From New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott comes REPEAT, a sexy, standalone contemporary romance! REPEAT is now available! Grab your copy today!
From New York Times bestselling author Kylie Scott comes an irresistible new romance.
When a vicious attack leaves 25-year-old Clementine Johns with no memory, she’s forced to start over. Now she has to figure out who she was and why she made the choices she did – which includes leaving the supposed love of her life, tattoo artist Ed Larsen, only a month before.
Ed can hardly believe it when his ex shows up at his tattoo parlor with no memory of their past, asking about the breakup that nearly destroyed him. The last thing he needs is more heartache, but he can’t seem to let her go again. Should they walk away for good, or does their love deserve a repeat performance?
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“A page-turning romantic feast that will have you desperate for more. I was immediately hooked.” —#1 New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken
“Kylie Scott has long been one of my favorite authors, and oh, did she crush it with Repeat! I loved every page. Witty, swoony, sexy romance weaved in a mystery that will have you hooked. This one goes to the top of my 2019 favorite reads.” —A.L. Jackson, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author
“This book. You need this book. Repeat is everything I wanted in a romance. I was not expecting the delicious intensity, the amazing heroine, the delicious hero, and the banter only Kylie Scott can write. This book is pure magic.” —L.J. Shen, USA Today bestselling author
“Kylie Scott’s vivid characters, amazing writing, and a plot to keep you glued to the pages makes Repeat a must read!” —Donna Grant, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author
“Amnesia,” he mutters for about the hundredth time. Usually, ‘fuck’, ‘shit’, or some blasphemy follows that statement. This time, however, there’s nothing. Maybe he’s finally getting used to the idea.
I sit on the opposite side of the booth, inspecting the cocktail menu. It’s as gross and sticky as the table.
“Can I get you guys something else?” asks the waiter with a practiced smile.
“I’ll have a piña colada.”
“You hate coconut,” Ed Larsen informs me, slumped back in his seat.
“Try a margarita.”
“What he said,” I tell the waiter, who presumably thinks we have some kinky dom-sub thing going on.
Ed orders another lite beer, watching me the entire time. I don’t know if his blatant examination is better or worse than my sister’s furtive looks. He’d suggested going back to his place to talk. I declined. I don’t know the guy, and it didn’t feel safe. So instead we came here. The bar is dark and mostly empty, given it’s the middle of the afternoon, but at least it’s public.
“How old are you?” I ask.
In response, he pulls his wallet out of his back pocket and passes me his driver’s license.
“Thank you.” Information is good. More definites. “You’re seven years older than me.”
“How serious were we? Did we stay together for long?”
He licks his lips, turns away. “Don’t you have someone else you can ask about all this? Your sister?”
I just look at him.
He frowns, but then sighs. “We saw each other for about half a year before moving in together. That lasted eight months.”
“If you say so.” His face isn’t happy. But I need to know.
“Did I cheat on you?”
Now the frown comes with a glare.
Despite his don’t-fuck-with-me vibes, it’s hard not to smile. The man is blessed in the DNA department. He’s so pretty. Masculine pretty. I’m not used to being attracted to people, and he’s giving me a heart-beating-harder, tingles-in-the-pants kind of sensation, which is a lot new and a little overwhelming. Makes me want to giggle and flip my hair at him like some vapid idiot.
But I don’t. “It’s just that I’m getting some distinct vibes that somehow I’m the bad guy in all this.”
“No, you didn’t cheat on me,” he growls. “And I didn’t cheat on you either, no matter what you might have thought.”
My brows jump. “Huh. So that’s why we broke up?”
“This is fucked. Actually, it was fucked the first time.” He turns away and finishes the last of his beer. “Jesus.”
I just keep quiet, waiting.
“You have no memories, no feelings about me whatsoever?”
A muscle jumps in his jaw, his hands sitting fisted on the table.
“It’s called traumatic retrograde amnesia,” I say, trying to explain. “What they call my ‘episodic memory’ is gone—all my memories of events and people and history. Personal facts. But I can still make a cup of coffee, read a book, or drive a car. Stuff like that. Things that were done repetitively, you know? Not that I’m allowed to drive at the moment. My car’s sitting outside my sister’s house gathering dust. They said to give it some time before I got behind the wheel again, make sure I’m okay. Also, apparently the part of my brain in charge of inhibitions and social restrictors, et cetera, is a bit messed up, so I don’t always react right, or at least not necessarily how you’d expect me to behave based on previous me.”
I shrug. “It’s as good a label for her as any.”
“She’s you. You’re her.”
“Maybe. But she’s still a complete stranger to me.”
“Christ,” he mutters.
This is awkward. “I’m upsetting you. I’m sorry. But there are things I need to know, and I’m hoping you can help me out with some of them.”
About Kylie Scott:
Kylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013 & 2014, by the Australian Romance Writer’s Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet. You can learn more about Kylie from http://www.kylie-scott.com/
*** ARC kindly provided in exchange for an honest review. ***
How can you call a repeat when the one you loved the most and a heartbreaking broke up later, she lost her memory after being attacked? This was the fresh start for Clementine and Ed, heavy about their past relationship that ended badly. Then she came out of the blue, asking for answers. To find her past self and to recover after this traumatic experience.
I appreciated the unusual story, how two people who were in love might have found a second chance, when the past collided with the present.
Clementine seemed to made some enemies after she left Ed. Assaulted and leaving with no memories of her past, she was trying to find a way to be at peace with herself. Hearing people talking about her old self was pretty odd, and somehow the person she was now was a different version, with no filter, like her personality was a bit at war between these two versions. She wasn’t the best person from all the stories she heard from her family and former friends but she needed to find that confidence and not acting too impulsively.
The one to be totally out of his game was Ed. Hopelessly in love and heartbroken, looking to this woman who held his heart and crushed it without looking back was also a very disturbing experience. Coming back into his life in spite of all the pain she caused. I adored Ed’s character. A caring man, so book boyfriend material, who learned from his past mistakes and really this time trying to act like a partner with Clementine.
Ed and Clementine’s story was a repeat but with a different start charged with a heavy past.
It was like seeing them almost falling in love the first time, without at the same time not really knowing what they were doing. I was afraid about kind of repeat of their past relationship but the approach was kinda interesting.
Somehow in this not so new relationship developing and how they learned to trust the other, I felt like I didn’t really find out who Ed really was and Clementine was almost too pointed out about her past actions, being judged, like people were trapped in the past. I understood the person she was before and she has hurt a lot of people but could you really condemned someone who hasn’t no memories and left traumatized?
Otherwise, I appreciated their witty banter and they had a great chemistry. I’d wished to have more character development but it was still enjoyable, charming but still heartbreaking second chance romance. I loved it!