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review 2017-03-07 07:10
Blog Tour w/Review - Crave Me
 
It’s time for the sole sister in the family to discover love.
  
 
CRAVE ME
O'Brien Family #3
Cecy Robson
Releasing Feb 28, 2017
 

 

RT Book Reviews proclaims that the O’Brien Family series from award-winning author Cecy Robson “has the hottest brothers ever!” And in Crave Me, it’s time for the sole sister in the family to discover love.
 
Wren O’Brien isn’t your typical female. As the only girl from a loud Irish family with seven siblings, she prefers fast cars to lip gloss and bad boys to good men. It’s the reason she’s nursing a wounded soul and keeping her distance from a dangerous ex.
 
Evan Jonah is running an empire and just moved from the lavish thoroughfares of London to the gritty streets of Philadelphia. When he walks into the nearest dealership, he’s expecting to find a reliable vehicle to handle the brutal winters, not a sexy female car rep with killer legs.
 
Wren doesn’t know why “Hotness in a Suit” asked her out. She doesn’t expect a great time or a night of passion that knocks her on her ass. But that’s exactly what Evan shows her.
 
She also never counted on how hard and fast she’d fall. But men like Evan—good men with even better hearts—don’t desire tough-talking Philly girls for long.

Evan has never met a woman like Wren. But he’s up for the challenge and ready to prove her wrong.
 

 

 
 
 
 
 

Get the hell out of here.”

 

Evan lowers his plastic menu, laughing softly at my remark. When he first walked into the dealership, I couldn’t quite figure him out. The sides of his cashmere coat parted when he moved, exposing what has to be a very pricey suit. But while he’s clean shaven, he’s not exactly clean-cut.

 

His dark wavy hair curls around his ears, long enough that I can tell he’s overdue for a trip to the barber, but not so long he appears unkempt. I take another long look at his straight nose, broad shoulders, and perfect posture. No, he’s not unkempt. He’s cute. Damn cute if you like pretty boys with deep green eyes with specks of gold and a jawline angels must have chiseled from granite.

 

I’m serious,” he tells me, the way he looks at me taking him from damn cute to sexy. “I’ve never eaten a cheesesteak.”

 

I reach for the iPad tucked in the bag at my feet to give me an excuse to break away from those pretty eyes and thick lashes that curl at the tips. “So when I asked you if you wanted to go out for steaks, you weren’t picturing enough flat screens to fill a cruise ship and Yeung-Ling on tap?”

 

Is Yeung-Ling a beer?” he asks.

 

I cringe, setting my iPad in front of me. “Oh, Evan, you have a lot to learn if you plan on staying in Philly for the long haul.”

 

 
 
Crave Me (O'Brien Family #3)Crave Me by Cecy Robson
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is the 3rd book in the O'Brien Family series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader enjoyment and understanding, and to avoid spoilers, I recommend reading this series in order.

Erin AKA Wren meets Evan when he comes in to buy a car from the dealership she works at. The heat between them sizzles and sparks right from the start! Evan knows what he wants, but Wren is not planning to mix business with pleasure.

Evan has never had his skin set on fire by a woman like this before. He will have to plan carefully to make his move. They both have some secrets in the past that may derail the future.

This series just keeps getting better. I loved the heat between the two main characters. Familiar favorites are here too. I loved the suspense, the pace, and the humor.


***This ARC copy was given in exchange for an honest review.

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Cecy Robson is an award-winning author of magical realms and to-die-for Alpha heroes. A double RITA® 2016 finalist for Once Pure and Once Kissed, and published author of more than sixteen titles, you can typically find her on her laptop or stumbling blindly in search of caffeine.
 
 
 
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Blog Tour - Whisper Of Love
 
For the first time in years, Nash wants to let a woman into his world, 
but while his loss made him stronger, that strength came at a price.
 
 
 
WHISPER OF LOVE
The Bradens - Peaceful Harbor, MD #5
Melissa Foster
Releasing Feb 22, 2017
World Literary Press
 

 

Tempest Braden adores her family and her small hometown, but sometimes too much of a good thing can be confining. At almost thirty, having watched most of her siblings find true love, she’s anxious to experience her own happily ever after, and the move to Pleasant Hill, Maryland, is just the change she needs. When she rents a room from ruggedly handsome, and closed-off, artist Nash Morgan and his adorable son, Phillip, she thinks she’s found a little slice of heaven on the outskirts of town, where she can concentrate on building her business. That is, if she can ignore the undeniable heat between her and the sinfully hot single father.

