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I liked being the good girl with the bad boy, but I never expected this. What I saw on his computer…I thought I knew him.
But I was wrong. So wrong…
If there was ever a bad time for me to fall for a chick it was now, but from the moment I saw Leeta, she had me. There was something special about her, and I had to have her. But I also had a job to do, and I couldn’t let her distract me from that. I couldn’t let her discover that side of me either. But she’s not stupid, and I know she’s getting close. God knows what she’ll do if she discovers the truth.
Or what she thinks is the truth.
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Review: Tied With Me (With Me in Seattle, # 6) by Kristen Proby
“At once wildly sensual and heart-clutchingly tender, this series gets better with every book.” – Christina Lauren, New York Times Bestselling authors of BEAUTIFUL BASTARD
A man whose lifestyle is so different from her own…
Nic Dalton’s cupcake bakery is thriving. She serves both rock stars and locals alike, content with her growing business. But one adventurous night out with her best friend, Bailey, turns her life upside down. She meets a handsome stranger who makes her skin sizzle and her heart race. Their one night together is explosive and unexpected, but when he has to suddenly leave without taking her phone number, Nic resigns herself to never seeing him again.
…What will it take to trust and submit to his every desire?
Matt Montgomery is one of Seattle’s finest. He works hard, loves and protects his family fiercely, and is loyal almost to a fault.
And he has a penchant for bondage.
Matt enjoys the way a woman looks wrapped up in his ropes, and makes no apologies for his preferences. When he meets Nic at a fetish festival, the small, beautiful woman catches his eye, drawing him to her. His one night with her was everything he’s ever looked for in a partner, but is cut short because of a family emergency. Even before he sees her again weeks later, he knows he’ll never get her out of his system.
And he’ll do whatever it takes to make her his.
“Give in to this, Nic. Let me prove to you that I will be one of the best decisions you ever make.” –Matt Montgomery
This series has been hit or miss for me. While I loved
, I wasn’t particularly fond of the rest of the books. I suppose I need to be in the mood for a fluffy read and sometimes it works…and other times it doesn’t. But here’s the thing; BDSM and Fluffy? NOT a good mix.
I originally DNF’d this at 50%, but then some newly formed OCD (I blame you Mirjana and Crystal!!!) and a hint of masochism forced me to finish this.
Here’s the thing, just because BDSM has been mainstreamed doesn’t mean that every author is able to write it. And if you are going to write it? Don’t gloss it over or tip toe around it, do the genre some justice. Now maybe I’m a kinky bitch, maybe I’m a picky bitch. Whatever the case may be, as much as I was anticipating this book after the sneak peek in the last one, I was left grossly disappointed.
WARNING: Rage-y spoilers below
So we have Nic. Nic is a straight laced vanilla girl. Nic doesn’t do kinky. Nic is certainly not submissive. But Nic goes to an Erotic Ball (of the BDSM variety) with her friend. And within a few minutes, straight laced Nic allows a total stranger to tie her up in a demonstration. Said stranger then tells her he’d like to fuck the shit out of her. So she lets him take her home still tied up in the ropes!! Oh, but it’s OK, because he tells her he’s not an ax murderer.
In case you’re curious, said stranger is good old kinky Matt. He likes his sex dirty with a bit of bondage mixed in. Oh and Matt is a Master Dom. A TRAINED Master Dom. Matt also says this
In clubs, safe words are mandatory, so if we ever go to one together, your word will be ‘red.’ The second you say ‘red,’ everything stops, no questions asked. But, honestly, the way I feel about safe words is, you shouldn’t need one with me. It’s my job to learn what you can handle and what you can’t, and I’m a firm believer in ‘no means no.’”
No shit? Really?
Apparently Master Matt is also a mind reader on top of his Shibari skills. Oh and of course, scening only happens in BDSM clubs. No need for a safe word when you’re doing a scene outside of one…
Now Matt is not exactly a hearts and flowers forever type of guy. His other family members may have married off, but he’s not planning on changing his status any time soon.
But then a few short days and some awesome sex later…BAM! The flowers are blooming, the birds are singing, and the hills are alive with the L-words. Does he really know her? Not really. So I just have 2 questions here
As for Nic. Nic was the most contradictory character I’ve ever read about. She says that she’s vanilla and straight laced, but lets a total stranger tie her up and then take her home. She says she’s shy, but then on another occasion lets Matt strip her in front of strangers at a BDSM club and then tie her up again.
