Hello, and thank you for stopping by on our Inkslinger tour stop for TRUST by Kylie Scott. I have been a big fan of Kylie’s books since I read her Stage Dive series and I when I found out that she was writing a new YA novel I could not get to it fast enough.
TRUST by Kylie Scott is gritty, raw and achingly real with the right amount of romance to give you all the feels. Unlike anything I have read before, Kylie Scott explores the places that someone can go to when faced with a life or death situation.
TRUST begins quite innocently with two teens going to the corner store to get snacks for the night in but it all changes within minutes. Edie had no idea that the minor task of getting provisions for the night in with her BFF would quickly spiral out of control into a nightmare of blood and death, but that is exactly what happens when Edie becomes a victim of a robbery gone horribly wrong. She is held hostage but it saved by a mysterious stranger that she cannot stop thinking about.
Having faced death Edie begins to question everything and is unwilling to be a quiet bystander in her life anymore especially when the school bully decides to make her a target. Edie refuses to back down and it becomes quickly apparent that this school, these classmates and this path is not what she wants anymore. She then enrolls in a public school where she sees her savior, John. The old Edie would have avoided him but not anymore and as they cross paths they know that their shared trauma is something that no one else can understand and so a friendship is formed. Their relationship is the talk of the school because John was the resident bad boy that has recently done a complete 360 while Edie, the new girl seems hell bent on changing her complacent life into something else altogether.
When I began reading TRUST I was not sure what to expect for because I knew that Kylie could master a romantic comedy quite well but could she bring on the depth of emotions that would come when tackling two people that were changed by a life altering event. I am most happy to say Yes!! Yes!! and Yes!! Kylie Scott didn’t hold anything back so when you read about Edie and John you know and understand them. Their struggles, their pain, and their separate journeys that somehow bring them together and make them a couple.
If you are looking for a story that is a bit grittier while being refreshingly real then TRUST is the book for you. It will make you look at what makes one tick and how a traumatic experience can change you and how you need someone to trust to bring you back and keep you sane.
Release Date: July 18, 2017
Being young is all about the experiences: the first time you skip school, the first time you fall in love…the first time someone holds a gun to your head.
After being held hostage during a robbery at the local convenience store, seventeen year old Edie finds her attitude about life shattered. Unwilling to put up with the snobbery and bullying at her private school, she enrolls at the local public high school, crossing paths with John. The boy who risked his life to save hers.
While Edie’s beginning to run wild, however, John’s just starting to settle down. After years of partying and dealing drugs with his older brother, he’s going straight—getting to class on time, and thinking about the future.
An unlikely bond grows between the two as John keeps Edie out of trouble and helps her broaden her horizons. But when he helps her out with another first—losing her virginity—their friendship gets complicated.
Meanwhile, Edie and John are pulled back into the dangerous world they narrowly escaped. They were lucky to survive the first time, but this time they have more to lose—each other.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
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/
“You were going to give it up to Duncan Dickerson?” he sneered. “Are you serious?”
I halted, staring at him. This was not good. “How do you know about that?”
“Anders overheard you and Hang talking.”
“Bastard.”
“Well?” he demanded, acting all authoritarian. Idiot.
“To be fair, I didn’t know his last name was Dickerson,” I said. “That’s unfortunate. Though, I wasn’t actually planning on marrying him, so . . .”
“Not funny.”
I shrugged.
“You barely know the guy.”
“Um, yeah. None of your concern. We’re not talking about this.” How mortifying! My face burned bright. People should just gather around and cook s’mores. “I appreciate that we’re friends. You mean a lot to me. But this is going to have to fall under definitely none of your damn business, so go away please.”
“We’re talking about it.” He advanced a step.
“No we are not.” And I retreated.
“You were going to let a complete stranger touch you.” Advance.
Retreat. “People do it all the time. You do it all the time.”
“But you don’t,” he said, taking the final step, backing me up against the side of his car and getting all in my face. “Edie, this is your first time we’re talking about. Isn’t it?”
“Yes, and it’s going to be messy and painful and probably horribly embarrassing and I just want it over and done with.” I tried to meet his eyes but failed, settling for a spot on his right shoulder. “You’re not a girl; you wouldn’t understand. Also, last time I checked, you’re not the gatekeeper of my hymen, John Cole. So back the fuck off.”
He said nothing.
Deep, calming breaths. “Look, someday I’ll meet someone I really like and we’ll have a deep and meaningful relationship and go at it like bunnies. But I don’t want to be the dumb virgin in that scenario.”
He slowly shook his head.
“Also, I do not want to die a virgin.”
“What? What the hell are you talking about?”
“Hey, you and I both know death can occur at any time.”
“This is crazy.”
“I’m seeing a therapist!” I told his shoulder. “I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m a little bit messed up these days. It’s hard for me to trust people. That’s not going to change anytime soon.”
He screwed up his face at me. “Wha—”
“I’m just trying to be practical.”
“Well, you’re being ridiculous. None of this makes sense.”
“It does to me.”
Again, he said nothing.
In fact, he said nothing for so long that I finally looked him in the eye. The anger had left him, replaced by an emotion I didn’t recognize. Worst of all, he still smelled like summer. A little sweat and the open night air, everything I loved. Liked. I meant liked.
“What?” I said, finally.
He let loose a breath. “I’ll do it.”
