REVIEW ~ BOY TOY by Sarina Bowen & Tanya Eby is LIVE!

We are delighted to share Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby’s all-new romantic comedy
stand-alone, BOY TOY

Title: BOY TOY

Authors: Sarina Bowen & Tanya Eby

Stand-alone Series: Man Hands #3

Genre: Romantic Comedy

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A brand new romantic comedy from your favorite snort-laughing duo!

Liam
The moment Sadie Matthews walks through the daycare center door, I feel my world tilt in her direction. Again. I fell for her when I was fourteen, and I’m still not over her. Problem: she still thinks of me as a teen she used to babysit. But I’ve learned a few things about pleasing a woman in the last fifteen years. I can’t wait to show her how good it could be. I need to move quickly before I lose her again. This is more than a game to me, but I still plan to win.

Sadie
I’ve just survived the worst year of my life. As a single mom of twin toddlers, I don’t have time for a man. I barely have time to finish a thought. Who knew that Liam McAllister would grow up to be so devastating? He’s everything my husband was not: tall, built, and willing to have a tea party with my girls.

I can’t possibly get involved with him. He’s too young for me. Too handsome. But he’s so persuasive…

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KFF’s 4 ★ Review

This is the first time we’ve read a romantic comedy co-written by these two authors and it has to be said that we were impressed. Bowen is not a new author to us, Eby is and ooh boy, what a great team they make. We’re not actually sure if the genre was correctly categorised though. Yes, good laughs abound; however, there is so much more to this read than we could ever have wished for. The premise of the story is out of the ordinary in the respect that the tables were turned regarding what we’d normally expect in this kind of a read. And although it worked a treat and the title fits perfectly, what stands out is how the protagonists felt about their situation and if others would consider it acceptable.

Seeing as single dad novels have been trending for quite a while, it was a refreshing change to meet a single mum who’s a tad older than the male character. And to make matters more interesting, she’s got two lovable twins that don’t give her a minutes rest. Believe us, we cracked up with some of their quirky ways. What caught our attention is it’s not your typical boy meets girl romance, either. Far from it; they’ve known each other for ages, had lost touch and bumped into each other. Where? You may ask! We’re going to leave out this little-big detail for you to discover since we have no doubt you love surprises as much as us.

Sadie Matthews is getting her act together after divorcing her husband for reasons which made our blood boil. We loved her strength, how she’s coping with everyday life on her own. Mind you, she got some bosom buddies who are always willing to lend a hand when they’re not busy with their men. And then Liam. Hmm.. he’s ready at the helm in more ways than one.

Besides being drop-dead gorgeous, we thought Liam was a really confident young man. He knows what he wants in his professional life and even more in his personal one. Question is, is Sadie out of bounds. Now here is a guy that knows what he’s doing as far as kids are concerned. He made us swoon, never loses his cool, and values family…yes ladies, we’re not exaggerating at all!  Not surprisingly, Sadie is quite taken with him. Hmm…but there’s an elephant in the room, so it’s going to take quite a bit of convincing on Liam’s part to get Sadie at the very least, to go out with him.

The authors went to town with the character development and the setting is simply breathtaking. The dual perspective in present just happens to be one of our fave storytelling techniques, too. Boy Toy is the third book in the Man Hands standalone series, and if this book is anything to go by, we’ll definitely be one-clicking the others. This is a feel-good romance, not in the least bit melodramatic and will ease the smiles out of you. It certainly had us chuckling to ourselves. And the steaminess….your summer is about to get even hotter ladies!  Bravo Bowen and Eby!

 

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Meet Sarina

Sarina Bowen is the RITA® Award winning author of over two dozen contemporary and LGTB romance novels. She most recently hit the USA Today bestseller’s list in February, with Brooklynaire. Formerly a derivatives trader on Wall Street, Sarina holds a BA in economics from Yale University.