When Nash bought his farmette, he had one goal in mind—to provide a loving, stable home for his son. He never imagined he’d be raising Phillip alone, or renting out a room to keep their heads above water. Then again, he never imagined losing his brother, or spending two years sailing around the world with parents who seemed to forget one son was still alive. 

Sparks fly from the moment Tempest moves in, and her positive energy and inquisitive nature brings new life into Nash and Phillip’s quiet, confined world. For the first time in years, Nash wants to let a woman into his world, but while his loss made him stronger, that strength came at a price, leaving him walled off and wary of opening his heart again.
 


 
 
 
 

The sound of tires on gravel drew his attention. He scooped Phillip into his arms, locked the goat pen, and grabbed the buckets.

 

Visitor,” he said, carrying Phillip toward the house and eyeing the Prius parking behind his old Ford pickup truck. His truck was a gas guzzler, but as much as he hated that, he needed the bed of the truck to haul the furniture he made into town. He hoped Tempest Braden, the woman coming to see the room he was renting out, wasn’t a preachy tree hugger. Hell, he hoped she would turn out to be the silent type so he could pretend she didn’t live in their house.  

 

Phillip’s brows knitted, his hands firmly planted around Nash’s neck. He wasn’t used to visitors. The last several people who had come to see the room they had for rent hadn’t been the kind of people Nash wanted around his son. They’d rubbed him the wrong way—too aggressive, too loud, too shady, too flighty. He just needed a stable, responsible person to rent the room so he could afford to upgrade a few of his tools and start saving for Phillip’s future. He tightened his grip on his son and headed up to meet the tall blonde stepping from the car.

 

Her wispy skirt fluttered around her knees. Large pink roses with muted green leaves looked as if they’d been thrown onto the flimsy white material haphazardly. A fringe of lace lined the edges. On anyone else the flouncy, floral skirt might look immature. But her legs went on forever, and coupled with her tight, curve-hugging tank top, she looked like Sweet and Sexy collided at the corner of Sinful Temptation.

 

She turned as he approached, and Nash stopped in his tracks, standing still as a stone. The setting sun caught her hair, highlighting several different shades of blond in long, cascading layers that hung to the middle of her back. Her nose was slightly upturned, and she had a cute, rounded chin. He’d never seen such natural beauty. 

 

She smiled and tilted her head. “Nash?”

 

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he forced his legs to carry him forward. “Yes. Tempest?”

 

She met him halfway up the hill. “Thanks for seeing me so quickly.” She peered into the buckets. “I hope I’m not interrupting.”

 

Evening routine. Did you have any trouble finding us?” She was even more beautiful up close. Her hair was tousled, as if she hadn’t brushed it all day, and her eyes were so light blue, they had starbursts of white around the pupils, sparkling like diamonds. It had been a long time since any woman had caught Nash’s interest, and he reminded himself to rein in that attraction. The last thing he needed were complications in Phillip’s life. Even for a girl with the most spectacular blue eyes he’d ever seen.

 

No. Your directions were perfect.” She smiled at Phillip, and when she spoke again her voice was soft as a summer’s breeze. “What’s your name, cutie pie?”

 

Phillip’s fingers dug into his neck. Nash nodded his approval.

 

Flip,” Phillip said.

 

Tempest’s eyes widened with amusement. “Flip? That’s a unique name.” That beautiful smile lit up her face again. “I’m Tempest, but everyone calls me Tempe. It’s nice to meet you both.”

 

When she turned that smile on Nash, his entire body heated up. As a sea lover, he knew the word tempest meant a violent storm. It was obvious what type of unexpected storm this sweet-natured, soft-spoken beauty could cause, and he couldn’t afford to be caught in a squall.

 

My son’s name is Phillip.” He said it faster than he’d meant to, and realized his son’s name came out sounding like Flip. He’d also said it harsher than he’d intended. Reeling in his attraction was going to make him look like an asshole.

 

Then Flip it is.”

 

The way she said it sounded so damn cute, he wasn’t about to correct her.

 

Flip,” Phillip repeated.

