The day has finally arrived. Respect is here. For anyone who’s read Jay Crownover’s books from the Point, you know that Booker and Karsen’s story has been a long time coming.

For every beginning there is an end, and as excited as we all were a little more than four years ago when Bax and Dovie introduced us to this dark, twisted world, eventually all good things must come to an end. So here we are, the final book, and it’s a fan favorite couple we’ve all been eager to see find their way to happy ever after.

I hope you all enjoy every twist and turn that Booker and Karsen take you down. Respect is sure to be one wild roller coaster.

Exclusive excerpt from ‘Respect’:

Tying my hair up in a knot on the top of my head, I wandered down the hallway that was now barren. I counted my steps to keep focused and to keep myself from thinking about him. It was annoying that he was always there, hovering on the periphery. Physically I had grown… mentally, I still often felt like the newly eighteen-year-old girl pining after Booker. Time was supposed to heal all wounds, but mine felt like it was still wide open and bleeding all over the place. Every time I thought it was starting to scab over at the edges, something would happen, some memory would resurface, and it was ripped open once again. The ache was a familiar part of me now.

Ari had left her bedroom door open and that pang I’d felt watching her drive away hit me again. I was going to miss her sunny smile and infectious laughter. I was going to be lonely without her filling up the space we shared with her huge personality and sharp wit. I spent so much time trying to figure out who I was and what in the hell I was doing, it was refreshing to be around someone so comfortable in their skin. I’d learned a lot from Ari over the years, and hopefully, she’d picked up some street smarts and a little savvy from me in return—especially where Troy was involved.
My door was shut. I was hiding the fact that hardly any of my personal belongings were packed away yet. It felt so final. Once my clothes, jewelry, and books were all in boxes, it meant I had to decide where it was all going and I wasn’t ready to make that call. It would be so nice to know where I belonged. I was so sick of being the square peg trying to cram myself into a round hole.

Knowing I couldn’t hide away forever, I twisted the knob and pushed open by bedroom door. The momentum pulled me forward and right into the arms of someone waiting on the other side. Belatedly, I realized the light was off and we’d left the front door wide open when we walked down to Ari’s car. I knew better. An unlocked door was practically an open invitation to let any manner of creeper into your space.

I opened my mouth to scream, my hands lifting to claw at the intruder’s eyes and face. I might not have been in the Point anymore, but I still remembered every single lesson Race drilled into my head when it came to self-defense. I knew how to fight back and that’s exactly what I was going to do…until a familiar, deep, and raspy voice said my name.

“Karsen.”

It was just my name, nothing special or unique about it. But the man who said it, the one holding me so close while I screamed, kicked, and clawed, he’d been the most special person in my entire world. Until he wasn’t. Until he didn’t want to be any longer. Until he made himself crystal clear.
“Booker.” I got his name out on a gasp and was immediately released. I would have fallen to the floor if his large, scarred hands hadn’t reached out and locked around my upper arms. He reacted as if the simple touch burned him, because he dropped me a second later and I had to grab the door to keep myself on my feet.

It had been so long… too long… but still not long enough. It was never going to be long enough.

Respect is available now on Amazon! Pre-order from Barnes and Noble or iBooks to get your copy tomorrow. Make sure to add it on Goodreads, too!