Blog Tour, Review and Giveaway: Rose of Thorne by Mia Michelle

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Book: Rose of Thorne

Author: Mia Michelle

Genre: Contemporary Romance



When a drunk driver tragically orphans Skylar Rose at the age of sixteen, she leaves her dreams behind and takes on the daunting task of helping her elderly grandmother raise her young sister. While other girls her age were living a typical carefree life, she was picking up double shifts at a local café and struggling to pay the bills.

Always putting her sister’s needs and school first, Skylar has never had time to date or develop relationships. Now a senior in college, she has her sights set on an amazing internship opportunity. The last thing she needed was for a sexy distraction like Sebastian Thorne to walk into her life.

Sebastian Thorne had been an entitled and reckless nineteen year old when he got behind the wheel of his new sports car that night. When his night of indulgence goes tragically wrong, Sebastian hesitantly turns to the one person, he knows can make everything go away…the one person he hates ..his father.

Now twenty-six, Sebastian is the young enigmatic and powerful CEO of his late father’s design company, Thorne Enterprises. With both millions in the bank and a new woman on his arm almost every night, the world never knew the dark secret he carried inside. Still plagued with nightmares from the night of that horrific accident and having to leave the beautiful girl behind, Sebastian vows to find the one that haunts his dreams. Sometimes the choice of revisiting our past opens the door to a future that we never thought possible.

Haunted by their past, these two want nothing more than to have their life given back to them. But what do you do when the person who gave you back your life, was the very one that took it from you in the first place?

My Review:

Wow is all I can say about this book, Mia Michele really has me stumped. I have no idea what I want to happen in the series after this novel.

Sebastian Throne first meets Skylar Rose when we crashes into her and her family while intoxicated, killing both Skylar’s mother and father. When Sebastian went to check on the passengers, he laid his eyes on the most beautiful girl. Instead of doing the right thing, Sebastian fleas the scene and turns to his father to help clean everything up, by doing this he makes a deal with the devil.

Seven years later Sebastian sees Skyler at her parent’s grave site, and now is consumed with knowing everything about her. Little did he know he would fall for her even more after getting know her.

While reading Sebastian was a real jerk to Skylar whenever he pushed her away and all she wanted to do was be with the man she loved. Sebastian finally allowed her to love him and to love her, but will not tell her the truth of what happened that night 7 years ago, knowing that she would not stay with him. Maybe that’s why I couldn’t root for their relationship, instead I rooted for Lucas and was heartbroken when he stooped appearing in the book, he gave up on Skylar and the way he felt.

I cannot wait to read Book Two and I hope to hear about Lucas and hear why he gave up the way he did.



Mia fell in love with the literary world and began putting her active imagination to pen and paper at the age of six. Over the years, she has filled up numerous shelves with her notebooks and journals of her favorite stories. Twelve years ago, Mia began drafting The Thorne Series and through encouragement of a close friend, decided to finally take the leap of faith to bring her dream to life. She openly admits to having a hopeless infatuation with her Kindle and suffers from the one-click book addiction (No intervention required).

Mia is currently a stay at home mom who has mastered the fine art of making a PB&J sandwich in between laundry and shuttling kids to ballet and swimming.   In her spare time (“What spare time?” She laughs), she enjoys photography, traveling, and having a girls night out with her pals.   She enjoys the simple things in life, such as sleeping more than 3 hours per night and 10 minute showers without being interrupted by children yelling “mommy” from the other side of the bathroom door.

Mia Michelle resides in Tennessee with her soul mate and husband and their 2 beautiful young children.


