Thursday, April 20, 2017

Paper Fools (Hearts and Arrows #1) by Staci Hart

My Rating: 5  Stars
Sex Scenes: Yes.
Series: Yes, Hearts and Arrows #1
Cover Designer: Quirkybird Designs
Photographer: Lauren Watson Perry
Subject: Don't let the fear of losing keep you from loving. 
Synopsis
Formerly titled Deer in Headlights, Paper Fools has been rewritten and re-edited just for you. 

Aphrodite knows love — just don’t ask her to figure out her own mess. 

Rather than deal with her sticky love life, she toys with the hearts of unwitting humans. It’s a little game she plays, and the stakes are high. Lucky for her, she’s just found the perfect match.

Lex is everything Dean needs, but he can’t have her.

It doesn’t matter that her eyes speak to a long forgotten part of him, or that her art and poetry touch his shredded heart. She’s off limits — crossing that line would implode his band and everything he’s ever cared about. There’s only one option: stay away from her, no matter the cost. Even if the price is his heart.

Dean is everything Lex wants, but she can’t take the risk.

The second she meets him, she knows her heart is in danger. She’s convinced it’s only attraction that has her hung up on the dark, quiet lead singer, but with every day that passes, she knows it’s more. It’s just that she can’t put her heart on the line. She won’t — love has never been worth the sacrifice.


If only they knew they were just pawns in a much bigger game. And in the game of love, Aphrodite never loses.

My Review

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I fell in love with this story, it was a hard book to read, given that we can all feel identified with Lex's fear of losing. I have it tattooed on my self "Don't let the fear of losing keep you from loving". We all have that moment in which we doubt giving in and opening our hearts to the uncertainty of love, but in the end, a few stolen moments of perfect and pure loving are worth an eternity of pain.

Lex was a beautiful character, I had a hard time reading about her lying to Travis, but in the end she did the right thing. I've been there and the author did an amazing job at capturing the pain you can feel when your heart keeps pushing you in that direction and the attraction is so much that it's nearly impossible resisting the pull.

Dean has had a troubled life, and he is the proof that everyone can change when the right person comes along, sometimes it doesn't work and you end up in a world of pain, and other times it just might give you your HEA.

This is a story of loss and love, the fact that we get two underlying love stories from the Gods makes it even better. 

All of the characters learn to forgive and to let go when they accept that love is not there anymore. As easy as it sounds, when you are faced with the emptiness and fear of being alone, like Lex and Dita did, it's not that easy to let go and leave the comfort you are used to. But like the author perfectly showed us, if you don't take the leap you can miss out on something beautiful.

I'm awed, this book broke my heart and made beat so hard it sang so many times during the ride that I didn't know what was going on, I just knew that it left me with a true lesson on life and love.




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Excerpt: 

She reached into her bag, digging around in the black hole for her book, but looked up, sensing someone in front of her. 
When her eyes locked on his, she froze.
They were the greenest eyes she’d ever seen, shocking and bright, rimmed by thick, dark lashes. His long face was graced with an elegant nose and wide lips bent in a crooked smile. And he was tall, really tall, with ebony hair that fell forward as he looked down at her. He pushed it back without seeming to think about it, but it still looked perfectly tossed, like he’d just rolled out of bed.
She realized she still hadn’t taken a breath and flushed as she fumbled and almost dropped her book. 
“Uh, hi. I’m Lex.” She tossed her hand in a wave, hoping she looked casual.
He paused for a second, watching her with an expression she couldn’t quite place. The moment seemed to stretch on forever, and as she studied him, it dawned on her that he was amused. This unnerved her, even more so when it dawned upon her that it was exactly what he wanted.
“Hey,” he said, the timbre of his voice deep and full. “I’m Dean.”
Lex realized her mouth was open. And that he was smirking. And that he was dead sexy while he was doing it. 
She closed her mouth and cocked an eyebrow, putting on her snark to hide the fact that he’d gotten to her. 
“Dean, huh? I heard they call you Professor Panty Dropper.”
His smile stretched wider. “Oh, is that what they say?”
“They do.”
A tall blond, who she guessed was Roe, stood at the microphone, glaring at them. “Mic check, Dean.”
They stared at each other like idiots for a split second longer before Dean turned to pick up his guitar, and he took his place with the rest of the band. She watched him walk away and blinked a few times before turning to her bag again, not looking for anything in particular — she only wanted to keep her hands busy and her eyes off of Dean while she scraped her dignity off the floor.