All the while Master Matt decides he’s too possessive of her to have others see her naked or touch her, so no more BDSM club for them. He’ll still tie her up and shit and maybe throw in a spanking here or there.
Matt was not a Dom in my opinion. He was a man with a kink for bondage. I think had this book not brought the whole BDSM factor into it, it would have worked much better. The character’s actions did not match the way they’re described.
Nic is brooding away because for some mysterious reason she doesn’t think she’s good enough for Matt. Little by little we find out what that reason is. But does she tell Matt? Fuck no. She loves him too much to hurt him and doesn’t think she’s good enough for him. So what does she do? Leaves him without saying one word.
Of course they work it out in the end and there’s flowers and rainbows shooting out of unicorn asses all that jazz. As for my thoughts at this point?
I can tell you I will very likely be in the minority with my opinion. I know a lot of my Goodreads friends really loved this one. But this particular kinky bitch has been spoiled by the Cherise Sinclair’s, Lexi Blake’s, Kallypso Masters’ and the likes. So suffice it to say, this book did not do it for me.
If you like fluffy romances with a little kink thrown in, you’d really enjoy this one. As for me, I think I’m done with this series.
ARC Review: Twisted by Emma Chase
There are two kinds of people in the world. The ones who look first, and the ones who leap. I’ve always been more of a looker. Cautious. A planner. That changed after I met Drew Evans. He was so persistent. So sure of himself – and of me.
But not all love stories end happily ever after. Did you think Drew and I were going to ride off into the sunset? Join the club. Now I have to make a choice, the most important of my life. Drew already made his –in fact, he tried to decide for the both of us. But you know that’s just not my style. So I came back to Greenville. Alone. Well, sort of alone….
What I’ve come to realize is that old habits die hard and sometimes you have to go back to where you began, before you can move ahead.
TWISTED picks up two years after Tangled’s end, and is told from Kate’s POV.
You know that saying, “It’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all?”
That’s a crock. Whoever said it didn’t know a fucking thing about love. Ignorance is better; it’s painless.”
And truthfully, after the 35% mark, I’d rather have had the pie…
Last we saw Kate and Drew, they were together and basking in lots of post coital glow. I wasn’t really sure why a second book was necessary, but I loved Tangled and Emma Chase’s writing, so there was no question about me reading this one.
Now in reading that quote, you’re probably confused about what happens in this book for such a sharp turn around to be taken, right? And you’re now expecting me to tell you what happens, right?
Well dream on! Cause I’m not doing it. I’m sadistic like that, what can I say?
Let’s just say that Drew screws up. BIG TIME. And by big time, I mean he left me wondering
Tangled is told entirely in Kate’s POV. I was a little worried that nothing could possibly beat the awesomeness that was Drew in book 1. And you know what? You really can’t. But Kate’s POV came pretty damn close. Add in all the characters from the previous book, and there were plenty of laugh out loud moments,
Everyone- can I have your attention, please? Mackenzie has an announcement she’d like to make”
“My mom and dad had sex!”
The entire table is silent.
Until Matthew raises his glass.
“Congratulations, Steven. It’s like Halley’s Comet, right? You only get to come ever seventy-five years?”
I loved the first 35% of the book. I couldn’t get enough of it. And then somewhere after the 40% mark, it started to irritate me.
See, here’s the thing. I love angst in books. I’m a regular angst whore. But what I absolutely don’t like is manufactured drama.
What we have here is a HUGE misunderstanding that spans practically the entire book where all that can resolve it is one word. You’re probably thinking now. Wait!
One word? YES. One word.
As much as I wanted to lay the blame solely on Drew’s shoulders, I couldn’t. Because Kate was equal parts responsible for it.
Truthfully, it just felt way too drawn out.
But saying all that, I still liked the book quite a bit. I just didn’t love it. It was great catching up with all my favorite characters from the last book, and I’m practically salivating for Delores and Matthew’s story after the little teaser at the end of this one.
I loved getting more Drew and Kate, but I’m not sure that a full length book was really necessary here. I could have done with a novella. But hey, that’s just my opinion here.
***All quotes taken from the ARC version of the book and may not match up to the published version***
ARC courtesy of publisher via Netgalley in exchange for an honest review**
Review: Lovely Trigger (Tristan & Danika # 3) by R.K. Lilley
THE IMPACT
Tristan hit rock bottom, and no one felt the impact harder than Danika. She was forced to see, in the most brutal of ways, that love does not conquer all. Bruised, bloody, and broken she had to walk away.
