Deeper by Megan Hart

Twenty years ago she had her whole life spread out before her. She was Bess Walsh, a fresh-scrubbed, middle-class student ready to conquer the design world. And she was taken. Absolutely and completely.

But not by Andy, her well-groomed, intellectual boyfriend who had hinted more than once about a ring. No. During that hot summer as a waitress and living on the beach, she met Nick, the moody, dark-haired, local bad boy. He was, to put it mildly, not someone she could take home to Daddy.

Instead, Nick became her dirty little secret— a fervent sexual accomplice who knew how to ignite an all-consuming obsession she had no idea she carried deep within her.

Bess had always wondered what happened to Nick after that summer, after their promise to meet again. And now, back at the beach house and taking a break from responsibility, from marriage, from life, she discovers his heartbreaking fate—and why he never came back for her. Suddenly Nick's name is on her lips…his hands on her thighs…dark hair and eyes called back from the swirling gray of purgatory's depths.

Dead, alive, or something in between, they can't stop their hunger.

She wouldn't dare.

Deeper is the story of Bess and Nick. It's told alternating between Then and Now. Then being 20 years ago.

In the present time, Bess is back at her grandparents beach house reevaluating her life. She's separating/divorcing her husband and she's thinking about a guy she had a summer fling with, Nick. All of sudden, he appears. Looking as he did 20 years ago. She doesn't know how or why, but she enjoys the hot loving that is going on with him.

Twenty years ago, she was staying at her grandparent's beach house and working. She was having problems with her boyfriend Andy. She would call and he would always be out. Then one day at her friend Missy's party ( I did not like Missy. She was a bitch... ugh.) she spots Nick. And Bess and Nick are attracted and drawn to each other.

Bess is aware of Nick's reputation of being a bad boy. But it doesn't stop Eddie, her co worker who also has a huge crush on her, to warn her Nick isn't good for her. Eddie simply tells her, "He makes you doubt yourself."

Nick and Bess have a pretty steamy affair. Bess has given up on her boyfriend back home. She's happy with Nick but they never say what their relationship is. One day, Andy shows up on Nick's doorstep looking for Bess. A huge fight happens. Nick says/does nothing to show Bess he does care about her or that he wants her with him.

Twenty years later Nick is back in her life. He doesn't have a heartbeat, eat or sleep. Bess has an idea what he is because she's asking someone about spirits and what would make them stay behind.

While she's enjoying her time with Nick, she's also talking to Eddie. Eddie is no longer the shy geeky guy. He's all grown up. They talk about starting a new business together but Eddie wants more. Bess keeps him at bay.

This book doesn't exactly have a HEA. So if you are looking for one in this book or need to see a HEA then this might not be for you. There is resolution between Nick and Bess. It's not like a Knight in Shining Armor though. I was satisfied with how it ended. It was the right ending for this book. Another winner from Meghan Hart.

Also really quick. Joe and Sadie from Broken got married. There is a quick mention of them. Squeee! I love Sadie and Joe.

My one issue. What I don't get, people knew nick 20 years ago. He had an aunt and uncle. Yet when Nick disappeared.. no one looked for him?

Other than that, I enjoyed the story. Ames asked me if it was like Izzy and Denny having ghost sex. Nope. It did not annoy me like that did. Because Nick had a body. Her sons can see him. He was real in a way.

Now spoilers ahead. Highlight to read You have been warned:

You see, Nick drowned. Bess and Nick had this fight cause Andy came to town. Bess wanted to hear from Nick that he wanted her with him. And Nick wouldn't admit it. So Bess returns home (not with andy though). One night, nick calls her. He's drunk and he says how he can be there in 3 hours. so bess waits all night and all day. Nick never shows up. So she figures he didn't mean it.

Well, Nick said he was drunk and he needed to sober up. So he went for a walk thinking the air would clear his head. Then he went to take a quick dip. The undertow got him and he drowned. He said all he could think of was Bess and how he was going to mess things up.

So... what happened to his body? It never washed ashore? No one called the police about his whereabouts. That kind of bugs me.

Loo Loo Loo, I Got Some Apples

Since I had success with Kenny, next up was Butters.



Yeah, not really feeling it all. Meh. I don't really care how he turned out. I think i need to make his eyes smaller or totally remake him. Or something. At least this is for my personal collection cause I would feel bad giving this to someone.

Then while looking for inspiration, I found this version of Butters.



Yeah, hers came out waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay better. Maybe I'll buy those patterns and start over.

No Clever Title

This may be TMI.

A few months ago, my mom suggested I start charting my cycles. Since I never know when I'll have a period, charting may help me determine any reaccuring patterns. That and I can figure out when I'm ovulating.

