Jeremiah is the first book I’ve read by Jayce Ellis. Based on her Goodreads and Amazon profile, she’s a fairly new author.

Jeremiah was a different sort of book for me and I liked it a lot. I’ve somewhat recently found that I enjoy books that challenge me in one way or another. A lot of the language in Jeremiah wasn’t familiar to me. That could be due to my age and the fact that I’m an over 60 years old, white female. In any case, I found some of the language used in the story challenged me – in a good way.

The romance between Jeremiah, a paramedic, and Collin, a legal secretary, was very compelling. The writer’s style of writing was easy to follow, even when I was unfamiliar with some of the language/terms used in the story. Here’s where I would usually say that the blurb can explain the story better than I can, but in this case, I think the blurb is actually weak and doesn’t do the story justice.

Jeremiah’s large family and Collin’s friends provide an interesting cast of secondary characters and create a lot of complex situations that kept the story interesting. Both of them are having trying times with their jobs, family and friends.

Jeremiah and Collin both have a lot going on in their personal lives and it greatly impacts their relationship. For some reason, I can’t really put into words how much better this book is than the blurb would lead you to believe. If you find the blurb at all intriguing (as I did) then don’t hesitate to pick this book up and read it. It really is so much better than the blurb.

I read Jeremiah in one day with only a short break to fulfill a prior obligation; I didn’t want to put it down and I’m looking forward to reading the next book in this series.

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“Jeremiah, can I talk to you?”He didn’t break stride, not even for a beat. I quickened my step to catch up before stopping a few feet away.

“Jeremiah, please.”

He paused, like he was considering it, and took another step. Then he turned, his jaw so tight I could see the muscle twitch, his shoulders squared off, fingers flexing at his side. Not anger. More like tightly held control. And why was I persisting? To prove I wasn’t the scaredy-cat I’d been the first time?

“What is it?” His voice held none of the warmth from last week, none of the kindness he’d given Ryan.

I gulped. “I just—thank you for helping my friend.”

“It’s my job.”

“Tonight, maybe, but not this weekend it wasn’t.”

He lifted his shoulder, like it wasn’t a big deal. Like anyone would have done the same. They wouldn’t, and I knew it. And he knew it.

I took another step. “I’m sorry for blowing you off before.”

“Why?”

That stopped me. The single-word question rolled off his lips so easily. Why. Why was I sorry? Because I’d been immediately attracted to him, or because I thought, for a split second before I screwed it up, that he might reciprocate it, and the idea scared me shitless?

Some of the above? All of the above? Another reason entirely?

He kept talking. “Look, don’t trip. It’s late, your boy’s going to be here for a minute, and I’ve got to go.”

But he didn’t move. So I took another step. He looked up, away from me for the first time, scanning the parking lot before resettling his attention. I closed the gap between us, until we were at the cusp of personal boundaries.

“I want to thank you,” I said. And holy hell, what the fuck was I doing?

Jeremiah’s brow shot up. “What does that mean?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Coffee, dinner, or…” I didn’t know how to finish that. The hell you say. You know exactly how to finish that.

Jeremiah took me in, surveyed the lot again before he finally took a step, eviscerating the space between us in one move. “Or what?”

I jutted my chin up and stared him in the eye. “Whatever you want.” Blood pulsed through my veins. Jesus hell, what was I doing?

He smiled, a slow, boxers-dropping smile, and I swallowed a moan that threatened to burst free. “You offering to thank me with sex, baby?”

I gulped. “I mean, if that’s what you want.” My voice sounded breathy, like it belonged to someone else. Someone stronger, someone unashamed to admit what he wanted.

Jeremiah straightened and looked behind him, and I remembered he wasn’t alone. His partner was around here somewhere, but for the life of me I couldn’t see the ambulance. I didn’t know if that would stop me if he wanted me. I didn’t know if anything would stop me if he wanted me.

Jeremiah turned back, then trailed a long finger against my jawline, bringing me imperceptibly closer to him. I leaned into his touch, knowing already that it wouldn’t be enough. Nothing but everything would be enough. Heat radiated from him and I was desperate for more.

“Goddamn, you’re beautiful,” he whispered in my ear, his breath ghosting across my skin. I felt him even after he pulled away.

“Th-thank you.” Still breathy, but with a pounding heart and a painfully hard cock to match.

His lips wisped across my ear. “But maybes and if yous aren’t yeses, and that’s the only sex I get down with. Besides,” he said, pulling away and walking backward to the alley next to the side of the entrance, “I don’t know your name and I’m sure your mans is waiting for you.”

He turned away, and my false bravado collapsed with it. I watched his back, the uncaring way he moved proving what shot I’d had was gone.

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