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Release Day: Need You Tonight by Marquita Valentine

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Title: Need You Tonight (Boys of the South #6)

Age Group: New Adult

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 20, 2014

Cover Designer: Sarah Hansen at Okay Creations



Book Description:

In small towns, dirty little secrets don’t remain secret for long…

Everyone loves Parker Morgan, especially the high society ladies who pay thousands for his time. Becoming a male escort hadn’t been something Parker wanted to do, but when his family needed money to survive, he compromised everything he believed in to make ends meet. But there are two things he refuses to do—one, be paid for sex. Two, let himself fall for his beautiful new neighbor. She’s too pure and sweet for him. And that sadness in her eyes… he doesn’t want know the cause of it. He has too many problems of his own.

A war widow at only twenty-two, Brooklyn Reeves has lived a shadowed existence for two years. Desperate to start over, she moves to Forrestville, never dreaming her new neighbor would be so sexy—not that she wants a relationship of any kind with him. Besides, he’s completely hostile and rude anytime they run into one another. Unfortunately, he’s also her handyman, and she’s forced to repeatedly call on him when one thing after another goes wrong with her rental house.

Only, as spring turns to summer, Brooklyn begins to sees a new side to Parker—one that makes her reconsider her opinion of him. Sparks fly, igniting a hunger that neither of them can resist.

But are either of them prepared for the consequences, once Parker’s dirty little secret comes to light?

My Review:

What a read Need You Tonight was!!! We first meet Brooklyn Reeves when she finds out there her husband has been killed on his way back from war. Now two years later she comes to Forrestville to start over. Little did she know that the handyman at her house would be helping her in more ways than just fixing locks on doors.

Parker Morgan is the toast of the town, everyone wants a piece of him, they are even willing to pay for his time. Since Parker had been 15 he has been a male escort, it was something he felt he needed to do in order to help his family.

This was the first book in The Boys of the South Series that I have read and I was not disappointed. Of course now I want to read the first 5 books so I can see more of Parkers’ friend’s story, I have feeling there is a lot more to find out about them.

I though the story line for Parker was very interesting, at the young age of 15 he was taken advantage of and exploited, which we don’t see often in novels. I also thing they way he deals with his feeling and ultimately trusting Brooklyn to confide in her was great, I felt the torment he was going through and I just wanted to yell, “Tell Brooklyn the whole story!!”.

Brooklyn on the other hand wanted to just move on, but not forget the memory of her late husband. Parker allowed her to open her heart and to love again. She was right by his side the whole time, and wanted him to just open up to her. When he finally did, she was there in the end.


The closer I get to Brooklyn’s place, the faster my pulse races. I take a curve a little too sharply and have to slam down on the brakes. Glancing at the dash, I curse. I’d hit a forty-five mile per hour curve at seventy.

“Holy fuck,” I mumble under my breath.

What’s wrong with me? I don’t have a death wish, but with each passing day, I’m becoming more and more like my brother and less and less like myself—If I even know who I am anymore.

Brooklyn’s SUV is parked beside the house, under a small lean-to. The porch lights are on, a consideration I don’t deserve. Cutting the engine, I get out and grab my tools from the truck bed before striding to the front door.

Determined to get this over with as fast as possible, I knock and ring the doorbell at the same time.

“Hey, it’s me, Parker Morgan,” I shout.

The door swings open, and all that stands between us is screen door. My breath nearly whooshes out of me at the sight of her standing there, wearing an oversized T-shirt and a pair of baggy shorts. Her dark hair is pulled into loose pigtails. I don’t think I’ve seen a sexier sight.

Her gaze rakes over me. “I didn’t think you were coming.”

“I said I was.”

She opens the screen door and steps back to let me inside. “Yeah, I heard,” she says dryly. “Come with me.”

I follow her to the back of the kitchen, to a small closet off to one side. The door is propped open, and the single light bulb hanging down is blazing. Once I’d accidentally touched the thing and had gotten a small blister from the heat.

“Why do you think it’s broken?”

“Because I have no hot water to wash dishes or shower.”

“Did you check the breaker?”


Setting my toolbox down, I inspect the heater. It has to be at least twenty years old. “I’m surprised it’s worked this long.”

“Do you think I’ll need to buy a new one?” she asks, clearly distraught.