So I waited and waited to have a period cause that's the first day I learned. What.. it's been a while since sex ed all right! I found two sites and signed up. I figured between the two, I'll have a pretty decent picture of what's going with my body. Finally, I started last month.

Both calendars showed that I would be fertile 4th of July weekend. I planned on my seduction. Except Wednesday afternoon, I got hit with a bad headache that just would not leave. That and I had trouble sleeping. I felt tired but as soon as I went to bed, I was wide awake. The headache and lack of sleep made me grumpy. Needless to say, I was not in the mood and plans of seduction went down the tubes.

Yesterday, I left work early cause I was just exhausted. I called my mom to let her know i was leaving early. Now that Wednesday right before I got my headache, I had lunch with mom. I don't know how but me ovulating came up.

Mom: So... did you take advantage of Joey this weekend?
Me: Mother...
Mom: What??
Me: No! I had a headache. I wasn't exactly in the mood.
Mom: Your dad used to tell me sex was a cure all. Even for headaches.
Long pause.
Me: Um.. ooooo kaaaay.
Mom: What? He did.
Me: Yeah.. never heard of that. Not sure I wanted to hear that from you but thanks.
Mom: You should have just did it. It would have taken your mind off your headache.

And that's when I said bye and hung up. I am grateful that my mom and I can talk about stuff like this but ya know... some things I just don't want to hear.

Kenny

OMG! You killed Kenny! You Bastards. lol.

I took the grim reaper pattern and made Kenny. I'm going to attempt to make the rest of gang. Next up with be either Stan or Butters. Kyle and Cartman may be a tad hard. Kyle cause of his hat and Cartman cause I need to make his body fat.





His eyes were a pain to make. I had to find the perfect size circle to make the eyes fit his face. But I'm happy with how he turned out.

A Drunken Joey

Saturday, we went to Mike and Sophia's for a 4th of July bbq. They have a beer bong that they call the Face Fucker. So everyone was taking a hit. Except me cause I don't like beer. I had to take a shot.

I forget how many beer bongs Joey did. I lost count at 6. I got a few pics of it. Joey soon had a very good buzz. In fact, he was stumbling down the hallway. At one point he walked into the wall. I mean, he just face planted into it. Sophia, my mom and I were just busting up laughing. He just shook it off and stumbled towards the bathroom. After dinner and cake (celebrating Sophia's birthday) we went outside for fireworks.

Joey: Where is my truck?
Me: We didn't take the truck, we took my car. And I moved it out of the way.
Joey: We didn't' take the car, we took the truck.
Me: Joey.. no we didn't.
Dad who overheard the conversation: Where is your truck Joey?
Me: Dad.... stop it!
Dad laughs.

After fireworks, my parents get ready to go. I'm ready to take Joey home. He goes to use the bathroom. I notice he's taking a really long time. I go inside to make sure he didn't lock himself in again. He had gone outside and started on another beer. Sigh...

He finishes and goes to use the bathroom again. I can hear him giggling and some stuff banging around. He opens the door and I try to get him to leave with me. Nope, he's not ready to go. So Sophia tells Joey that we're going to the liquor store to get more beer. Once I return, we're going home. Ok he says.

When I come back, Joey is standing in the front yard looking pissed.

Joey: Where the fuck were you?
Me: I was with Sophia remember? She needed more beer.
Joey: You fucking left me.
Me: No I didn't! I told you we were going to the store. Remember.
Joey: No you didn't.

Sigh.. Then he had to pee. Again. Off he goes. He finishes and opens the door. I tell him we need to leave. Nope, he doesn't move. Instead, he stands attention and says, "ready for your command sir." Shit. I am not in the mood to yell at him like a drill sergeant. And I tell him. He's not moving. I grab his hand and gently tug. He gave me a look like how dare I try and move him.
Sophia is cracking up laughing, so she calls Mike over to help me. He manages to get Joey in my car. The drive home was interesting. Cause Joey would fall asleep and then all of a sudden just sit up and start moving around. Somehow he managed to get my car into neutral. By this time, I'm just praying to God we get home safe and sound.

We get home and we're heading up the stairs. Some really loud fireworks go off. Joey drops down to the ground. He either said, "Duck for cover!" or "Get down men!" I can't remember. I'm just standing there thinking, "Seriously?" I get him back up and we head up the stairs. More fireworks go off. He puts his hand on my head, "Keep you head down! I'll keep watch!"

Finally.. finally we make it up the stairs. I open the door and Joey won't budge. I take his hand and gently pull him inside. He acts like I just yanked him, stumbles insides and fall to the ground. He just lays there. I sigh, go upstairs to put my stuff away and then head back down to help Joey up. Well, before helping him, i did take a picture with my camera and cell phone.

After about 10 minutes, I got Joey upstairs and in bed. He woke up fine the next morning. No hangover what so ever. And of course he denied everything.