Author: Brooke Page
Release Date: September 30, 2013
Genre: New Adult
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Recent graduate Becca Stine’s all to perfect and predictable life went spiraling out of control when her supposed childhood friend committed the ultimate betrayal. Following college, Becca attempts to bury the pain by retreating into a dangerous lifestyle with her best friend, Jamie Rae. She decides it’s time to grow up after being irresponsible, broken, and out of control. To Becca’s horror, her only option is to return to her hometown of Grand Rapids. Worried she will forever live in the shadow of her prominent family’s notability, Becca decides moving is her only opportunity to get her feet back on the ground. With her best friend in tow, Becca reluctantly heads home to attempt to live her ideal life.
Little does Becca know the owner of the architecture firm she lands a job with has an intriguingly mysterious son. Tyler Conklin is infatuated with Becca, yet is apprehensive about a public relationship because of his hidden baggage. Not wanting anyone to know about his slight obsession with her, their potential relationship must be kept a secret. Will Becca put up with Tyler’s untold story for long? Will she tolerate being his secret?
With all the quality books currently in existence, I have become very picky in what I choose to read. There are just too many phenomenal stories to waste my time on something mediocre. A book has to grab me almost instantaneously, and if it doesn’t, I soon find myself just not caring any longer. Conklin’s Blueprints, written by debut author Brooke Page, hooked me from page one! So much so that I literally wanted to jump into the story and physically harm the characters. Yes, I wanted to cause fictional characters to bodily injury. I know it is irrational, but once you read this book, you will easily understand my sentiments. Now keep in mind, this all occurs within the first few pages, and it set the tone for the remainder of the book.
I can honestly say that I have never loved and hated a character as much as I did with Becca Stine. Okay, hate is strong word. Becca drove be absolutely crazy! This was a woman with absolutely NO self-confidence, self-esteem practically nonexistent, and was basically a doormat to everyone in her life. Not that she didn’t have these things without very good reason, but come on woman. Stand up for yourself and take a long hard look in the mirror. You are perfect just the way you are. Anyone who thinks otherwise does not deserve to have a place in your life. I connected so strongly with this character because I have people like that in my life. I just wanted to yell at her, hug her, and assure her that she didn’t have to live up to anyone’s standards or expectations. That being said, for all those misgivings, Becca was also a very strong character. Extremely smart, knowledgeable in her area of expertise, the most loyal friend you would ever have, and knew what she wanted to do with the rest of her life. Becca’s doubts in herself simply broke my heart, tore it to shreds. Her body issues are ones that many readers will sympathize with. We all go through this at some point in our lives, and some never stop.
Tyler was the kind of character that you wanted to root for. Quiet yet determined, aching for just the simplest of human contact, in some ways the perfect gentleman. Just like with Becca, my heart hurt for him. Here was a man who never really had a stable relationship in his life, not even from family members, yet he still believed in love. When he finally started to let Becca into his heart it was as if fireworks were going off. The chemistry between these two will rival any other fictional couple I can think of. Every scene in which they are together literally jumps off the pages your heart, and yes, sometimes a little further south than that. The well written words of this author made living in their world extremely easy.
I will end this review with saying one thing; just wait until you get to chapter twenty-five! This was the best part of the book for me, hands down. Becca and Tyler’s story does not end with this book, but there is no cliffhanger. I cannot wait to continue on their journey in the next book. 5 star read from me!
“Let me call a cab quick,” Tyler said, reaching for his pocket.
I gently touched his arm and said, “It’s not too cold, let’s walk. My place isn’t that far away.”
He looked me up and down and raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure? I don’t want to have to carry you half way,” he teased.
“Ha ha ha, I will be fine, and…I’m not wearing heels,” I snickered, lifting my foot and wiggling my toes as though if could see them.
He tried to hide his amusement. “Okay, if you say so.”
We slowly walked downtown amongst the young crowds of clubbers. I snaked my arm threw his and leaned my head on his shoulder as we walked. He flinched at first, but then relaxed into me.
We stopped in the park along the railing, just as we had the first night we went to the coffee shop. I leaned into him, hoping he would wrap his arms around me. I felt so comfortable and confident with alcohol running through me. He shook his head and chuckled. Sliding his fingers up and down my arms he said, “You’re funny when you are drunk.”
I pulled my head back and looked up at him. “I am so not drunk yet,” I said seriously at first then let out a little giggle. He smiled down at me, our faces nearly inches from each other’s. His expression became serious, and his hands slowed running up and down my arms, stopping on my forearms. I never wanted someone to kiss me so badly. I leaned up and closed my eyes, hoping he would get the picture. I felt his nose touch mine then his mouth was on mine. My lips were no longer tingling from the alcohol but tingling from the sensation of his lips working against mine. I allowed his tongue access to my mouth as a slow low groan escaped him. It was like he flicked a switch inside of me with his tongue. I brought my arms up to his head and ran my fingers through his hair. Our bodies flushed together, I noticed his arms were still at his sides. Why wasn’t he touching me?
He slowed down the kiss and gently pulled away, keeping his forehead on mine. I was still breathing heavy.
“I need to get you home,” his voice was raspy, with ulterior meaning. I slowly opened my eyes and turned to start walking. He took my hand and squeezed it, causing me to pick up my pace. He wanted to be alone with me just as badly. I could feel it in his kiss.