When I listened to Save Me I didn’t know that it was Beck Grey’s debut novel; when I found out I was even more impressed with the story. The book grabbed me from the start and didn’t let go. I enjoyed the slow-burn aspect as well as the forced proximity. I could feel the connection between Jamie and Ashley and I loved the epilogue.

The audiobook was a pleasure to listen to; I enjoyed Jon Curtis’ voice and the way he put emotions into the story. I checked my library and couldn’t find any other audiobooks by him but I swear I know his voice so perhaps he performs under another name, too. In any case, I would love to listen to more books that he narrates.

I’ll be watching for more books from this author and more audiobooks from this narrator.

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“Do you cook?” The question jolts me out of my reverie, and while my mind catches up to the conversation I watch as he adds a pinch of this and a dash of that to the pan, never measuring anything. He must make this frequently, because that’s pretty impressive, at least to me. I snort indelicately, and that makes Jamie turn, finally giving me his full attention. My brain stutters to a halt, utterly wrecked, as I am hit with the power of a Jamie MacDougall grin. “I’ll take that as a no. Do you want to try?” I blame him for what happens next.

Without thinking I find myself right next to him, eagerly nodding. “I’m afraid I haven’t the first clue how to make anything that doesn’t involve the microwave, the contents of a can, or a telephone. You’ve been warned.” He laughs and I stare, dumbfounded. We’ve been together almost every day for months and I have never heard a full-blown laugh from him. Sure, he’s made a few amused sounds, and once even chuckled. I thought that was a miracle! Now I’m desperately trying to think of ways to make him laugh again, because it’s the best sound in the entire world.

“All right, why don’t I show you how to chop the garlic. That’s fairly straightforward.” I hesitantly set my tea on the counter. What am I doing? Jamie hands me the knife, hilt first, like I know what to do with it, and motions for me to step in front of the cutting board. “It’s not going to bite you, Ashley.”

I swallow hard and look him in the eyes. “You don’t know that. You’ve never seen me in the kitchen.” I take the knife from him and hold it in a vice-like grip while I stare at the clove of garlic, glaring it into submission.