 

Come on, I’ll show you the room.” He caught a whiff of her floral perfume on the way inside. It had been a long time since he’d smelled anything so feminine. Maybe this housemate thing wasn’t such a good idea after all.

 

 

 
 
 
Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance, new adult romance, and women's fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa's emotional journeys are lovingly erotic, perfect beach reads, and always family oriented. 
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Virtual Tour w/Review - Sauvignon Blanc To Sigh For

 

 
They’re best friends until a wine and food pairing competition 
throws them together in an intimate, tension-filled setting. 
 
 
 
SAUVIGNON BLANC TO SIGH FOR
Love in Wine Country #4
Pamela Gibson
Releasing Feb 13th, 2017
 

 

Sarah James has always wanted to be part of a family. Her divorced parents are estranged and she has no siblings. But she does have friends, especially Sam, who’s always underfoot…eating her food, fixing stuff in her house, and seeking advice about his love life.
 
Aspiring winemaker Sam Reynoso has taken care of Sarah since the sixth grade. She’s smart, comfortable, and indulgent. They’re best friends until a wine and food pairing competition throws them together in an intimate, tension-filled setting.

 

As feelings neither of them expected start to emerge, each will have to decide if their relationship will evolve, or if their newfound love will be nipped in the bud by a crushing secret.
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Sarah moved around behind him. Her subtle perfume blended with the smells in the kitchen. “Do you think my label is okay?”

 

They’re not judging your label. They’re judging how well the food and wines complement each other.”

 

You’re right.” He set the bottle down and turned to greet his friend, but she wasn’t there. In her place stood a siren—that’s the first word that came to mind—in tight leggings that hugged her hips and bared her midriff, and a fitted shirt that tied under plump breasts, showing a hint of cleavage.

 

What the hell?

 

But it was the hair that got his attention.

 

What have you done to your hair?”

 

She twirled in front of him, letting her hair swing from side to side provocatively. It looked lighter, and it looked like she had way more hair. “Where are your glasses?”

 

I’m wearing contacts. Do you like this look?” She batted her eyelashes at him and moved closer.

 

He stepped back, aware of an unaccustomed heat he’d never felt in Sarah’s house before. She was his friend. She shouldn’t look like this.

 

She seemed to be waiting for his answer, but he didn’t know what to say.

 

It’s…different.”

 

She laughed and put her hand on his chest. It left a warm spot there. He couldn’t back up any more, because the edge of the counter was biting into his backside.

 

Do you think people will believe we’re a couple now, Mr. Hot Guy?” Her voice was low and sexy, her soft mouth curved into a secret smile.

 

Geez, Sarah. You didn’t have to change your appearance.”

 

Sure I did. We’re supposed to be a couple in a committed relationship. I have to look like the girls you date. I have to be warm and affectionate, and look at you like you’re my dessert course.” She paused and ran her tongue over her bottom lip. “Let’s see. What would you be? A chocolate soufflé, puffed and pretty on the outside and dark and intense on the inside, with flavors that slide over the tongue and linger there to be savored later, making you crave more.”

 

The room was suddenly hot. How would he concentrate on wines when she looked—and talked—like that? And how would he keep guys at the resort away from her?

 

His eyes fixed on her cleavage. “Could you go put on a sweatshirt or something? We need to get down to business.”

 

Sarah laughed, showing dimples in her cheeks. She had dimples? Why hadn’t he noticed before?

 

I’m sorry Sam. The deer-in-the-headlights look on your face is priceless. But you’re going to have to get used to the new Sarah…at least for a week. We need to be convincing. Isn’t that what you said last time you were here?

 

He shoved his fingers through his hair. “Did I?”

 

No more playacting right now. Pour the wines, and let’s start tasting with food.”

 

 

 
 
Sauvignon Blanc to Sigh For (Love in Wine Country, #4)Sauvignon Blanc to Sigh For by Pamela Gibson
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is the 4th book in the Love In Wine Country series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader enjoyment and understanding, I recommend reading series in order.

Sarah & Sam have been best friends for so long, they do not have room to think of more. Now, with this sudden surprise he has thrown her, she is re-thinking everything. She hates that he is trying to control her life and she is so done.

Sam does not know where these feelings are coming from. He only knows he has never thought of Sarah this way before. The future looks bleak without her in it.

