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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Hoover, Colleen
  • Author:  Hoover, Colleen
  • ISBN-10:  1476791457
  • ISBN-10:  1476791457
  • ISBN-13:  9781476791456
  • ISBN-13:  9781476791456
  • Publisher:  Atria Books
  • Publisher:  Atria Books
  • Pages:  320
  • Pages:  320
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2015
  • Pub Date:  01-Mar-2015
  • SKU:  1476791457-11-MING
  • SKU:  1476791457-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100058576
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Winner of the 2015 Goodreads Choice Award for Best Romance

From #1New York Timesbestselling author Colleen Hoover, a new novel about risking everything for love—and finding your heart somewhere between the truth and lies.

At age twenty-one, Auburn Reed has already lost everything important to her. In her fight to rebuild her shattered life, she has her goals in sight and there is no room for mistakes. But when she walks into a Dallas art studio in search of a job, she doesn’t expect to find a deep attraction to the enigmatic artist who works there, Owen Gentry.

For once, Auburn takes a chance and puts her heart in control, only to discover that Owen is keeping a major secret from coming out. The magnitude of his past threatens to destroy everything important to Auburn, and the only way to get her life back on track is to cut Owen out of it.

To save their relationship, all Owen needs to do is confess. But in this case, the confession could be much more destructive than the actual sin.Confess

CHAPTER ONE

Auburn


I squirm in my chair as soon as he tells me his hourly rate. There’s no way I can afford this with my income.

“Do you work on a sliding-scale basis?” I ask him.

The wrinkles around his mouth become more prominent as he attempts to keep from frowning. He folds his arms over the mahogany desk and clasps his hands together, pressing the pads of his thumbs against one other.

“Auburn, what you’re asking me to do is going to cost money.”

No shit.

He leans back in his chair, pulling his hands to his chest and resting them on his stomach. “Lawyers are like weddings. You get what you pay for.”

I fail to tell him what a horrible analogy that is. Instead, I glance down at the business card in my hand. He came highly recolÓ
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