Let me start by saying this is my second attempt to write this review. The first time my cat touched the mouse and it disappeared right before I was going to submit. Even he recognized the crap that is this book. 
 Let's try this again. 
 I had high hopes for this book. I finished reading The Vincent Boys feeling happy and giggly. It was precisely what I wanted to read! I knew going in it wouldn't change my life, but I wanted something charming and sweet. It lived up to that expectation. I hoped this book would be much of the same. 
 I was very wrong. 
 Fallen Too Far centers around Blaire, a girl leaving behind her hometown after her mother dies to live with her father. Having left them five years prior to start a new family, she doesn't have much hope for their relationship. Without any other option, though, she gets out of her truck to his new house and new life. What she ends up walking to is the greatest human creation since Adam. 
 Rush. 
 Barf. 
 I instantly had this image of Gaston when I read about this sex-crazed God of a man. He was vapid, shallow, and a straight-up douchebag. Why wouldn't every girl just love him?! 
 Anyway, she decides she will work hard to get out of his house. She will get a job, an apartment, and be out within a week, because that's so possible at nineteen. She will not focus on how attractive he is (since that's a person's first thought when meeting their new step-brother). She inevitably does get a rather high paying job and the ability to move out quickly (such bullshit), but he begs her to stay. 
 Since they have developed such a deep connection. 
 Rage! 
 They developed nothing! There was no character development in this entire book, let alone anything towards their relationship. Rush's character switches on a dime, going from boning a different girl every night to suddenly only wanting her, all without having a conversation with her. They do NOT talk at all. He doesn't learn anything about her - her middle name, her date of birth, her favorite effing color - yet drops his playboy ways to be with her. She eats it all up because, well, her character is an idiot. 
 This book is merely about two people meeting and having sex. There is lots of sex. A lot. All the time. It's all they want. She was a virgin before him, but good news for her! He's a kind and gentle lover with a magical penis that allows her first time to be painless and lead to multiple orgasms. That happens. Yup. 
 My favorite line came when he decided he needed to be closer to her: 
 "'No condom tonight. I'll pull out. I just need to feel all of you.'" 
 Congratulations! You're going to be parents! (Any guy of 24 should know this so I'm guessing that's what the next book will be about.) 
 The story ends with her overhearing Rush's HUGE secret that isn't even that huge of a secret. Not only is it predictable, but also it's not something that she should be freaking out over at her age. Parents make mistakes. Anything parents do before you're born does not have to necessarily define you. Your parents can have secrets of their own yet Blaire makes her folks mistakes her problem. She throws a tantrum like a toddler and runs off, proving that her maturity level isn't as high as she thinks. 
 Oh and then she pulls a gun on someone. 
 Glines wanted to make everything about her character southern. The cliches were to the max, from the talk of honky-tonks to her pickup truck to the innocent girl next-door persona, but this one put me over the edge. I have lived in the south, my whole family is from the south, but never have any of us ever pulled a gun on someone. This felt like such a stupid character trait that I hated Blaire over it. 
 The only character worthy of attention was Grant and we only read of him for about a page! 
 So disappointed. I should have listened to the reviews that said this sucked, but morbid curiosity got the best of me. Dammit.