Interesting story. I felt drawn to both characters early on. I was rooting for them almost right away. This series is just so sweet and the pace moves right along.


***This ARC copy was given in exchange for an honest review.

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Pamela Gibson grew up loving books, history, and small towns. Her first career was a newspaper reporter, but when she returned to college to get a master’s degree, it was in public administration which eventually led to jobs running cities…not as an elected official, but as a city manager, the chief appointed one.
 
Writing was still her passion and in her spare time—between meetings and raising two active kids—she was contracted to write several books on local history. Taking an early retirement at the urging of her very supportive husband, she turned to fiction and began writing the happy ending novels she loves to read.
 
She now spends half her time on land and the other half cruising coastal or inland waters in her 32-foot boat. She speed-eats chocolates when she’s nervous, squeals when she sees a spider, and loves to relax with a good read with a mellow glass of wine. 

 
 
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Virtual Tour w/Review - Not In My Wildest Dreams
 
 
It really sucks to be in love with someone 
who sees you as nothing more than a friend. 
 
 
 
NOT IN MY WILDEST DREAMS
McKenna Series #2
Jamie Hollins
Releasing Feb 7th, 2017
 


It really sucks to be in love with someone who sees you as nothing more than a friend. Darcy Owens knows this from personal experience. From the moment she met Sean McKenna as a wary ten-year-old, he’s owned her heart. So when he asks for her help with an important construction project, she can’t say no.

Building a boutique hotel on Boston’s waterfront is a career-making opportunity, and Sean needs Darcy’s interior design expertise. She’s incredibly talented, and there is no one he trusts more. He knows he can always count on his childhood friend, but doesn’t know why he’s thinking about her tight skirts and blue eyes instead of tight deadlines and blueprints.

When Sean and Darcy’s excitement about their work turns into an entirely different kind of excitement, it’s a sexy surprise. But they soon realize that building a new relationship is more challenging than building a new hotel, especially when life-long habits and old insecurities create cracks in the foundation.


 
 
 
 

Sean had never noticed the cobweb in the corner of his living room before. The thin and delicate web shifted slightly as the evening breeze wafted in from the open window.

 

Back and forth it moved. Back and forth.

 

 

He looked down at his watch for the thousandth time. Half past eight. They were supposed to meet Ewan and Quinn a half hour ago.

 

 

Darcy! What’s the holdup?” he yelled. “Did you fall asleep up there or something?”

 

 

He heard some rustling and drawers shutting before she yelled back, “I’m almost done!”

 

 

With a sigh, he let his head fall back against the chair. Women were notorious for taking forever to get ready. He’d dated a couple of women who would take forever to put on the finishing touches while he waited in their foyers or living rooms. He just never figured Darcy would be that type of woman.

 

 

Not that he minded. Not much about her bothered him, except when she made him all hot and bothered. But then again, he didn’t mind that either.

 

He’d gotten the impression earlier she was a little nervous about tonight. She’d asked a million questions about where they were going and who would be there. He didn’t know why she was nervous. They were meeting Ewan, Quinn, and some others who they’d been out with a million times since they were old enough to get into bars without fake IDs.

 

 

Whatever Darcy’s hang-up was, it was cutting into their night. They had to stay at the bar for a socially acceptable amount of time before they excused themselves so they could hurry home to the confines of his bedroom, where he planned to do all sorts of naughty things.

 

 

It had been two weeks since London, and he couldn’t get enough of her. She was to Sean what catnip was to cats.

 

 

Darcy was Sean-nip.

 

He twisted his lips at the clever quip and let his mind wander back to last weekend. He’d driven down to Providence the moment he had left the office on Friday. They hadn’t left her apartment until Sunday night to go to dinner. He’d driven back to Boston afterward and floated on some sort of sex high the rest of the week.

 

The moment she’d walked into his townhouse last night, he hadn’t even bothered with the polite “Hey there” or the casual “So, how was your drive?” He’d lifted her up by the waist and kissed her all the way out of the kitchen, up the stairs, down the hall, and into his bedroom. He hadn’t even cared that his roommates were home and saw the whole show.

 

He flexed his fingers against the upholstery on the armchair. Sex had never been this exciting. Sure, he’d looked forward to it before.