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About the Author
Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life -- a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can't forget that. She's also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She's been a wife, though she's certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She's also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she's been drinking whiskey. 

From roots in Houston to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she's not writing, she's reading, sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.



Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Walk of Shame (Love Unexpectedly #4) by Lauren Layne

My Rating:  5 Stars
Sex Scenes: Yes.
Series: Yes, Love Unexpectedly #4
Subject:Opposites attract.
Releasing April 18, 2017

Loveswept
Synopsis
Sparks fly between a misunderstood New York socialite and a cynical divorce lawyer in this lively standalone rom-com from the USA Today bestselling author of Blurred Lines and Love Story.

Pampered heiress Georgianna Watkins has a party-girl image to maintain, but all the shopping and clubbing is starting to feel a little bit hollow—and a whole lot lonely. Though Georgie would never admit it, the highlights of her week are the mornings when she comes home at the same time as her uptight, workaholic neighbor is leaving to hit the gym and put in a long day at the office. Teasing him is the most fun Georgie’s had in years—and the fuel for all her naughtiest daydreams.


Celebrity divorce attorney Andrew Mulroney doesn’t have much time for women, especially spoiled tabloid princesses who spend more time on Page Six than at an actual job. Although Georgie’s drop-dead gorgeous, she’s also everything Andrew resents: the type of girl who inherited her penthouse instead of earning it. But after Andrew caps one of their predawn sparring sessions with a surprise kiss—a kiss that’s caught on camera—all of Manhattan is gossiping about whether they’re a real couple. And nobody’s more surprised than Andrew to find that the answer just might be yes.











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I LOVE Lauren’s books, I’m always so excited when I get the chance to read and review them! 

The Love Unexpectedly Series has been truly special too, gifting us with sexy, strong and captivating gentleman who had starred in my dreams ever since.

In this book we meet Georgianna and Andrew, they are complete opposite and even at the beginning when we had no idea what would happen we can feel the tension . 
He finds her irritating, she is loud, sparkly and a distraction for his perfect scheduled life, and he can’t seem to get enough of her.

Georgie is sweet, bubbly and loves to stay up all night dancing and partying; and since she can afford it there’s nothing stopping her, until him. 

Their battle starts as a bickering war but soon evolves into something else altogether. 

Opposite attract takes a whole new meaning in this love story where the characters couldn’t be any more different and at the same time any more compatible.

Andrew was a different kind of alpha, he was awkward and he needed time to understand his feelings and learn what to do with those. He filters everything through his head and sometimes in love you just have to go with your heart. He needs to be strong and surrender himself to a game he has never played. And when he does, there's no stopping him, just WOW an uninhibited Andrew was just too hot to handle, beware!

Georgie is not used to getting so attached to people, she just haves fun and moves on, until she gets lost in Andrew's intense stare and she is having trouble understanding his deal. 

A beautiful love story, the characters had an insane attraction and it could be felt through the pages. 






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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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Excerpt 

