Title: Everest

Author: S.L. Scott

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense

Release Date: December 7, 2017

Cover Design: Letitia Hasser ~ RBA Designs

Cover Image: Scott Hoover Photography

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Six foot three. Dynamic green eyes. Utterly irresistible.

Ethan Everest stole my breath the first time I saw him. He romanced me with skill, dazzled me with his charisma, and proceeded to steal my heart right after.

I might have fallen for his easy going smile the first time we met, but I fell for him the second time.

Honey-colored hair. Cherry-kissed lips. Captivatingly gorgeous.

Singer Davis was the first, and only, woman to ever intimidate me. She spoke to my heart with her wit, seduced me with her eyes, and became the only thing that made sense in a world that made none.

I let her slip through my fingers once. I won’t make that mistake twice.

Secrets broke us apart. Can a second chance bring us back together?




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★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Reviewed by Tracey Lou on behalf of KFF

Yet again S L Scott nailed it. I was so excited to read this book and couldn’t wait to dive right on in there.

Singer Davis was a green-eyed brunette with a beautiful smile. She had moved to the bright lights of New York City from a small town and lived in a small apartment with her best friend Melanie. Both girls had big dreams but living in the big city was not living up to all that they had hoped it would be.

Ethan Everest was panty-dropping, knee-weakening handsome. All the ladies loved him and he loved all the ladies, until one bad decision cost him dearly in more ways than one. Once bitten twice shy maybe? He’d first seen Singer at a social gathering where they both had mutual friends. Instantly drawn to her, an encounter on the fire escape could have changed both their lives forever. But the time wasn’t right for both of them.

One year later and Ethan finally asks her out at another social gathering. Only she’s not quite sure where she stands with him. He wants to be friends and she wants more. Ethan can be quite elusive so Singer finds it quite hard to read him. He has secrets and is worried that once she knows them all,  she will think differently of him. And that is the question we all begin to ask and wonder. Will she or won’t she ? 

That is the question that I’m not going to give you the answer to! This is the part in my review where ! tell you to read the book. Ha ha!

Singer Davis was the  character in this book that I most connected with. She was sweet, gentle and always wanting to please everyone. They were a perfect match even if both of them were not willing to admit it to each other just yet.

I really loved the outline for this story. Singer and Ethan were two characters that complimented each other. Ethan was in torment. It had been a rough year for him and only now could he see a bright future in front of him. He was lonely no more. Letting singer into his life and into his heart was the best thing he ever did. Will they both get their happy ending?

This story was well written and the story flowed throughout with ease. I have read quite a few books from this author and to be truthful, she has become one of my favourites. Her style of writing makes every book she has written a worthwhile and stimulating read. My final comment on this book involves the sport of baseball.  I loved how the author incorporated her favourite baseball team, The Houston Astros into her story line, reminding me of the time I had spent in New York City with the team staying at my hotel. (Bet you wished you was there too, huh S L Scott!). *sticks out tongue* If I could give this read more that 5 stars I surely would. So well deserved! Congratulations S L Scott. 



Slipping off my shoes, I dim the lights on the wall panel. I take my clothes off and hang them on a hook near the door before returning to the tub.

   The tub, warm and inviting as I step in, eases my aching feet from my high heels and the tension in my shoulders. I pour some of the bubble suds and giggle. That was so cute and showed me a whole new side to Ethan—the at-home Texan who relates to his roots—instead of the strong, quieter, broodier man I see sometimes.

   While the suds foam and the tub fills, I look out the window. The sky is clear up here. The buildings are far enough apart to avoid spying on neighbors. It’s like floating in heaven.

   I hear his knock on the door, so I call, “Come in,” while making sure the bubbles cover all the important parts.

   Ethan walks in with two glasses of champagne in one hand and the bottle in the other.

   “You came prepared,” I note, leaning back on one side of the tub.

   “I thought I might join you.” He waggles his eyebrows.

   I giggle and reach for a glass. “Come on in,” I reply and wonder if he will really take me up on my dare.

   He sets the bottle and his glass down on the side of the tub. His tie was removed before he came in and I notice his shoes are long gone, along with his jacket. When he starts on the buttons of his shirt, I sit up, scooping suds over me. “Wait, for real?”

   “Yep. I think that tub’s big enough for the two of us.”

   “But you said you don’t take baths.”

   “I also said I’ve never used this one. Seems like an opportune time.”

   “But I’m naked,” I say, worried about everything—his body naked next to mine, not shaving my legs before I went out tonight. My mind flickers through my flaws. Ugh. No. Just no. Not like that. That stuff should be shared in the dark of a bedroom under the influence of alcohol and desperate sex. We’re too sober for this. I’m too sober for this. What does he possibly see in me when he has women like Nicolina waiting?

   He’s more than I’ve imagined, and in some senses, it scares me. He’s the sort of man women like Nicolina land. For once though, it was as if she saw me as competition. The feeling is exhilarating.

   “Like I said, seems like an opportune time.”

   His shirt is dropped, his undershirt following quickly behind. Good God Almighty. What does a guy who looks like that see in me? “I see you like to work out.” I clear my throat and want to bonk my head on the side of the tub for saying it out loud.

   Chuckling, he says, “I have a gym down the hall. It’s how I relieve stress.”

   “I thought that’s what sex was for.” I gasp and cover my mouth, wishing I could keep my crazy thoughts in my head where they belong instead of on my tongue. His eyes are heavy, a smirky smirk restraining a laugh. “God, you cannot let me talk when I’m nervous.”

   “If this is what happens when you’re nervous, I’ll make you nervous more often.” His pants come down and my curiosity is answered. Tonight he’s in boxers. When he catches my eyes on his package, I’m thankful I’m wearing waterproof mascara because I immediately go underwater. Screw my makeup. It’s really the only way to keep my mouth in check at this point. I count to five and then pop back up. With my hands covering my boobs, I ask, “You’re really coming in?”

   “Yes, scoot over.”

   Good God Almighty.

Meet the Author


Living in the capital of Texas with her family, Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She’s obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge though she likes to think she’s a pro.


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