THE AFTERMATH
Picking up the pieces of your life after a tragedy is a daunting prospect, and that’s considering you still own all of the pieces. But what if you don’t? What if someone else owns those pieces, and those pieces are a part of your soul?
You dig deep and work with what you’ve got.
That’s what Danika told herself and believed, every single day, for years.
Tristan and Danika’s love had failed every test that life had thrown at them. She couldn’t forget that, not for one second. And if those tests had been overly harsh, well, she wasn’t one to wallow in self-pity. The failure was the thing she had to focus on. The failure was the lesson. She had no intention of working so hard to make it out of hell without learning that lesson well.
He’d set me adrift, so very long ago, and I had wandered into deepest waters, with depths far too vast for me to navigate alone.
And here he was, swimming out to save me. Had he been following me all the while? Had I been so blind?
What a perfect conclusion to the trilogy. It was emotional, angsty, erotic, everything you would want in a book. I waited until book 3 was out to read the 2nd and ended up reading them back to back.
In Lovely Trigger we find Danika slowly begin to pick up the pieces of her broken heart and shattered dreams. She has a job at James Cavendish’s art gallery, and while she can’t dance anymore, she gets by. As much as she tries to move on emotionally, she can never seem to fully forget the man that will always hold her heart.
I convinced myself that it had all been passion, not true love. True love was a myth, a misdirection from the solid things in life. What I’d felt for Tristan had been big and all consuming, but I told myself, like a mantra in my head, that it had never been solid. Even so, every little thing brought him to mind. We’d had too much together, been through too much, felt too much, and every feeling had a memory.
She tries to move on, but no one ever compares to Tristan.
Tristan is dealing with his own demons. After hitting rock bottom, he’s slowly but surely trying to climb his way out. He’s gotten clean, a job as a magician in the Cavendish casino, but still the memory of Danika haunts him. He’s riddled with guilt; for the things that he remembers and the things that he doesn’t recall from his drugged out haze. Just reading about everything he went through after what happened in book 2 hit me right in the feels
I didn’t trust myself, Danika. I needed my sobriety. I’m nothing without it, and you were a lovely trigger for me. That look in your eyes, after all that I’d done…The way you looked at me like I was scum and knowing that I deserved all of your antipathy. I knew that if you looked at me like that again, I’d hit rock bottom, and this time I wouldn’t come back from it.”
I kept waiting for their reunion, knowing that when these two cross paths it will be explosive. And holy shit was it!
The world stopped as we took what we needed, what I’d been starved for since the very last time I’d been in his arms. It was a frenzied mating, a swift coming together that took me to the fever pitch of ecstasy with a few rough, heavy strokes, over too soon, the perfect testament to our torrid love affair.
I loved the way that Tristan works to get back into Danika’s heart again. You can feel his pain and heartache through the pages. As much as I wanted to hate him after the end of book 2, my heart went out to him. That’s the beauty of a book written in dual first person POVs.
Love doesn’t let you walk away clean. Love is messy. I don’t have to tell you, of all people; Love takes a fucking piece of you before it’s done.”
There was plenty of things stacked against them; their past, the secrets Danika still keeps, and their present. On a side note, Mona…
This was not as angsty as book 2, thankfully, but still packed a hell of a punch.
(Highlight to view spoilers)[When Danika finally reveals everything that happened that night to Tristan and reading his reaction? Gut-wrenching. (hide spoiler)]
(When Danika finally reveals everything that happened that night to Tristan and reading his reaction? Gut-wrenching.)
But then there was that ending. Perfection. Not gonna lie, it brought a tear to my cold and black little heart. It was that good.
Why not 5 stars?
There were some things that I wanted a little more resolution for. I’m a picky bitch, what can I do?
(After everything that happened with Danika and her sister, I wanted to see what happened with their relationship. I don’t remember her being mentioned after that whole Tristan fiasco. I loved that she had her half-brother now, but some resolution with Dahlia would have been great.)[After everything that happened with Danika and her sister, I wanted to see what happened with their relationship. I don’t remember her being mentioned after that whole Tristan fiasco. I loved that she had her half-brother now, but some resolution with Dahlia would have been great. (hide spoiler)]
Aside from that very minor thing, I loved the book. Trilogies are not something I read as I tend to grow bored with the same couple after 2 books. TO be honest, when I saw that there was going to be 3 books instead of the 2 that I had assumed, I almost didn’t read it. (I blame my book ADD) But after reading these books I can definitely understand the necessity of it being stretched into 3. The story would not have been the same in just 2 books. Considering that this is my 2nd trilogy that I finished, it tells you something. If you love angsty, emotional, break-your-heart-then-put-it-back-together-with-a-cherry-on-top love stories, you need to read this.