And who is he, you ask?
Andrew Mulroney, Esquire.
I know this because we moved into the building on the exact same day, and right before we got into a horrendous fight over whose movers should have access to the building loading dock first, he handed me his business card.
The thick white card stock declared that he had a fancy law degree to go along with the fancy suit he was wearing on a Saturday.
Andrew handed it over with such superiority, I actually wished for a half second that I had a business card of my own that would somehow be better than his. Like, lined with gold or something. No, platinum. With a diamond in the corner. It would be too heavy for him to hold, and he’d drop it, thus having to kneel at my feet to pick it up.
But then I realized it was just as well that I didn’t have a business card.
Because it would say . . . what? Georgie Watkins, professional party girl?
Anyway, I digress. Despite the high temps of that swampy July morning, the encounter had been the start of an epic cold war.
Me, the socialite in apartment 86A against the uptight esquire in apartment 79B.
I’m not entirely sure I’m winning the war, but I’ll never tell him that.
I let my gaze drift over Andrew, even though his appearance rarely holds any surprises. The man’s a lesson in sameness, like some sort of anal-retentive version of Groundhog Day.
There’s always the black mug with some healthy gunk inside held in his right hand, Tom Ford briefcase and Armani garment bag in his left, containing what I know to be a perfectly tailored three-piece suit.
Andrew’s coppery hair is perfectly styled, although I’d swear that there’s some natural curl in there threatening to disrupt his perfect order. I imagine that annoys him, so it therefore makes me happy. 
Let’s see, what else about my nemesis?
He’s got a hard, unfriendly jawline that’s perfectly shaven. 
Dark brown eyes, cold and flat. Black gym bag over one shoulder.
I suppose you could say he changes up his attire, because he does alternate between black and gray gym shirts. But considering that they seem to be the exact same fit, both colors molding perfectly to his impressively sculpted upper body, we’re not giving him any points for variety there.
Same goes for the lower half. The black shorts worn in summer have given way to sleek black sweatpants now that October’s upon us, but they’re both black and Nike, so we’ll give him no credit for changing it up there either.
The shoes, though . . .
I do a double take.
Well, well, well . . .
Instead of the usual black gym shoes, the man’s shoes are red. I don’t know how I missed it before.
I drag my eyes back up his body with a grin, and he gives just the slightest roll of his eyes to indicate that he’s noticed my slow perusal and isn’t fazed in the least.
“You went shopping, Dorothy!” I say happily.
He stares at me. “I don’t shop.”
Of course not. Far too frivolous.
“No, that makes sense,” I say, pointing at his feet. “Glinda would have given these to you.”
Andrew looks down at his Rolex watch. “I’ve got to go. Have a good day, Mr. Ramirez.”
“You too, Mr. Mulroney,” Ramon says with a deferential nod. “Enjoy your workout.”
“Yes, do,” I say, turning and watching as Andrew moves toward the front door of our building. “What’s on the schedule today? Treadmill, or just skipping down the Yellow Brick Road?”
Andrew Mulroney, Esquire, doesn’t respond. He doesn’t even turn before pushing through the revolving doors and stepping out into the still-dark autumn morning.
Now come on. Tell me that wasn’t at least a little bit fun, despite the ungodly hour.

Taken by The Billionaire (Sold to The Billionaire #2) by J.L. Beck

My Rating:  4 Stars
Sex Scenes: Yes.
Series: Yes, Sold to The Billionaire #2.
Subject: The ultimate fight for love.
Synopsis
I paid half a million dollars for her body but she refused to give me her heart... 

She told me she would never love me because of the sinfully wrong things I swore I would do to her, so I made the biggest mistake of my life and let her go.

It isn’t until three years later when another man comes into the picture that I feel the need to step in, after all my sweet little angel’s virginity is still mine and I’ll do whatever the hell I need to, too show her that.

I may have let her go once, but this time I'm taking what's rightfully mine. 

Her heart, her body, and her soul. 


-This is a DARK romance, heed the warning. If you don't like alpha's, the mafia, explicit sex, or swearing then you probably shouldn't even consider reading this book. Can be read as a standalone, or in conjunction with the first two books in the series.-

My Review
Book given in exchange of an honest review.

Third book in the series and things get darker and darker. Seth is back and he wants his Angel back too but it's not gonna be that easy.

He has changed but in his life things are not that easy and he is confronted with the choice of going back to who he was or loosing the only thing he has left.

Taylor has changed too, she is now jaded, life has not been fair to her and she is in need of a savior.

It's a thrilling read and I was on the edge on my seat the whole time, needless to say I read it all in one sit and was left wanting more... that cliffhanger almost killed me!!










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Monday, April 17, 2017

Truly, Madly, Whiskey by Melissa Foster

My Rating:  4 Stars
Sex Scenes: Yes.
Series: No.
Releasing April 10, 2017
World Literary Press
Subject: Everyone needs their strong and warm bear.

Synopsis
A new, emotionally riveting, sexy standalone romance by New York Times bestselling author Melissa Foster.

Watch mysteriously sexy Bear Whiskey claw his way to his happily ever after with sassy, rebellious Crystal Moon. 

In TRULY, MADLY, WHISKEY...
Eight months is a long damn time to have the hots for a woman who keeps a guy at arm's length. But Crystal Moon is no ordinary woman. She's a sinfully sexy, sass-mouthed badass, and the subject of Bear Whiskey's midnight fantasies. She's also one of his closest friends.

Just when Crystal thinks she has her life under control, scorching-hot, possessive, aggressive, and fiercely loyal Bear pushes all her sexual buttons, relentless in his pursuit to make her his.