 

But being with Darcy was like walking around with a set of blue balls all the time. He ached at the thought of her smooth skin. He constantly thought about getting inside her, and then when he finally got there, he never wanted to leave. She was becoming less inhibited—more confident—and the sex just kept getting better.

 

Over the last two weeks, he’d wondered why that was. Why was she so irresistible to him when other women were so forgettable? Why did he find himself thinking of her all day long when he should have his mind on work?

 

If he and Darcy had started a relationship years ago, would it have been this good? Was Darcy some untapped sex siren who would have rocked some other guy’s world if he hadn’t gotten to her first?

 

Whenever such questions would arise, he’d dismiss them as quickly as he could. His mother always told him he was like an ostrich. Instead of facing issues or tough questions or challenges, he’d stick his head in the sand and wait until they’d passed him by.

 

He didn’t necessarily agree with his mother’s assessment. In fact, when it came to his mother’s advice, he usually let it go in one ear and out the other. She’d have him married with a whole brood of kids by now. That was definitely something he wasn’t ready for. At least at this point in his life. Maybe someday in the future. Way in the future.

 

He wasn’t running away from tough questions, he just didn’t think it was worth his time and effort to worry over something that wasn’t going to affect anything in the present or future.

 

Why ponder such things? They were together now, exploring each other and this thing they had going on. Why sit and think about the past when she was upstairs in his bedroom at this moment getting dressed in what he hoped included some hot lingerie?

 

He felt himself hardening and cursed. Maybe they should just skip the bar altogether. Tell everyone that he’d come down with a case of dengue fever or some shit like that.

 

He heard another drawer slam upstairs.

 

Seriously!” he exclaimed. “You must be sleeping ’cause I have no idea why else it’s taking you so long. I know I wore you out last night and all, but you drank all of your girlie latte plus half of my man coffee this afternoon. You can’t possibly be tired with all that caffeine.”

 

A laugh floated down the stairs. “I’m not sleeping, I’m getting ready! And stop flattering yourself, Sean. If anyone wore anyone out last night, it was me.”

 

Woman, please. I’ve been taking it easy on you since you’re just past virginal.”

 

Another laugh from upstairs. “What’s the next step then?”

 

Sean stood up and went to the bottom of the steps. “See, that just goes to show how not ready you are. You don’t even know what the next step is.”

 

He heard a zipper, then a light switch turned off. “Please, Mr. Sex Guru. Enlighten me.”

 

Sean leaned against the wall. “I can’t. It’s against guru policy to divulge the secrets of the next level of sexual satisfaction if you’re not ready. You gotta pass the test first.”

 

He heard footsteps and looked up to see Darcy finally coming downstairs. She wore a long-sleeved green dress and nude high heels. His eyes moved from the roundness of her breasts hidden underneath the dress down over her shapely hips and her exposed legs. She looked good enough to eat.

 

Darcy stopped on the last step, and her warm, familiar minty scent surrounded him. “What kind of test is it? Multiple choice? Short essay?”

 

He reached for her and pulled her snug against him, loving the way her breath hitched when he squeezed her ass.

 

Sean smiled before answering, “It’s an oral exam.”

 

 
Not in My Wildest Dreams (McKenna, #2)Not in My Wildest Dreams by Jamie Hollins
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is book #2, in the McKenna series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader enjoyment and understanding, I recommend reading the series in order.

Darcy has been in love with Sean for almost twenty years. They are best friends. She is getting to a breaking point where it is time to decide can she live with herself if she walks away?

Sean loves having such an amazing buddy. He has no idea how she feels about him. He just knows he never wants to live without her.

This series just gets better and better. I loved this story and the characters! They were so much fun to read. Lots of humor, and some really sexy moments between them. I cannot wait to see what the author will do next.


***This ARC copy was given by Netgalley and its publisher, in exchange for an honest review.

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Kitty's Book Spot!

Interview with Jamie Hollins:

 

I’m really excited to be here on Kitty’s Book Spot! Thanks for having me!

 

1. Do you write to music, or make music playlists for your stories?

 

I can’t write to music. I tried at first, but I found out quickly that I need peace and quiet when I write. Even my dog’s snoring, when he’s curled up next to my desk, is a distraction!