Review: Rock Bottom (Tristan & Danika # 2) by R. K. Lilley
Their love had the power of a runaway freight train, and the potential to be just as destructive.
The tempestuous sequel to Bad Things picks up where the first book left off. Reeling from a profound loss, Tristan and Danika struggle to pick up the pieces and build a life together, but the hard habits of a lifetime are not so easy to escape.
Rock Bottom takes us on a dual point of view journey through addiction and desire, through love and agony, and answers the question we’ve been asking since these characters were introduced in Grounded: “What happened between Tristan and Danika?”
DANIKA
Even love couldn’t cushion a fall like ours. My love for Tristan was so big that I felt consumed by it, and even so, it was not enough to overpower our combined demons.
I struggled. I yelled and screamed. I scratched and kicked.
I fought like hell, but even the most determined fighters have to stop before they break.
No one could say I didn’t fight for him.
“I love you,” I spoke softly into his ear.
He gripped me harder. “I can’t ever lose you, Danika. I’m not sure I’d survive it.”
“You’ve got me. And I’m not going anywhere. Not ever.”
I meant the words when I said them, but life had other plans for us.
I’d have given my life for that fight. In fact, I very nearly did.
TRISTAN
She was the one.
If I’d ever had a doubt, I didn’t now. She was the one I’d be thinking about, longing for, until I took my last breath. If I lost her tomorrow, I’d pine for her like a lovesick fool.
This was the kind of love that only hit you once in your life. This book is intended for readers 18 and up.
There was an anchor, tied around both of his ankles, and it was taking him deep, into black fathomless depths, drowning him slowly but surely.I didn’t tell him that he was dragging me down with him.
Sweet mother of angst. THIS BOOK. Gah! This fucking book. I knew it was coming. I prepared myself…at least I thought I did. But nothing, I mean nothing could have prepared me for the full emotional roller coaster that was the last 40% of this book. I can tell you one thing; thank FUCK I waited for book 3 to be out to finally read this, because I’m pretty sure I would have gone from batshit straight into crazyville after that ending.
Their love had the power of a runaway freight train, and the potential to be just as destructive.
Rock Bottom starts where Bad Things left off; Tristan and Danika are dealing with the grief after Tristan’s brother died. They both have their own demons that they’re fighting, but they’re fighting them together. You can feel the connection that they have through the pages. You want so bad for them to be happy and be okay, but in the back of your mind you know that there’s a darkness that’s looming over their relationship. You know it’s coming, you know it will be bad, but you have no idea when. I swear, I think I was holding my breath in anticipation through the whole book.
I love you,” I spoke softly into his ear.
He gripped me harder. “I can’t ever lose you, Danika. I’m not sure I’d survive it.”
“You’ve got me. And I’m not going anywhere. Not ever.”I meant the words when I said them, but life had other plans for us.
The odds were stacked against them from the beginning and as much as you’re dreading for that moment to come, you know it’s inevitable. I think that’s what made this book so good, in a sadistic sort of way. That anticipation of not if but when.
Slowly you see Tristan spiral out of control more and more. Danika tries to help him, and your heart breaks along with her watching him sink deeper and deeper into darkness.
Even love couldn’t cushion a fall like ours. My love for Tristan was so big that I felt consumed by it, and even so, it was not enough to overpower our combined demons.
I finished this in one sitting. I simply couldn’t put it down. I knew that whatever goes down between them is going to be bad. I just don’t think I was prepared for just how bad it would be. My god! That ending! Everything that happens! Danika! Tristan! Gah!!
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Know that I would take it all back if I could, and know that I hold myself responsible for all of the bad things that happened. I am so sorry that my hitting rock bottom the way I did impacted you. Any recompense you can imagine, anything you would ask of me, I would be happy to provide. I’m at your service. Always, Danika. And it is my most sincere wish that someday, perhaps over time, you might consider being my friend again.
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Damn that ending. Damn it!!!
Now if you’ll excuse me, my sleep deprived ass will diving into book 3, which I’ve been told has some major groveling. And you all know how much I love me a good grovel. And I thank you
Review: Lick (Stage Dive, # 1) by Kylie Scott
Waking up in Vegas was never meant to be like this.
Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Las Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hangover to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man in her room, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened.
One thing is certain, being married to one of the hottest rock stars on the planet is sure to be a wild ride
Love isn’t always smooth or straightforward. It can be messy and painful. Doesn’t mean it isn’t still the most incredible thing that can ever happen to you.
OK, show of hands, ever wake up after a night out only to tell yourself you’re never drinking again?
Now what if you woke up the next day with a hangover from hell and zero memories of the night before, only to discover you’re married to a rockstar and sporting a five carat diamond to boot?
That’s precisely the predicament that 21 year old Evelyn Thomas finds herself in. Though as far as predicaments go, can’t say I feel all that bad for her. All she wanted to do was celebrate her 21st birthday with a bang (and I do mean a bang). Her first sexual encounter leaves a lot to be desired and what’s a girl left to do but to get wild and crazy in Vegas and pick up a man to rectify it. Turns out the man she picks up just so happens to be the guitarist for the wildly popular band, Stage Dive. And while Evylyn can’t seem to recall anything from the previous night, David doesn’t seem to suffer from the same.
The story is told entirely in Evelyn’s first person POV. Evelyn’s quirkiness endeared me to her pretty much right away. She describes herself as being bigger boned girl, but she never harps on this. She’s not crazy insecure about her body, which to be honest was a breath of fresh air from the usual heroines I read about. I also loved the interaction between her and David
How far did we go that night?”
His gaze dropped to the neck of my tank top and the curves of my breasts. “Second base.”
“Shirt on?”
“Off. We were both topless. Topless cuddles are the best.”
What started off as a crazy night, slowly begins to lead to something much more.
You asked me this morning in the car if I thought you were scary. The answer is yes. You scare me shitless. I don’t know what I’m doing here. But I hate the thought of leaving you.”
As far as Rock star Romances go, I’d say this one was on the tamer side…at least for me. I also found it a bit too insta-lovey for my tastes. But then again my tastes do run towards the more ansty variety. I really enjoyed the story of Evelyn and David. There were sweet moments, steamy moments, and many laugh out loud moments.
I was going to kill him. Slowly. Strangle him with the overpriced thong. A fitting death for a rock star.
I loved Evelyn’s internal monologue. She was quirky and funny and some of the things that came out of her mouth should have left me rolling my eyes but instead I found myself laughing and just liking her even more.
He didn’t have much of a belly button. It was basically a small indent followed by a fine trail of dark hair leading down across his flat stomach directly to it. And it was hard, thick, and long.
It being his penis, of course.
Gah. No, that didn’t sound right.
His cock. Yeah, much better.
And if you’re wondering about the steaminess of this book, rest assured there’s plenty of steam to appease your pervy little hearts.
While I really liked both the hero and heroine in this book, many times Mal stole the show for me. I fell for him the first time he called Ev “child bride”. I cannot wait for his book. But the story I’m REALLY dying for is Jimmy’s. That sounds like it’s going to be right up my angst-whore alley.
It may not have been a perfect 5 star read for me, but it was a very solid 4 stars. If you like steamy rock star romances with an endearing heroine, a sexy tatted rock star, and a light and easy plot, then one-click away on this. No crazy angst or crazy situations found here. Just a light and easy read about 2 unlikely people falling in love.
Review: Masked Innocence (Innocence, # 2) by Alessandra Torre
The man was sinful. It wasn’t just the looks that made him dangerous, it was the cocky confidence that dominated every move, every touch. And the frustrating yet ecstatic fact about the whole package was that he could back it all up…
Julia Campbell never knows what to expect with win-at-all-costs Brad De Luca. And she’s starting to like it that way. She gave up safe, conventional relationships when she let the elite divorce attorney seduce her into his world. Now that he’s determined to strip her naked of every inhibition, she’s in danger of falling too deep and too fast.
But their affair begins to feel even more dangerous when a murder leaves a trail of suspicion that points straight to the mob…and Brad. Trusting a man with a bad reputation and a past full of secrets seems like a mistake. But when she’s forced to make a choice, the consequences will take her further than she could ever have imagined.
I fell for the feisty, smart-ass Julia that calls me on my shit. But I’m owned by the vixen that you become behind closed doors.