The more Bear pushes, the hotter their passion burns, unearthing memories for Crystal that are best kept buried. But there's no stopping the collision of her past and present, catapulting the two lovers down an emotionally charged road that has them questioning all they thought they knew about themselves.









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Bear is obsessed, he can't stop thinking about Crystal since the moment they met and it's driving him insane; he knows she wants him, he can see it in her eyes and he can't figure out what's holding her back.

Crystal has a dark past and a secret but she is not ready to let people in. She fights bear because she is scared he will see too much and blow her cover.


I enjoyed this book a lot! Crystal is a really strong woman, considering everything she had to face through her life. She is a little broken too but who wouldn't be?
Trusting again after everything that has happened to her is not an easy task but if you happen to run into someone like bear it might be impossible to resist giving in.

I loved bear, he knew what he wanted and he wasn't scared to go for it, it didn't mater what it took, he wasn't afraid of looking like a fool if in the end he got her. He was so patient with her, it warmed my heart just how much he was willing to give up to make her happy.

A true love story, where the characters make each other stronger and become better and happier than any of them thought they could be.

The sex scenes are just perfect, the intimacy and attraction we are dealing with is not something you can take lightly and it was hard to look away from their fire.

First book by the author and I have to say I'm a fan!





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Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance and new adult romance with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family oriented–perfect beach reads for contemporary romance lovers who enjoy reading about wealthy heroes and smart, sassy heroines.




Excerpt

“Really, Bear. I can drop you at your place before I go to the fabric shop.” Crystal started the car, feeling more in control than she had inside the shop. She hated the way she’d frozen up when things had gotten hot between them. She wanted him. After putting herself through three years of therapy, dealing with not only the trauma of the attack, but the bullshit with her mother and the loss of her father, she was sure she could handle anything. She’d dated other guys since she’d left college without issue. Why did it have to be different with the only guy she wanted to be close to? It pissed her off that her past still owned a piece of her, and she needed to get over it before Bear got fed up and walked away for good.
“I have to go to the store anyway.” He flashed one of his smiles. “We might as well go together.”
“You need to go to the fabric store?” she said flatly, knowing he was bullshitting her. She realized her car smelled different, cleaner. The seats were shiny, the dashboard dust free. “Did you clean my car?”
“Detailed it,” he said casually, as if he did this type of thing every day. For all she knew, he did. “Changed your oil, topped off your fluids. You really need to do those things every three thousand miles.” He touched the doll hanging from her rearview mirror. “I dusted off this, too, even though I’m a little worried that it’s a voodoo doll.”
She wasn’t about to tell him it was a worry doll that she loved more than life itself.
“Bear.” She couldn’t suppress her smile about the voodoo doll as she drove toward the store. “You really need to stop acting like you have to take care of me. I appreciate you handling the inspection, which I’m paying you for, by the way. But you don’t have to do all these things for me. I already like who you are.” Even if I have a hard time showing it.
“I know you do,” he said, as cocky as ever.
Why is that such a turn-on?
“I didn’t do it to get your attention. Shit, six three, two thirty.” He flexed his biceps and winked. “You’re sitting next to Peaceful Harbor gold, baby. I’ve got your attention.”
She couldn’t suppress a laugh. “That you do, and probably half the women in this town.”
“Only half?”
He kept her laughing the whole way to the fabric store, and it was just what she needed. It really had been a long day. They’d hosted three parties, and one of the mothers was just about the most obnoxious woman on earth. She’d pushed her daughter toward pink frilly outfits for the first half hour, when all the little cutie had wanted was to dress up as a skateboard princess. Gemma realized Crystal was going to strangle the wench, and she’d calmly suggested the woman head down to Jazzy Joe’s for coffee. The rest of her day hadn’t been much better. Plus, she’d spent the morning overthinking everything about her relationship with Bear, which was probably why she’d freaked out when she’d really been dying to kiss him.
She parked in front of the fabric store. There were some things that just didn’t fit in the world as Crystal knew it, and Bear Whiskey clad in a tight black T-shirt that said Whiskey Bro’s across his massive chest, a pair of snug, low-slung black jeans, and leather boots strutting into Jennilyn’s Fabric was on the top of the list. 
She pulled her list from her bag as his eyes coasted over the store. What was he thinking, coming with her? That was dedication she could not ignore. The epitome of commitment. 
That is Bear. 
My Bear?
She toyed with that as he draped his arm over her shoulder. She wondered what had taken him so long. She’d expected him to do it the second she’d stepped from the car, but he was probably in shock that they were actually going to a fabric store. She smiled to herself as he leaned closer and rubbed his nose along her cheek.
“Can I help you?” she asked with a laugh.
“You smell like jelly beans, and I happen to have a thing for sugary goodness.”
“You can’t seriously have that good a sense of smell.”
He pressed an unexpected, and deliciously warm, kiss to her cheek and reached into her purse, withdrawing a bag of jelly beans. “Hoarding? Or were we going to hide these later in your body and let me find them?” He moved his mouth beside her ear and whispered, “Blindfolded. With my hands tied behind my back.”
He nudged her deeper into the store. Holy crap. She’d stopped walking. Was she breathing? And was that a thing? Blindfolded? Hands tied behind his back? Oh, the control that would give her. She’d be at no risk of being overpowered. But would she want that much control? She imagined herself lying naked on her bed, watching as his greedy mouth moved over her breasts, down her belly, and she felt herself go damp.
No, no, no. 
Ice cream. Ice baths. Cow poop!
Her body continued vibrating from the inside out. This was bad. Really, really bad. Like a virus she couldn’t shake. She needed an anti-Bear pill. Stat