 

I do make playlists though. You can find the playlist for NOT IN MY WILDEST DREAMS on Spotify at - https://open.spotify.com/user/jhollinsauthor/playlist/7cmXShkTUuMze9AfpFdJp6

 

2. What got you started writing romance? (Got you interested in writing)

 

I’m an avid reader and I pretty much read anything I can get my hands on. I read a lot of literary fiction and historical fiction when I was younger, and I realized that my favorite part of every book I read was the romance element. So I started reading a lot of romance and paid attention to the way authors constructed their books, built their characters, and developed their conflicts. About the same time, Quinn and Ewan (from book one in the McKenna Series) started dancing through my mind and I decided I’d give writing a try. I signed up for an online writing class and I kept going from there!

 

3. What is the one genre you hope to one day write, if you haven't already?

 

I’m a huge fan of YA epic fantasy so I’d love to give that a try one day! One thing I can promise is that regardless of which genre I write, my stories will always have a romance element. And I’m pretty positive I could never write a book that didn’t have a happy ending.

 

4. Will you share with us something no one else knows about you?

 

Just like my heroine in NOT IN MY WILDEST DREAMS, I had a secret crush on a guy in high school. Now, you should know that I’m an outgoing person. I can walk into a room full of strangers and strike up a conversation without any issues. Yet whenever I got around this one guy, I would clam up. I couldn’t form an intelligent sentence. WTF! What was wrong with me? Why did I get tongue-tied around this guy?

 

For four years, I seriously crushed on this dude. Four years. It took my mother finally mentioning something to his mother (cringe!!!!) to bring the whole thing to a halt. He wasn’t into me. He thought of me as a friend.

It sucked at the time, but in the long run, it worked out. I’m happily married to my hubster. Thank God for unanswered prayers.

5. Have you ever been part of a fandom? (ie: been a follower/reader of really popular works? EX: Game Of Thrones, Harry Potter, Anne of Green Gables, etc?

 

I’m a loyal Outlander fan, both the books and the TV shows. Right now I’m into everything that Sarah J. Maas writes and I can’t get enough of her Throne of Glass series.

 

 
 
 
Jamie Hollins was born and raised in rural Northeast Ohio.  After graduate school, she embarked on a perilous career in Human Resources where she met plenty of real life characters.  When she’s not writing or chasing after her toddler, she enjoys reading and golfing.  Jamie lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, son, and their dog, Winston.

 
 
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Release Blast - Love Story
  
 
Over the course of one wild road trip, 
feuding childhood sweethearts get a second chance at love.
 
 
LOVE STORY
a Love Unexpectedly novel
Lauren Layne
Releasing February 14th, 2017
Loveswept
 


Over the course of one wild road trip, feuding childhood sweethearts get a second chance at love in this charming rom-com—a standalone novel from the New York Times bestselling author of Blurred Lines and Good Girl.

When Lucy Hawkins receives a job offer in San Francisco, she can’t wait to spread her wings and leave her small Virginia hometown behind. Her close-knit family supports her as best they can, by handing over the keys to a station wagon that’s seen better days. The catch? The cross-country trip comes with a traveling companion: her older brother’s best friend, aka the guy who took Lucy’s virginity hours before breaking her heart.

After spending the past four years and every last dime caring for his sick father, Reece Sullivan will do just about anything to break free of the painful memories—even if it means a two-week road trip with the one girl who’s ever made it past his carefully guarded exterior. But after long days of bickering in the car turn into steamy nights in secluded motel rooms, Reece learns that, when it comes to Lucy, their story is far from over. And this time, they just might have a shot at a happy ending.

Although listed as a title in the Love Unexpectedly Series, all books in the series stand alone.

 
 
 
 
 

 

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Spock, we’re giving you Horny!” my mom blurts out, apparently fed up with my denseness.

 

Her utterance is too much for my siblings to handle and they both burst out laughing, retreating into the kitchen to rejoin the party where there’s wine.

 

Oh what I wouldn’t give for wine right now.

 

I, um . . . you’re giving me the car?” I ask.

 

Because yours broke down,” my dad explains, walking forward to thump Horny’s dented hood.

 

And this one’s . . . not broken down?” I ask skeptically.

 

Look, it’s not that I’m not grateful. My parents are trying to give me a car, I appreciate the sweetness of the gesture, it’s just . . .

 

Here’s the thing about Horny: he barely got us three kids through high school. I mean, Horny is the car that sputtered and shook making it the 3.2 miles to Jefferson High, no matter who was behind the wheel.

