This time, I’ll come with you wherever you want to go.
I’ll stay where you want to stay.
I am at your service from this point on.
All my love,
From the moment I read the synopsis to White Knight, I knew this was definitely a book I was going to enjoy; rich girl, poor boy, two different people coming from completely different worlds. Two people torn apart by pride and their differing social standings; a poor boy who needs to leave and make something of his life, something he can be proud of. Will these two people get a second chance at love and will they overcome the obstacles life throws their way? I knew one thing for sure, that I had to read each and every page to find out. C D Reiss has written an addictive second chance love story in the same world as King of Code, but can be read as a complete standalone.
Catherine Barrington (is from the prestigious Barrington family who essentially own the town) and Chris Cartwright first fell in love when they were teenagers even though they came from two different worlds. They had an intense attraction, a longing, a desire and a love for each other that transcended their social status. Despite their differences they really saw each other for who they were deep down in their soul.
Chris decided to take off to New York to try and make something of his life and earn the kind of living he had always envisioned. To say he was a little money obsessed would be an understatement. Even though he was miles away from his love, Catherine, she was never out of his heart or his mind.
The road to wealth and privilege was not always easy for Chris, but he sure did accomplish what he had set out to achieve. Due to certain circumstances Chris returns to the town of Barrington after many years and also to Catherine. Would they rekindle their burning flame and pick up where they left off?
How the mighty have fallen! Catherine is no longer the rich girl Chris remembers. She has now been resorted to selling her family possessions in order to make money. One thing Catherine knows for sure is her love for Chris has never wavered.
White Knight is set in both the past and present, so it gives us readers an insight into all aspects of both Chris and Catherine. I’m not always a fan of books jumping from past to present and back again, as it can get confusing and I find that I struggle to connect with the story and characters, but I felt it really worked well and CD Reiss did a stellar job keeping the story flowing throughout.
I loved Chris and Catherine in both past and present, the more I read the more I wanted to know and I was fully invested in their journey back to each other. If you are a fan of second chance love stories that will give you serious feels then I urge you to one click this one. Definitely my favorite CD Reiss book to date.
Oh to be young and in love. Sneaking around and finding time with the one you love. BUT to be caught during your first time and ripped away from the only person you feel connected to, not just your best friend, but your everything. It’s shattering. He leaves with a promise to come back for you….. yeah 13 years later…….
13 years built upon lies, twisted with nightmares, and sadly when he reappears, truths are revealed that just simply piss me off. Not the writing, no, just the story…
Okay, just wait….. I did enjoy reading about Catherine and Christopher. I loved that they got a second chance at that once in a lifetime love. I love the life that they could and will build. And I love that they overcame their fears and didn’t give up on that instant chemistry that these two share
Christopher runs off to New York City to build a dream, build a future to where he is worthy of his childhood love. His love of a girl that he wants his forever with. After 3 years of unanswered letters, he finally moves on. Right?? We are given flashbacks of present to past in the first half of this book. It’s beautifully done, shows the relationship in the beginning, the struggles afterwards, and what becomes of each of the characters. When the two characters finally reconnect, they do so gracefully. I wished for some more groveling, some more answers to the in between we didn’t get, and just more….
Catherine is a heroine that is all about giving and pleasing others. She doesn’t do much for herself, she would rather give to others than receive. She has taken care of everyone else around her, when will she take care of herself?? Is it when the love of her life returns or will it take more than that to finally live her life?
I enjoyed the ending and the way the book wrapped up. This was a low angst read for me, it was a second chance at love and it was about finding and rediscovering your lifetime love ❤
Leaning on the bleachers, Chris cracked peanuts between his teeth and spit the shells. I hadn’t seen him in days and it seemed like years. Every time I saw the kick of his hips and the way his lips stretched across his teeth when he smiled, it seemed like the first time.
I watched him.
He watched me.
School started the next day. We’d go back into our different worlds. Would we meet again? Would we see each other at all? We’d grappled with the question by avoiding it.