Friday, April 14, 2017

The Playboy Bachelor (The Bachelors of Arizona #2) by Rachel Van Dyken

My Rating:  5 Stars
Sex Scenes: Yes.
Series: Yes, The Bachelors of Arizona #2.
Subject: A Second chance at love.
Synopsis
She's no Sleeping Beauty. And he's definitely no prince . . . Margot McCleery could have lived her whole life without seeing Bentley Wellington again-her ex-best friend and the poster boy for Hot, Rich Man-Whores everywhere. But Margot's whiskey-augmented grandmother "buys" Bentley at a charity bachelor auction, and now suddenly he's at her door. Impossibly charming. Impossibly sexy. And still a complete and utter jackass. Bentley's just been coerced by his grandfather to spend the next thirty days charming and romancing the reclusive red-haired beauty who hates him. The woman he abandoned when she needed him the most. Bentley knows just as much about romance as he knows about love-nothing. But the more time he spends with Margot, the more he realizes that "just friends" will never be enough. Now all he has to do is convince her to trust him with her heart . . . 

My Review

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I loved the first book in the series and this one was no exception! 

Now it's Bentley's turn to face the matchmakers and he is in for a wild and rough ride. The story begins where we left of in the first book, he has been bought and he is spending a weekend with this mysterious woman (for us till now) from his past.

Bentley surprised me, he seemed like such an idiot when we first met him,don't get me wrong he was funny but he treated women like they worthless toys and that didn't sit well with me.

In this book we meet his exception. Margot suffered a great loss and she hasn't been the same since, she has lost touch with the world and with herself, and it's his job to get her back.

The story was fun and I couldn't put the book down! They are perfect together, even when they fight you can see how much they know each other and how deeply they care about one another.

Their attraction hasn't changed even though they haven't been close for years. They fight every step of the way, but realising they are still those two kids who couldn't stay apart is their biggest challenge.

Bentley had far more issues than what he showed us at first, he is so scared of losing that he just took himself out of the game altogether. But if he wants the HEA he needs to fight for it, risking everything, because true love never comes easy, or so they say.






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Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Dancing in the Rain by Kelly Jamieson

My Rating:  4 Stars
Sex Scenes: Yes.
Series: No.
Subject: Live your life as if each day was your last.

Synopsis

A retired athlete meets the daughter he never knew—along with the woman who reignites his passions—in this powerful standalone romance from the bestselling author of Hot Shot and the Heller Brothers series.

Drew Sellers is drowning in broken dreams and empty beer bottles. Hockey was his world, until a bum knee reduced him from superstar to has-been. Then he learns that, thanks to a one-night-stand back in college, he’s the father of a preteen girl with major issues. Her protective aunt sees right through Drew’s BS, but “Auntie P” is no stereotypical spinster. With her slender curves, toned legs, and luscious lips, she has Drew indulging in fantasies that aren’t exactly family-friendly.

At another point in her life, Peyton Watt would have been all over a cocky alpha male who pushes all her buttons like Drew. Right now, though, she needs to focus on taking care of her niece during her sister’s health crisis, all while holding down a job and keeping her own head above water. Besides, Drew’s clearly no father of the year. He’s unemployed. He drinks too much. And he’s living in the past. But after Peyton gets a glimpse of the genuine man behind his tough-guy façade, she’s hooked—and there’s no going back.