Sarina Bowen is a New Englander whose Vermont ancestors cut timber and farmed the north country since the 1760s. Sarina is grateful for the invention of indoor plumbing and wi-fi during the intervening 250 years. On a few wooded acres, she lives with her husband, two boys, and an ungodly amount of ski and hockey gear.

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Meet Tanya

Tanya is a starving artist without the starving part. Maybe, then, she’s a snacking artist. She lives in Grand Rapids, Michigan with her two kids and tiki-obssessed husband and writes quirky fiction.

After writing a gripping, dark, gothic novel IN THE GARDEN ROOM, Tanya decided to switch it up. She’s hard at work on a romcom, which doesn’t feel like work at all.

She likes to keep things interesting.

She is also an award-winning narrator and audiobook publisher. She has been lucky to narrate some of the best books around…600 and counting! Many of the books she narrates are NY Times bestsellers.

She loves the challenge of narrating and truly adores words. Reading other writers’ work encourages her to keep working on her own.

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BRYNN
At thirty-four, I’m reeling from a divorce. I don’t want to party or try to move on. I just want to stay home and post a new recipe on my blog: Brynn’s Dips and Balls.
But my friends aren’t having it. Get out there again, they say. It will be fun, they say. I’m still taking a hard pass.
Free designer cocktails, they say. And that’s a game-changer.
Too bad my ex shows up with his new arm candy. That’s when I lose my mind. But when my besties dare me to leap on the first single man I see, they don’t expect me to actually go through with it.

TOM
All I need right now is some peace and quiet while my home renovation TV show is on hiatus. But when a curvy woman in a red wrap dress charges me like she’s a gymnast about to mount my high bar, all I can do is brace myself and catch her. What follows is the hottest experience of my adult life.
I want a repeat, but my flying Cinderella disappears immediately afterward. She doesn’t leave a glass slipper, either—just a pair of panties with chocolate bunnies printed on them.
But I will find her.

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A sexy new stand-alone comedy.

“Look at me.”
I do it, because his tone commands me to.
“Listen, honey bear. I want you. All of you. Right now. But you need to know this: I will hold your purse. I’ll cry while watching Lifetime movies with you. I will shop for shoes. (Nice strappy wedges, by the way. Great color.) I will surrender to you everywhere, except in the bedroom. Tonight I need you to let me take the lead. Can you do that?”
The old Ashley wants to. But the new Ashley knows better than to trust a man. Even one as fascinating as Sebastian Braht…

This book is what other romantic comedies should aspire to be when they grow up. Romance Rehab

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COVER REVEAL ~ DEAR JANE by Kendall Ryan

WE ARE THRILLED TO BRING YOU THE COVER FOR DEAR JANE FROM NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR KENDALL RYAN RELEASING OCTOBER 15TH!

 

I broke her heart ten years ago and left town.

She hates me, and rightly so. It doesn’t matter that the rest of the country loves me, that I’m a starting quarterback with a multimillion-dollar contract. Because when I look in the mirror, all I see is a failure who was too young—and too afraid—to fight for what I wanted.

But I’m not that guy anymore, and all I need is one shot to convince her.

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He has no idea what happened after he left. And now I’m supposed to work alongside him like we don’t have this huge, messy history?

But I’m older now, wiser, and I won’t let anything stand in my way of doing a good job for this league. Not even one overpaid, arrogant player who thinks we’re going to kiss and make up.

News flash, buddy: I am over you.

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A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than two dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 1.5 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world. She’s a traditionally published author with Simon & Schuster and Harper Collins UK, as well as an independently published author. Since she first began self-publishing in 2012, she’s appeared at #1 on Barnes & Noble and iBooks charts around the world. Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than three dozen times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine.

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RICHER THAN SIN by Meghan March is LIVE!

 

From New York Times bestselling author Meghan March comes a brand new saga of forbidden love and second chances.

A Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after. Our family feud is the stuff of legends.

Ten years ago, Whitney Gable caught me off guard with her long legs and grab-you-by-the-balls blue eyes.

I didn’t know or care what her name was.

