Author: Noelle Adams
Genre: Adult/New Adult Contemporary Romance
Blog Tour hosted by: Love Between the Sheets
It was just a normal Tuesday afternoon. I was twenty-three and thinking about my new designer boots. They kidnapped me for ransom. They raped me before I was rescued. My therapist says that talking about it means I'm starting to heal.
I don't really think I am.
It's even harder to talk about Gideon. He couldn’t save me when it really mattered, so he keeps trying to save me now. He refuses to give up on me, and I can’t make him understand. There are some things you just can’t be saved from.
Warning: Salvation is a love story that follows a difficult path of healing after sexual assault. It is a true contemporary romance, but it addresses very hard issues, including rape and attempted suicide. Please consider whether this book is for you.
My teeth were still chattering, though. I couldn’t seem to stop.
“Do you want some more tea?” he asked, taking the empty mug out of my trembling hands.
I shook my head.
“Do you want another blanket?” His eyes were searching my face urgently, and I knew he was worried.
There was nothing I could do about that now, though. I just shook my head again.
“What can I do for you, Diana?” he asked, starting to reach over toward me but then stopping himself.
I couldn’t do anything except shake my head. I needed something, but I wasn’t sure anything could help.
We sat for a minute without speaking, the silence broken only by the chattering of my teeth.
Finally, his mouth twisted, and he said, “I don’t know what else to do.”
And for some reason, for no good reason, that made me think of something he could do. “Can you—” I broke off the question because I didn’t want to ask it. I didn’t want to want it.
“Can I what?” He leaned over toward me, his eyes aching as much as my body. “Please tell me what you need, Diana. Anything in my power, I’ll do.”
I almost couldn’t say it. It took all the strength of my will to make my voice force out the halting words. “Can you…can you hold me?”
He made a sound in his throat—something akin to a groan—and reached out for me immediately. It was a little awkward at first, because I was wrapped in the blanket and we weren’t in a good position on the couch. But he eventually moved me into his lap, my legs draped over his thighs, so he could pull me against his chest and wrap both arms around me.
I shook and burrowed against him. “Tighter,” I mumbled, hiding my face in his t-shirt. He felt warm and hard and strong, and I wasn’t any of those things.
His arms tightened around me, and it felt even better. Stronger. Like I might be able to lose myself in him. “Tighter,” I said again.
His face seemed to be in my hair, although I couldn’t sort through those kinds of logistics. But I heard him say thickly, “If I hold you any tighter, I’ll hurt you. And there’s no way in hell I’m going to do that.”
Noelle handwrote her first romance novel in a spiral-bound notebook when she was twelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. She has lived in eight different states and currently resides in Virginia, where she teaches English, reads any book she can get her hands on, and offers tribute to a very spoiled cocker spaniel.
She loves travel, art, history, and ice cream. After spending far too many years of her life in graduate school, she has decided to reorient her priorities and focus on writing contemporary romances.
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