My Review

Book given in exchange of an honest review.

Another Kelly Jamieson success, in this book we get to fall in love with Drew, Peyton, Chloe and Sarah. Their story is not all hearts and rainbows but it's a real one, they help each other become better persons; by being together they become stronger and there's nothing they can't face.

They have been put in an impossible situation and Drew steps up and becomes who they need him to be, he is ready to do anything to help them.
He discovers he is much stronger than he though he was, and that helps him move on from his own problems.

Peyton is loosing everything and her life is changing faster than she can handle. On top of all that there's him, he is everything she wants and she can't have him.

I love the chemistry between the characters, they are perfect for each other, and we get to read about them fighting their attraction until there's nothing they can do to stop it.

An amazing tale about love in all it's forms, and just how far are you willing to go for the people you care about.

It all about enjoying every moment like it was your last, even if that means dancing in the rain.


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Twist (Dive Bar #2) by Kylie Scott

My Rating:  5 Stars
Sex Scenes: Yes.
Series: Yes, Dive Bar #2
Subject: Sometimes what you thought you wanted couldn't be farther from the truth.

Synopsis
When his younger brother loses interest in online dating, hot, bearded, bartender extraordinaire, Joe Collins, only intends to log into his account and shut it down. Until he reads about her.

Alex Parks is funny, friendly, and pretty much everything he's been looking for in a woman. And in no time at all they're emailing up a storm, telling each other their deepest darkest secrets... apart from the one that really matters.

And when it comes to love, serving it straight up works better than with a twist. 


My Review

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I really enjoy all of the books I'm given for reviewing; I got to know some amazing authors and their impressive work, but I have to admit it's always a thrill when I get a chance to read and review a book from one of my favorite authors.
I've fallen in love with Kylie's writing and characters when I first stumbled upon Lick and the Stage Dive series and now I get to do the same with these amazing bunch in the Dive Bar Series.

This time we get to read about Joe and Alex, they weren't each other's type or that is what they thought, but life had some surprises in store for them.

Their first encounter couldn't have gone worse and it seems there's no way they could ever see eye to eye again, Alex can't stand liars and in her eyes, this stranger is just that. 

Joe has a great challenge in front of him, he needs to convince this intriguing woman, that he is not a liar and that everything was just a small mistake, so she can trust him again.

Their story is entertaining and has some uncomfortable moments for sure; how weird could it be to get to know someone and at the same time realize that you know them more than you though you did. 

What will she do when she realizes that almost everything was true and she has known Joe for a long time?

Sparks fly and they need to get over their pride and fears before its too late. True love doesn't take into account your supposed tastes or whether you live close or far away; it just hits you and the only thing you can do is try to survive the fall.

Joe is my type of alpha, he is strong and sweet just in the right amounts, get ready to fall in love!