Like any Riscoff worth the family name, I went after what I wanted. We burned like a flash fire until she married another man.

She hates me, and she should.

I objected on her wedding day.

Now she’s home, with those same long legs and man-eater stare, but there’s no ring on her finger.

They say a Riscoff and a Gable can never live happily ever after . . . but I’m not done with Whitney Gable.

I’ll never be done with her.

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GUILTY AS SIN coming 18th September

That’s the way the world works, right?

I’m tired of being convicted without evidence, all because my last name is Gable.

The Riscoffs might own this town, but I’m done following their rules.

If only I could forget just how easily Lincoln Riscoff can drag me under his spell.

 

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REVELING IN SIN coming 23rd October

Whitney Gable is the kind of woman you fight to the death to protect.

To keep.

To cherish.

I’ve finally learned my lesson, and it’s time to prove I’m the man who’s worthy of her.

I don’t care what it takes, because failure is not an option.

No matter who or what stands in our way—this time, she’ll be mine forever

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A New York Times, #1 Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of over twenty novels, Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practising corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had.

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COVER REVEAL ~ NOT UNTIL YOU by Corinne Michaels

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Not Until You by Corinne Michaels
Publication Date: September 24th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Photography: Perrywinkle Photography
Cover Design: Sommer Stein, Perfect Pear Creative

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I have two rules in life:
1. No relationships, falling in love or attachments.
2. No sleeping with clients of my interior design firm.

Since the last guy turned out to be married, they’ve been easy to follow.

Until him.

Callum Huxley is a ridiculously sexy Brit, and the connection we have the moment our eyes lock scares the ever-loving hell out of me. Thank God I came to my senses before going back to his hotel where I would’ve ended up naked, panting, and unable to forget him.

Thinking I walked away from that night unscathed was stupid. Sure enough, at the biggest meeting of my career waits the CEO of Dovetail Enterprises—him. It might be the most embarrassing moment of my professional life. And breaking my no-client rule might just be the hottest moment of my personal life.

Learning to trust has never felt so good, but falling has never hurt so bad.

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Corinne Michaels is the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller author. She’s an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun-loving mom of two beautiful children. Corinne is happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife.

After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness. She enjoys putting her characters through intense heartbreak and finding a way to heal them through their struggles. Her stories are chock full of emotion, humor, and unrelenting love.

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REVIEW & EXCERPT TOUR ~ BLIND KISS by Renée Carlino

From the national bestselling author of Before We Were Strangers, Swear on this Life, and Wish You Were Here comes a powerful story of two people who spend years denying their scientifically-proven chemistry.

Penny spends her afternoons sitting outside a sandwich shop, surrounded by ghosts. Fourteen years ago, this shop was her childhood dance studio—and she was a dancer on the rise. Now she’s a suburban housewife, dreading the moment her son departs for MIT, leaving her with an impeccably-decorated McMansion and a failing marriage. She had her chance at wild, stars-in-her-eyes happiness, but that was a lifetime ago. After The Kiss. Before The Decision.

The Kiss was soulful. Magical. Earth-shattering. And it was all for a free gift card. Asked to participate in a psych study that posed the question, “Can you have sexual chemistry without knowing what the other person looks like?” Penny agreed to be blindfolded, make polite conversation with a total stranger, and kiss him. She never expected The Kiss to change her life forever and introduce her to Gavin: tattooed, gorgeous, and spontaneous enough to ask her out seconds after the blindfolds came off.

For a year, they danced between friendship and romance—until Penny made The Decision that forced them to settle for friendship. Now, fourteen years later, both of their lives are about to radically change—and it’s his turn to decide what will become of their once-in-a-lifetime connection.

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Sometimes, describing a good read is difficult to put into words and BLIND KISS just happens to be on of them. I actually rewrote this review since I felt that what I’d said didn’t seem to merit this angst-ridden friends without benefits tale by a long shot. So after deleting it, I reread the book! And I have to say while consulting my notes, I discovered I’d highlighted a good part of Gavin and Penny’s story. Not surprisingly, those very passages, quotes, sentences and whole paragraphs not only brought back riotous emotions, but also left me with a meaningful message. Maybe you can’t see what’s right front of your eyes, but it’s there if you look hard enough and unless you acknowledge your true feelings, all is lost.

