Unravel Me
From the NEW YORK TIMES bestselling author of FILTHY BEAUTIFUL LIES – book 1 of 2 in the UNRAVEL ME seriesPsychology student Ashlyn Drake's neat, orderly life takes a turn for the crazy when she finds the perfect subject for her amnesia thesis – a young man without any memory of his previous life, including the murder he's accused of committing. Against all common sense, Ashlyn's drawn to him like a moth to a flame.Perhaps it's that he's so incredibly male: even handcuffed to his hospital bed, he could pass for a cologne ad - Scent de Insanity. Or perhaps it's because she's spent too many lonely nights studying. Either way, she's determined to help him solve the mystery of his past.But when she finally learns his secret, there's no telling which one is the real him, the gentle lover she's fallen for or the troubled man with a dark past…
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Unravel Me
Unravel Me series Book 1
BY KENDALL RYAN
Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd
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First published by Kendall Ryan Books 2014
First published in Great Britain by Harper 2015
Copyright © Kendall Ryan 2014
Cover photograph © Michael Grecco / Gallery Stock
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Source ISBN: 9781496174505
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Contents
I listened as my best friend, Liz, droned on about her latest fling gone wrong and his deplorable behavior. âIâm done with men,â she declared through the phone.
I choked on my latte, nearly spitting the lukewarm liquid on my computer screen. âSure, Liz.â Sheâd yet to understand that taking a guy home from the bar at two in the morning wouldnât result in a real relationship. I wasnât about to waste my breath explaining this to her for the umpteenth time. She was a contradiction in every way. Despite being a graduate student, her social life rivaled one of those girls-gone-wild reality shows.
âIâll just do what you do. Battery operated boyfriends never let you down, right, Ashlyn?â She chuckled.
I roughly swallowed my mouthful of coffee. Nice. It was good to know what she really thought of me. âIâll be sure to buy stock in Energizer then,â I teased her back. If you asked me, Lizâs sexual needs were off the charts. The simple satisfactions of working my way through grad school one crappy lecture at a time and an occasional fling with my vibrator kept me contentâ¦for the most part.
A new email in my inbox caught my attention. It was from Professor Clancy, titled Possible Thesis Topic?
I pulled the phone from my ear, cutting off Lizâs rant to read the professionally worded message, inwardly cringing that Iâd just been discussing vibrators. The sad thing was, Liz was right. It was the only action Iâd had in two years. I just didnât have time for a relationship and casual sex had never interested me. I needed a connection before Iâd get naked and share my body with someone.
âLiz, Iâve got to go. Call you tonight.â I hung up without waiting for her response, but could hear her laughter through the line as I ended the call.
I closed my laptop and dialed Professor Clancyâs office number since he could be counted on to be there practically at all hours. Professor Clancy was a legend on campus and in academic circles, and I was lucky to have him as my adviser. He picked up on the third ring.
âI got an interesting call from Dr. Andrews,â he said. His calls always began this way--no hello, how are you--just straight to the point. âAnd based on a patient heâs seeing, I might have a lead on a test subject for your amnesia thesis.â
Weâd been brainstorming thesis ideas that would also secure me a grant and allow me to work on getting a paper published in behavioral psychology, which was my field of study. Ever since I was a girl, Iâd been fascinated by amnesia. Sometimes I fantasized about what it would be like to have amnesia, to forget all the painful memories from growing up. I realized Professor Clancy was still speaking and I listened as he described the man whoâd been brought in to Northwestern Memorial Hospital several days before without a single memory..
âYouâre a genius, Professor Clancy. Thatâs perfect!â I knew this assignment was meant for me. I could already see it â my name and an amnesia study printed in a medical journal. If that didnât prove that Iâd made something of myself, then nothing ever would.