 

I’m even going to come all the way clean here and say that early on in my freshmen year, I was embarrassed showing up in Horny. Then I realized I was lucky to have a car at all, and well . . . I dunno, I guess Horny became a part of us Hawkins kids’ charm, because the station wagon was practically an institution from Craig’s high school reign all the way through Brandi’s.

 

But poor Horny quit working years ago. Much to Brandi’s chagrin, he gave up the ghost a mere two months before her high school graduation, and I spent the last bit of her senior year being picked up by my parents.

 

He’s going to take you to California,” Dad says, giving the car another thump.

 

Really?” I step forward and run a tentative finger along the familiar panel. He’s had a bath, so at least that’s something. “Because last I knew, he wouldn’t even make it out of the garage.”

 

Yeah, well, we neglected him for a while, but he’s right as rain now,” Dad says, puffing out his chest as though Horny’s a fourth child.

 

Like, as in he actually starts?”

 

Purrs like a kitten,” my mom says with an emphatic nod, even though I know she doesn’t even like cats. “We didn’t believe it, but we took him to church on Sunday and there were no issues.”

 

I literally bite my tongue to keep from pointing out that this is hardly a feat. Sacred Presbyterian is 0.8 miles away from the house.

 

You took Horny into a shop?” I ask, starting to warm to the idea of having a car again. I’m a little touched, actually. Money is tight for my parents. Dad’s a PE teacher, and Mom gives a mean winery tour, but the gig’s never paid much.

 

Not exactly, it was more of a bartering situation,” Mom says.

 

Yeah?” I say, going around to the driver’s seat, already giddy with the prospect of telling Oscar I’ll be able to come see him in Miami after all, even if I won’t exactly be riding in style.

 

Reece agreed to fix him up.”

 

I’m lowering myself into the car as my dad says this, but I reverse so quickly I hit my head. My skull doesn’t even register the pain, because I’m too busy registering the hurt in my heart at the familiar name. “I’m sorry, what?”

 

Reece,” my mom says, giving me a bemused look. “He’s always been handy with cars.”

 

He fixed up the car in exchange for what?”

 

And then I feel—I actually feel—the air change around me as the side door to the garage opens, and a new presence sucks all the air out of the space.

 

I don’t turn around. I don’t move. But I feel his eyes on me. Over me.

 

Reece is headed out to California too,” my oblivious mother chatters on. “It worked out perfectly actually. Now you two can ride together, and your dad and I don’t have to worry about you alone in the middle of nowhere with a twenty-something-year-old car.

 

They think the car is going to be the problem here? It’s not the car that’s toxic to me. It’s him.

 

Reece Sullivan. My brother’s best friend. My parents’ “other son.”

 

Slowly I force myself to turn, and even though I’m prepped, the force of that ice-blue gaze still does something dangerous to me.

 

He winks, quick and cocky, and I suck in a breath, and I have to wonder . . .

 

I wonder if my parents would feel differently about their little plan if they knew that their makeshift mechanic is the same guy that popped my cherry six years earlier under their very roof.

 

And then broke my heart twenty-four hours later.

 

 

 

Love Story (Love Unexpectedly, #3)Love Story by Lauren Layne
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This is book # 3, in the Love Unexpectedly series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. All the books in this series are great, I recommend reading them in order.

Lucy and Reece have a history she would rather not repeat. Thanks to her parents, she has to spend time with him going across country. Even visit her boyfriend.

Reece is not sure how to approach Lucy other than to just take it day to day. He has loved her forever, but being her brothers best friend seemed to set them apart. Now they have separate lives heading in the same direction. Could this be a sign?

Such a thrilling series and this book is no exception! I love how the characters really are like magnets. This story makes you feel all sorts of things and makes a great bookclub read. I really enjoyed every page as I devoured it.


***This ARC copy was given by Netgalley and its publisher in return for an honest review.

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Lauren Layne is the New York Times bestselling author of over a dozen romantic comedies.
 
A former e-commerce and web marketing manager from Seattle, Lauren relocated to New York City in 2011 to pursue a full-time writing career.
 

She lives in midtown Manhattan with her high-school sweetheart, where she writes smart romantic comedies with just enough sexy-times to make your mother blush. In LL's ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would carry a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books. 
 

 

 

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