Now then, the question is whether or not a kiss with someone you have no relationship with however good or bad, is remembered. Even though there’s no romance attached, it can make us go weak at the knees and lead to something worthy of nurturing. The reverse we’d put down to experience, a growing up learning curve, perhaps? In the case of Carlino’s protagonists, one of them wasn’t too keen on the idea of being used as guinea pig in a blind kiss college project; the other didn’t need much cajoling to participate in a valid experiment. All said and done, the prize we can all easily relate to! Say no more…the story begins on a light note; however, don’t be fooled by this author’s creative purposes ‘cause she’ll put you through an emotional wringer like no other.

“We are friends, Penny. Best friends, remember? That’s why I’m telling you my whole life story.” 

Nearly 20% into the read and the story’s nearly present timespan changes and man, was in in for a surprise or what! Then it flips back to the past only to throw me off balance. I was absolutely bowled over by this story’s structure. It’s ridiculously easy to follow regardless of the back and forth, the ins and outs and more important, the main character’s thoughts narrated in a dual perspective which I have to add, extended beyond any of my wishes. Another thing which caught my attention to the point of tears was how chapter one swung round 360 degrees towards the end. Ooh my, what a bloody excellent piece of writing strategy!

“Are you trying to hurt me now?”
“No, you’re trying to hurt me by making me face these truths right now. Penny, you and I are not the same. Our lives are vastly different.”
 

I loved how open Gavin and Penny were with each other in their new friendship. His desires seeped off the pages, she had her reasons for not wanting to be more than his bestie even though her attraction for him was obvious from the start. I can’t even begin to say how much her uptightness frustrated me. Clearly, it wasn’t a cat and mouse game because bad timing and upsetting circumstances dictated their destiny. As time goes by, their brutal honesty with each other hurt me. Then, their unspoken words weighed heavily. Nonetheless, when Penny started living as she did, I was even more gutted. What the heck…she’s too damn considerate, too smart and put together to let the side down. Desperate worlds apart, I wanted them to be in one, to be whole, and the waiting seemed an eternity, an impossibility.

“You’re afraid if something happens, we won’t be friends?” 

My goodness me, the songs Gavin sung to her literally broke me in two! What he couldn’t say up front, he put to music and my soul cried out loud for him. His anchor, his everything, was Penny. She’d slipped under a current too strong to control and my heart shattered for both of them. Right, did I think she deserved to be on the pedestal Gavin had put her while he was living in limbo? Hmm…yes and no. I honestly don’t think she lived the pain he did. His patience and sincerity became his virtue even when I thought the communication between them had broken down in its totality. You’ll see Penny’s adult life after many years of that BLIND KISS is demanding. You’ll see jealousy, frustration, moments that take your breath away, what seems to be insignificance banter becomes so much more.

‘Ooh my, the song. Gavin sung what he couldn’t say and my soul hurt.’ 

Carlino’s character development is sublime, the storyline incredibly engaging. It’s one of those reads you shouldn’t start in the evening since putting it down for me was a no-no, so be warned. The dialogue that breaks boundaries will make you laugh, cry and scream out loud. Most of the book is taken up by it and keeps the story flowing at a pace which is fast in the right places, slower when it needs to be. I adored the secondary players…Lance kept me on my toes, Ling and her sound advice I found becoming regardless of her feminist ways. I’d really like to mention other folk but since I don’t want to spoil this read for you, all I can do is recommend that you read it and find out for yourselves. Ooh, and I haven’t touched on the ending. Should I? Of course not! One-click…you won’t regret it! BRAVO to the author for such an outstanding read!