A waft of smoke from the grills came between us.
We were alone. Surrounded by people, we were alone.
He pitched his peanut bag in the trash and washed it back with a bottle of off-brand cola. When he finished, he sucked in his bottom lip to catch an errant drop.
He tossed the bottle up. It spun in the air, and with a tap of his knuckle on its way down, he sent it into the trash.
I stepped toward him, and he stepped back. Not away. He stepped back toward something, flicking his finger that I should follow.
Easiest decision I’d ever made. It was barely even a decision.
I glanced around for Mom and Dad. They were in the gazebo with Badger, the new mayor, and his staff. Harper and the kids played with the puppies while Johnny and his wife watched. Lance jaunted around the perimeter, peeing on poles whenever he could, nipping back any sibling who got too big for their britches, ever the alpha.
I tilted directions slightly toward the bathrooms, then once past the bleachers, I saw Chris peeking from an alley between the hardware store and the library. I picked up my skirt and ran toward him, cutting the corner so hard I lost my balance. Out of nowhere, his hand was on my arm, keeping me from falling over.
Finger to lips, he led me to a black iron door. He clinked through his keys and opened it, stepping out of the way so I could pass through. We were in an office.
He closed the door with a loud clap, leaving the window as the only light.
I barely got out the S before his lips kissed his name away. He put his hands on my jaw, keeping it still so he could invade my mouth. It felt good to give it to him. My body lost all its strength, held up only by the electrical currents between us.
“Catherine,” he said in a breath, keeping his lips an inch from my face as he spoke.
“Where are we?”
“Back of the hardware store. I open on Thursdays.”
“What are we going to do? I’m scared.”
“Of not seeing you anymore.”
“I’ll find you.”
I clutched his shirt as if I’d be swept away without him. “I don’t fit in anywhere. Harper is so smart she tolerates me. The only time I feel right, like I’m part of something, like I belong, is when I’m with you.”
“One more year. Then you can go to college and I’ll come after. We’ll be so far away, we’ll forget our names. When people ask where we’re from, we won’t even know.”
“I don’t know if we’ll make it a year. I feel like they see us. Even now.”
I must have been shaking, because he put his arms around me so tightly it hurt. I loved the pain of his attention. It was the pain of safety, of care, of being broken just enough for release.
“Harder,” I said into his shoulder.
He squeezed me so tightly I could just barely breathe, and the tension rolled off me like water.
He let his arms go slack enough to look me in the face. “We’ll make it. Then I’ll follow you anywhere. I’ll be your puppy dog.”
“Oh, Chris, don’t be silly.”
“Don’t deny me. I’m yours.” He said the last word with a gusto I’d never associated with myself. As if life was something to grab with both hands and free like a bird that could carry us into the sky.
Together, we were freedom.
The bird launched from my chest and flew to my lips when we kissed again. Not a kiss of relief this time, but a kiss of passion. Ours was a kiss that began a string of thoughtless acts.
His hands slid down my body, grazing my breasts, landing at my waist. I felt the hardness under his jeans. I should have been scared, or freaked out, or ashamed, but I wasn’t. I was free.
He broke the kiss and stroked my bottom lip with his thumb. “Should we go back?”
“No.” I took his wrist and put his hand on the triangle below my belly.
He gasped and his lashes fluttered. Seeing that he liked it sent my body to the edge of common sense. This was crazy and I didn’t care. Being the good girl hurt, and this felt good.
“My parents have to stay at the barbecue,” I said. “That’s their job.”
He hesitated. Swallowed hard. Pinched a bit of my skirt fabric.
About the Author
CD Reiss is a USA Today and Amazon bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up, she’s at the well, hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere, but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.
Critics have dubbed the books “poetic,” “literary,” and “hauntingly atmospheric,” which is flattering enough for her to put it in a bio, but embarrassing enough for her not to tell her husband, or he might think she’s some sort of braggart who’s too good to chop a cord of wood.
If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.