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Excerpt

Hit the road to Spokane. Sure, I’d be loitering around the airport for hours and hours, but even that had to beat rehashing my oh- so-recent embarrassing past with this guy.
What I really wanted to do was swan-dive into a big soft bed and sleep for about a week. Too bad that wasn’t an option.
Opposite me, Joe sat forward in his seat, arms braced on the table. I’d returned to my usual attire, skinny jeans and boots (there were only two pairs of socks and about a hundred Band-Aids covering my poor blistered feet) and a black bulky, comfy sweater. No makeup or hair styling, that’s for sure. If the man was surprised by the lack of last night’s glamour, it didn’t show.
With all the body-shaping underwear, lip gloss, heels, and tiny dress, you could almost say I’d been fibbing about who I was. His lie, however, left my Spanx and push-up bra way behind.
We both stayed silent, watching each other warily.
A cute, perky waitress appeared, smile stretched wide at the sight of Joe. A curious gaze looked me over, then dismissed me. I swear, it took the woman no more than a nanosecond to decide I wasn’t any competition for my disheveled, hirsute, tattooed companion. Little did she know I’d always thought Jean Grey in X- Men got it right, Cyclops was a way better bet than Wolverine. All of that testosterone and bad attitude mixed with a screwy face and general give no shits about his appearance was not so wonderful. In all honesty, I’d take cool, calm, and well kept over anger management and body hair issues any day of the week. Joe was all hers. She turned slightly and hitched her hip, subtly blocking me out of the conversation.
Oh yeah, I’d be leaving her a real big tip. Something along the lines of “fuck off.”
“Hey,” purred the waitress. “Good to see you, Joe.”
“Hi, Jess.”
“The usual?”
Joe turned to me, apparently unaware he was being oh so obviously hit on. Interesting, his eyes were hazel in the sun, chocolate brown flecked with amber. Last night they’d seemed dark and furtive, brimming over with secrets and lies, but this morning, he was just a guy. Funnily enough, one I thought I’d known, though it turned out I hadn’t had a clue. Or maybe it was the other way around. I thought I hadn’t known much about him, but actually in a strange sort of way I did—which only complicated things further.
“They do great coffee and fresh juices here,” he said. “Excellent pancakes. Sound good?”
“Sure.”
Again, a small, safe smile, then he ordered for both of us. I did my best to tune out Joe and the waitress. Proving she had all the moves, however, cute, perky waitress then placed a hand on the table and leaned forward, giving the man a clear view down her shirt. All right, so I might have had a bit of breast envy on account of my minimal mammaries. And yeah, care of recent events and my head cold, my mood registered right around crap level. But if she was the universe’s way of messing with me, in an effort to pass along the message that Joe was in fact attractive, well . . . duh. I already knew that. Beards and bulk were on many a woman’s wish list. They just hadn’t been on mine. Could be I’d watched Keanu Reeves in The Matrix one too many times. That slick dark hair and cool out ts. Rawr.
“Are you sure I can’t get you anything else, Joe?” she asked, sucking on the end of her pen in a manner that would have made a porn star feel mildly uncomfortable.
“No, I think we’re good.” Joe looked my way. “Alex?” “All good over here.”
“Thanks, Jess.”
“Tell Eric I said hi,” said the waitress.
Joe gave her a friendly smile. “Will do.”
With a wiggle of the fingers, cute waitress sashayed her tiny little butt back o inside. Yes, fine. I’m a little sensitive about the size of my ass too. In all honestly, my issues are many.
“Friendly girl,” I muttered, hunkering down in my black wool coat.
Joe said nothing.
“Hypothetical question,” I said, my chin inching up a bit. “A waiter hits on the woman you’re with, what do you do?”
He blinked. “There a reason for this question?”
“Just curious.” I shook my head. “Never mind.”
It’s not like it mattered, because after this unfortunate breakfast we’d probably never cross paths again. So the waitress had rubbed me the wrong way. Such was life. Let it go. Move forward. Blah blah blah.
He cleared his throat. “If a waiter hits on the girl I’m with, I do nothing.”
“Nothing?”
“Not unless it’s upsetting her.”
Hmm. “Why only then?”
“If it’s not upsetting her, then the problem’s mine.” He settled back in his chair, stretching out his long legs and crossing them at the ankle. “Make a big deal out of it and I look like a jealous douche bag who doesn’t trust his woman to ignore that sort of shit.”
“What if she enjoys that sort of shit?”
“Then I’m with the wrong woman.”
“Huh.”
“What about you? What if a man you were on a date with started flirting with the waitress?”
“Then I’m out of there.” I sighed and stared off down the street. Downtown Coeur d’Alene was a pretty place. And a somewhat strange one. “That is a very colorful moose.”
Joe turned in his chair, peering through the window at the brilliantly painted statue on the corner. “Yeah. They do different art installations every summer then sell them o as a fundraiser at the end of the season to pay the artists.”
“Wow.”
“Moose were the theme one year. Another time we had fountains on every corner. It was a little crazy,” he said.
“Cool.”
He tipped his chin, studying me.
I took the opportunity to sniffle. So feminine.
“I wanted to talk to you a bit more about what happened between us online,” he said, his mouth a serious straight line. “How I came to use my brother’s profile.”
Ugh. “I’m pretty sure I found out everything I needed to know last night.”
“I didn’t mean to lie to you, Alex.”
“Once is a mistake.” I crossed my legs, kicking my black leather bootie back and forth. So I was a little aggravated. Sue me. “Months’ worth of emails is not. You could have introduced yourself to me, Joe, told me who you really were. You chose not to. Christ, no wonder you kept putting off meeting. I should have known something was wrong.”
“You’re right. I shouldn’t try to sell you excuses.”