 
WE SAT AT the bar of the pub as I continued to stare at him, a mixture of curiosity and fear boiling in my gut. He ordered a beer, and I ordered Chardonnay with beer-cheese pretzels.“That’s different for you.”I usually stuck to salads, an old habit from my dancing days, but I had lost a lot of weight in the past few weeks. “Don’t think you can distract me so easily. Tell me what’s going on. Did you break up with Briel?”

He took a long pull from his beer and stared straight ahead. “Don’t be mad, okay?”

I stared at him, wordlessly, the fear fully boiling over. And then he dropped the bomb on me.

The next few minutes were hazy as Gavin, the bar, and my glass of Chardonnay swam together before my eyes. I tried to reach for the glass but found it suddenly empty. That’s weird. It was full a minute ago. I motioned to the bartender for another, then poured it down my throat in a steady stream.

I was breathing fast when I slammed the glass on the bar, shattering my fugue state—and bringing Gavin into sharp relief. I was reeling.

“Shit, Penny! Be careful. You almost shattered your glass!” He practically yelled.

“You’re moving to fucking France?!” I yelled back.

The bartender jerked his head toward the door, and within minutes Gavin was forcibly dragging me out of the bar by the arm. I slipped out of his grip and stood in the middle of the parking lot, seething, very much drunk, and fully freaking out. “So, do you love her?”

“Briel? What kind of question is that?”

“Just answer me.”

“Fuck, Penny. That’s not what this is about. I don’t really have a choice here, though, do I?”

“You always have a choice.”

He glared at me. “That’s fucking rich, coming from you.”

I shook my head vigorously. “Totally different situation.”

“Like hell it was.”

“When do you leave?”

“In two days.”

“WHAT?!”

He ran up and shook me by the shoulders. “Jesus, if I knew you were gonna take it like this, I wouldn’t have told you in public. Pull yourself together.”

I screamed at the top of my lungs and then made a guttural sound as I hunched over and held my stomach.

“First Milo, now you?”

“Don’t you put that on me. I’m not the reason why you’re about to be alone and unhappy.”

“Fuck you, Gavin!”

“Fuck you, Penny!”

He didn’t turn around—he just stormed off in typical Gavin fashion: petulant, recalcitrant, and a total shithead. People in the parking lot were gawking, appalled, covering their children’s ears. But no one made a move to leave. When Gavin and I got like this, we were like a car wreck by the side of the road, impossible to look away from.

Gavin slid into his ’67 Chevelle and fired up the engine. I hated that car because he loved it so much. It had a black leather interior, a flawless paint job, and tinted windows, like it belonged to some kind of celebrity—which Gavin definitely wasn’t. It was his only possession worth a dime, besides his garage, a few guitars, and a Zippo lighter he swore River Phoenix had given to him at the Viper Room the night of his death.

I ran to the exit and stood in the middle of the lane, daring him to run me over as he ripped out of his parking spot and raced around the corner toward the exit. “We’re not done talking, you coward!”

He slowed but let the car idle while he revved the engine. “I dare you!” I yelled.

He stuck his head out the window, leaned his tattooed arm against the door, and actually grinned at me.

So smug. What a dick.

“You look ridiculous standing there. Get out of the way!”

I walked toward his window and noticed that his demeanor had completely softened. There was even humor in his expression. He wanted me to block him, and he knew I would.

“Can’t you have a proper fight without running away?”

“You were lecturing me, yet again. I have a mother, thank you. You have a child you can order around . . . and a husband you can control. I don’t need your shit, okay? Don’t you realize that I’m freaking out, too? I’m going through the hardest time of my life, and you’re making this all about you.”

“You’ve been going through the hardest time of your life for the whole fourteen years I’ve known you.”

“And as my friend, do you think you’re helping my situation right now?” he spat back, his mood shifting once again. “Don’t even. Don’t you dare act like I haven’t been a good friend to you. You’ve put me in the most awkward situations, you’ve bolted on me, you’ve stopped speaking to me for weeks at a time, but still . . . I make myself available to you. I’ve been here for you, always. And now you’re moving thousands of miles away when I need you most?”