If you haven’t yet read Blindfolded Innocence, do not read my review. There’s no spoilers for this book, but there will be spoilers of book 1. You’ve been warned 😉
Masked Innocence starts immediately where Blindfolded Innocence ends. Julia and Brad are together, but keeping the relationship a secret. Brad has taken Julia completely out of her comfort zone in her sexuality, but she’s reveling in it. She’s finding out that she’s not quite the good girl she thought herself to be.
I should have felt like a slut, a dirty whore. But instead I felt liberated, aroused. It was an interesting discovery, to know that I liked being dirty. I wanted to be stared at, pointed to, to have men lining up to fuck me. Inside, I felt a release of some tie, some leash undone, and I knew my descent into sexual awareness was just now starting.
Good thing, Julia, since Brad’s kink is to swing.
While this book had a good share of it’s steamy moments, it was a much different feel in comparison to book one. With the murder of one the law firm’s partner, we get a sense of intrigue and suspense. Julia has the misfortune of being in the wrong place at the wrong time and asking too many questions, and now her life hangs in the balance. Who is threatening her life? And just who is Brad De Luca?
The man I had turned to was the one I should have run from. I didn’t know what bothered me more, the new danger facing my body or the risk I had brought to my heart.
Brad is determined to protect Julia at all cost, even his own life. But that certainly doesn’t stop him from having her anywhere he can. There was kitchen sex, masked party menage sex, office sex…
Well you get the idea here…
Julia and Brad’s relationship continues to evolve into something deeper. Brad finds himself doing something that he never imagined himself doing; falling for her. And you know what they say? The bigger they are…
I did’t want a relationship! Didn’t want to (view spoiler)[fall in love (hide spoiler)] or be committed, or be required to share the intimate details of my life! But I’m here- with you, a curse of a woman who has taken all my fucking walls and shredded them like fucking tissue paper in your tiny little hands!
As much as I love Brad, I really love Julia’s sassy personality. I found her to be his perfect match. She really gave as good as she got
To the most wonderful woman I have ever met. May we spend the rest of our lives together.
“That’s your toast?”
“You don’t approve?”
As I’m sure you have figured out by now, I have a very healthy self-esteem, bordering on egotism.”
“Bordering on?”
“Shut up. Regardless, you have been with a disgusting amount of women, and will be with a hundred more before you die. For me to be the ‘most wonderful’ woman you have ever met, and you toasting to ‘spending the rest of your life’ with me rings a little…”
“Fake?”
“Bullshitty.”
The book leaves off in a HFN-ish type ending, but there is still danger looming in the future. I’m looking forward to the conclusion of Julia and Brad’s story and seeing what the future has in store for them.
Blog Tour & #Giveaway: A Reason to Breathe by C.P. Smith
Title: A Reason to Breathe
“You awake?” Was Jack’s hello.
“I am, hope you don’t mind, but I’m taking a shower?” I turned the shower on to warm the water, and then turned around to finish the call.
“You’re calling me from the shower?”
“Of course not, I’m calling you from the bathroom before I get in the shower.” There was a long pause, so I called his name wondering if the call had been dropped.
“Jack you there?”
“You expect me to work knowing you’re naked in my shower?” That made me smile, he’s such a man.
“Ah, yeah, I didn’t call to bother you; I just called to see when you would be home so I could get my car?”
“Based on my speed, I’d say in about ten minutes,” he purred down the line and I felt my heart rate speed up. What is it about this man that I can go from being a grown woman to acting like a teenager with her first crush? Not caring at that point, with memories fresh in my head from this afternoon, I had good reason to be excited.
“Ok, I’ll see you when you get here.” I tried for alluring, but it came out kinda croaked, though I didn’t think he cared when his reply came back with a tight, “Right. See you in ten.”
Wanting to be clean by the time he got home, I jumped in the shower and washed my hair; he didn’t have conditioner; men are so lucky like that, so I focused on soaping up my body. I grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste and brushed my teeth in the shower. “She just woke up drunk breath” was an instant mood killer in my estimation. While I was rinsing, I heard the bathroom door open, and I turned to see Jack pulling his shirt over his head, while locking his eyes on mine. His focused gaze moved down my body, then back up, as he kicked off his boots, unzipped his jeans and pulled them off and then opened the shower door stepping in behind me.
“You missed a spot,” he whispered as he grabbed the soap, rubbing it back and forth between his strong hands. Jack standing there like that, water rolling down his body, clinging to the ripples of his muscles, my brain was incapable of speech. My mouth was open, but no words came out.
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