships never meet in the night, but ours did.
Sometimes the water is rough. It beats you all to hell until you have no choice but get stronger.
Our love story reads more like a tragedy, but to me it’s clean and pure.
Let them point their fingers. Without a love like ours, they haven’t really lived. I pity them.
I’m a cheating wife and a villain. I am his honeybee.
I’m a snake in the grass and I sleep best when I’m lying next to his wife.
I want to be his everything.
I’m nothing without her anyway.
This isn’t even close to over.
It’ll never be over.
If you’re anything like me, you’ve been awaiting the release of Sail since the moment you finished Bait, before it even had a title. M. Mabie has created two characters that burrow their way into your heart and in a sense force you to root for them, despite how at odds it may have been with your conscience at times. Sail is no exception to this deep-rooted emotion and left me feeling fulfilled in so many ways, yet bereft in a few others.
“The heaven she helped create. The hell she’d put us through. They were one and the same.”
Casey is one of those guys that you want to root for, even if a part of you feels like it’s wrong. You want to see him get the girl, and that feeling only escalated in Sail. He did everything he could, without a second thought, to make sure that his feelings were known and taken seriously. Everything he lacked that Blake desired in Bait, he made up for ten-fold in his actions here. Blake started to make a lot more sense with the decisions she was making and it was something I was incredibly grateful for. I appreciated that she finally took a stand on what she wanted and was taking the proper steps to get there. She’s still that level-headed, focused female. However, especially through her therapy sessions, we see a much lighter side to her personality as well; one that isn’t weighed down by guilt and attempting to please everyone else. My favorite part of the book is seeing how their relationship really blossomed. They became stronger, both as individuals and as a couple, when they learned to trust their instincts rather than their insecurities. There was so much growth in both of these characters; it was almost like someone flipped a switch and they began living up to the potential they each had.
“But maybe good things don’t just come to those who wait. Maybe good things also come to those strong enough to fight when it looked like a losing battle. Those who never gave up.”
My biggest issue with Sail was just in the pacing of the novel. I wanted more of the action in the last quarter to have happened throughout more of the book. I think that Bait had so much angst and that up and down rollercoaster feel that it’s what I was expecting to get. While there was nothing lacking in the content, it just felt somewhat slow at times. That being said, I wouldn’t have traded a single second of this experience. Blake and Casey have a special love that has overcome so many obstacles and the reader can feel it in their hearts. I’m definitely anxious to see where M. Mabie takes these wonderful characters of hers in the final installment of the Wake series.
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Don’t miss the rest of the series:
Bait (Wake #1)
Anchor (Wake #3)
Casey’s Playlist | Blake’s Playlist for Sail
Casey’s Playlist | Blake’s Playlist for Bait
The room was dimly lit with the few lights we’d left on. It was late, and even though I was tired from travel and just life in general, I craved the feel of him.
Our suite was warm, void of chill or worry. In the bedroom, we didn’t bother with a light, knowing where everything was by memory.
He guided me to bed. He let my hair down and brushed it off my shoulders, and then he held me close and pressed his lips to mine. Casey laid us down so softly I barely knew we were moving until I felt the fluffy pillow under my head.
I deepened our kiss and moaned when his body pressed against mine.
“We’re not going to have sex tonight, Blake,” he said breathlessly around my lips. Why? I wanted him so badly. Just like that. Slow and easy.
I tried to evict thoughts of uncertainty from my mind, but they snuck in with his words. His behavior was contradictory. He’d shown me nothing but affection and care since we saw each other in the airport.
Why wouldn’t he make love to me?
Old demons felt the need to speak up.
What if he doesn’t want you after the chase? What if he only likes the thrill?
I felt my body begin to tense for the first time since we’d arrived. The hands that had been wandering across his back stilled. The leg I had started to wrap around his waist slowly began falling to the side.
“Hey, where are you going,” he said, as he kissed my neck and ran a hand through my hair to the nape of my neck.
“I don’t understand,” I contested. “I want you.” He shifted his weight and I felt how hard he was against my inner thigh. He was definitely turned on. So what was his deal? “Don’t you want me, too?”
“Mmmm,” he breathed near my ear. “God, I want you.” His big right hand hitched my leg back around his hip and he palmed my ass, bringing my dress up to my waist in the process and exposing my pale pink underwear. “I’ve wanted you day and night for so long now. I don’t know how to not want you.” He spoke between kisses and rubbed his nose along my clavicle. Then he bit me gently at the crook of my neck. “But there’ve been too many times I’ve let that need for you cloud my focus.”
“No, Blake. Not tonight. Tonight, I’m going to make you come and then I’m going to sleep next to you. I’m going to fall asleep with you in my arms. All those nights I missed out on holding you and feeling you next to me. I stole them from both of us being scared and stubborn.
I have to be better this time. I see all that you’re doing and I’m so damn proud of you, honeybee,” he said calmly. “But I want more than just physical things from you. It isn’t that I don’t want you. Fuck, do I want you. But I need all of you. Not just this.” He moved against my center and I knew I had to change his mind. After hearing those sweet
words, I had to have him and I wasn’t going to fight fair.
“Please, Casey. Fuck me.”
He growled and pressed his forehead to my chest. “You’re evil.” He laughed. I wished he sounded defeated, but mostly he sounded amused. “You’re not making it easy for me to be noble.”
“Don’t be noble then,” I said as I wound my arms around him and
pulled him closer to me.
“If you knew what I was thinking about doing to you, you’d know I wasn’t.” He rolled partially over toward the center of the bed and ran his hand under my dress and up to my breast.
“Then tell me,” I shamelessly suggested.
The tips of his fingers roamed down my stomach and my pulse sped up. His fingers slid under the sheer fabric of my underwear and my breaths came in spurts as I mentally begged him to keep going. I was so wound up.
“Don’t worry. I told you I’d take care of you.”
Mabie lives in Illinois with her husband. She is the author of the steamy comedy Fade In. Her sophomore release, Bait, is the first book in the angst-filled erotic Wake Series. She writes unconventional love stories and tries to embody “real-life romance.”
She cares about politics, but will not discuss them in public. She uses the same fork at every meal, watches Wayne’s World while cleaning, and lets her dog sleep on her head. She has always been a writer. In fact, she was born with a pen in her hand, which almost never happens. Almost.
Mabie usually doesn’t speak in third-person either. She promises.
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Fade in – Romantic Contemporary Romance
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