He shook his head slowly. “That’s right, Penny. You have been here. You’ve been right by my side, lecturing me, rolling your eyes at me, pressuring me to get serious about Briel, all so I could go and fuck up my life even more while you sit in your nice house, with your KitchenAid mixer, your Oracle espresso machine, and your fucking yellow Lab.”

“Don’t talk about Buckley that way! He’s a good dog. And you love our espresso machine.”

Gavin’s lips turned up at the corners. “You’re so messed up, Penny. You definitely have a chemical imbalance.”

I pointed to my chest, shocked. “Me? Look who’s talking? Please, pull into a parking space. I don’t want to stand here anymore, making a spectacle of myself. Some parent from Milo’s school is probably watching this whole thing. There’ll be whispers at the next PTA meeting. Is that what

you want for me?”

“Don’t pretend like you go to PTA meetings. And look around; everyone’s gone. It’s just us.”

He was right. The parking lot had cleared out. Gavin was sitting in his idling car while I was standing outside his window like a moron.

“I resent you for saying I pushed Briel on you. And yes, for your information, I do go to PTA meetings.”

You encouraged me to go out with her, then you needled me about it until I finally did.”

“You were horribly depressed! I thought you were gonna jump off a bridge. I told you to go out with her and to have some fun. She’s a nice girl. I didn’t say turn your life upside down, pack up, and run away with a foreigner! You’re thirty-six-years old, Gavin. I think it’s time you grew up.” I shook my head. “God, I can’t believe you.”

He jerked his head back and squinted. “Great band but not totally PC to call someone a foreigner, Penny.” His voice was low.

“Are you going to become a French citizen now, too? You better brush up on your French.”

“Everyone speaks English there.”

“No, they don’t! People always say that, but you’ll see. They might be able to communicate to a degree, but it’s not conversational English.”

Why am I still standing here, screaming about French people?

I needed to tie this conversation up in a pretty little bow. I needed closure. I couldn’t say good-bye to my best friend without it. He was leaving, going to France to chase a girlfriend

I knew he didn’t love. I was losing him. And it was my fault. We couldn’t leave each other angry.

“I’ll figure it out,” he said. “Try not to make me feel worse about my situation, though I know that’s hard for you.” “Your situation? It’s always your situation. What about my situation?” He just stared at me. He was hurting; I could tell. But I was hurting, too. “Listen—”

“What?”

“Don’t interrupt me.” I cleared my throat. “Gavin . . . it’s just . . . I’m going to fucking miss you, okay? I’m having a hard time right now, and life is about to get a whole lot harder the second you leave.” I started to cry.

He hated it when I cried, but he didn’t ask me, “Why are you crying?” He never had to ask. He took a deep breath in through his nose, then released it forcefully in a burst of frustration. A second later his car stalled. He put it in gear, got out, and swooped me up in a bear hug. “Penny, Penny, Penny . . . my crazy girl,” he said as he rubbed my back. I was wiping my snot-covered nose on his black T-shirt and he didn’t care one bit.

He held me for a long time. When he started to release me, I said, “It’s not enough.”

He picked me up again and squeezed me harder. Tucking his face into my neck, he said, “It’ll never be enough.”

“Why?” I said, fully bawling against his shoulder. He brushed a strand of my hair, damp with tears, behind my ear. “I have to go, and so do you. You need to be with your family now.”

I felt the lump in my throat growing. “You don’t have to constantly remind me that I have a family. I love my family. But you’re a part of it, too, and that’s why I’m here. That’s why I’m fucking crying in the parking lot in front of Bank of America.”

He pulled away and we stood there, two feet apart, staring at each other, as if we were committing each other to memory. Allowing one another to really look at and take the other person in, stripped down to our bones, without scrutiny.

“Is this it?” I asked.

“This is it, P.”

I shook my head, leaned up on my toes, and wrapped my arms around him. We hugged again for a long time before he got into his car. I tried to hold on to the feeling of having him in my arms, or maybe I was trying to hold on to the feeling of being held in his.

He started the engine as I stood there, waiting for him to leave.

“We’ll talk on the phone or email or something, okay?”

“Okay,” I told him.

He swallowed nervously. Looking up at me from the car window, he said, “I wish it were you, Penny.”

That was my bow. He knew I needed it, good or bad—no matter what feelings it shook loose from our long and complicated history together.

 

 

Renée Carlino is a screenwriter and bestselling author of contemporary women’s novels and new adult fiction. Her books have been featured in national publications, including USA TODAY, Huffington Post, Latina magazine, and Publisher’s Weekly. She lives in Southern California with her husband, two sons, and their sweet dog June. When she’s not at the beach with her boys or working on her next project, she likes to spend her time reading, going to concerts, and eating dark chocolate. Learn more at www.reneecarlino.com  | FACEBOOK | WEBSITE | TWITTER | INSTAGRAM

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

COVER REVEAL ~ LOVE SINCERELY YOURS by Meghan Quinn and Sara Ney

A sexy, smart, and heart-swooning romance about a girl who has nothing to lose when it comes to flirting with her boss.


This seductive contemporary romance from bestselling authors Meghan Quinn and Sara Ney will keep you on the edge of your seat as you
fall in love with the first novel from this
dynamic duo releasing October 9th!

 

Dear Mister…**strike out** no, too formal.

Hey there sweet cheeks *strike out* no, too forward.

 

To whom it may concern,

Full disclosure; before we move forward with this email, I would like it to be known that I have consumed an adequate amount of alcoholic beverages to intoxicate myself tonight. Three margaritas, two shots, and one beer—because it was free.

I think it’s important to be open and honest with your co-workers, don’t you?

So here I am, being honest. Drunk but honest. Or just drunk with lust? You decide.

I like you so much it’s clouding my judgment and making me do things I never would sober. Like write this letter.

I have a hopeless, foolish, schoolgirl crush on you when you are the last person on earth I should be falling for. Did you know people around the office call you a sadist? An egomaniac. An insensitive, arrogant prick. Your bark is worse then your bite, and you don’t scare me. The fact is, I’d love that bite of yours to nip at my bare skin while we’re both wearing nothing but sheets.

For once I want you to look at me as more than one of your employees.

And as long as we’re being honest, that navy blue suit you wear? With the crisp white shirt? It really makes me want to loosen your tie and show you who’s boss.

Love,

Sincerely,

Yours.

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Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.

She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog.

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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

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COVER REVEAL ~ THE TRUTH ABOUT LIES by Aly Martinez

Today we are sharing the incredible cover for the first book in The Truth Duet
by Aly Martinez. Check it out below,
along with the blurb for the title.
The Truth About Lies will be
releasing on August 23rd!
The second title in the duet,
The Truth About Us,
will be releasing on
September 13th!

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The Truth About Lies (The Truth Duet, #1), coming 23rd August

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Synopsis

Truth: From over a thousand miles away, I watched on the screen of my phone as two men murdered my wife. And I was helpless to save her.

Consumed by hate and rage, I spent four years running from my memories.

Until a shattered woman gave me a reason to stop.

Cora lived in a nightmare, but through sheer force of will, she’d turned it into something beautiful. She had a smile that could pierce the darkest soul. And with one glance, she shredded mine.

Lie: I was only there for a fresh start.

Lie: I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

Lie: There was nothing I could do to save her, either.

But that’s the thing about lies—you never know who to believe.

 

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You won’t want to miss this amazing series!
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AUTHOR BIO

Originally from Savannah, Georgia, USA Today bestselling author Aly Martinez now lives in South Carolina with her four young children.

Never one to take herself too seriously, she enjoys cheap wine, mystery leggings, and baked feta. It should be known, however, that she hates pizza and ice cream, almost as much as writing her bio in the third person.

She passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a super-sized tumbler of wine by her side.

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