I shake my head. “If you did, then you’d get reimbursed. You’re renting the place, remember?”

“Oh.” She lets out a shaky laugh. “It’s been a while since I didn’t have to worry about replacing things, and before then, Braden always took care of stuff like this.”

The reminder of her husband makes me frown a little. I’m not upset with her. I’m pissed off at myself. For no good reason besides my own personal issues, I’ve been blowing hot and cold at her, instead of being an even-tempered, standup guy.

I bend down to check the pilot light. It’s out. “Found your problem.”

“You did?” She squats down next to me, our heads nearly touching.

“Pilot’s out.”

She groans. “I could have sworn I’d checked that before I called you. Sorry.”

I glance at her. “It’s part of my job.”

A wry smile covers her face. “It’s Thursday night. I’m sure you would rather be—” Once again, her gaze rakes over me, taking in my button-down shirt and dark jeans. Her cheeks heat. “You were on a date, weren’t you?” She smacks her hand over her mouth for a minute. “Ugh. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not. You should have told me.”

Irritated at her apology, because it makes me feel like more of an ass, I growl, “If I had wanted you to know my personal life, Brooklyn, I would have told you.”

She jerks her head a couple of times, forcing a smile on her face, but the hurt in her eyes is evident. What’s wrong with you? I ask myself for the second time that night. “Yeah. It really is none of my business. I just… if I had known, then I would have made do until you weren’t so busy.”

Would have made do? Inwardly groaning, I light the pilot and stand. Brooklyn shoots to her feet. “Don’t apologize. Like I said, this is part of the job description.”

“Right. Let me get out of your way,” she says and turns, only to bump into me and stumble backward.

“Careful,” I admonish, my protective instincts coming out in full force as I grab her wrist to prevent her from falling, but her foot slips and she trips over my toolbox.

Without thinking, I jerk her to me, our bodies colliding against one another in the cramped space. Her pretty eyes fly to my face and our gazes collide. There’s a hitch in her breath, just like when I’d helped her with her groceries.

Neither of us moves an inch, and I don’t let go. Instead, I begin to caress her skin with my thumb, right against the pulse point on her wrist. It’s beating out of control, from almost falling or because I’m touching her, I’m not sure.

“Parker,” she says softly.

“Yeah,” I answer in a voice I barely recognize. I dip my head, needing to taste her. Needing to get the inevitable over with.

“Let go of me.” Her sweet breath fans over my lips, and I freeze.

My intentions had been noble. I hadn’t wanted her to fall, but now I don’t want to let her go. I want to keep her here, where she belongs, with her hot little body pressed to mine. My free hand settles on her hip and squeezes.

Please.” Tipping her head back, she licks her lips and it’s then I notice how badly her body is shaking in my arms. Her eyes are so wide that there’s hardly any color.

“Don’t be scared,” I whisper. “I won’t hurt you. I promise.” I nip at her jaw and kiss my way up to her ear. Her skin is soft, hot, and tastes like heaven. There’s nothing artificial about her. Nothing demanding. “You like that?”

“Oh, God. Yes.” Her hands slide up my arms, fingers curling around my biceps. She says my name, a little plea that makes me close my eyes.

I suck in her earlobe and bite down gently, rocking my body against hers. Sliding my hand down her hip, I cup her firm ass and then glide my fingers down to her thigh to pull it up high and tight. I rock against her, making her head fall back on a moan. Need builds inside of me.

Pressing my hand against her lower back, I pick up the pace, rolling my hips, and making sure that my dick hits her in just the right spot.

She whimpers a little, a small, helpless sound that makes me so hard I can barely think. I just want her. “That’s such a pretty little sound, baby. Make it for me again.”

I feel her lips on my neck, the tentative lick of her tongue. Pleasure floods my system. My chest fucking heaves, like I’ve just lifted weights for the past hour and finally stopped. I cup her ass with both hands, rubbing against her… watching her cheeks flush and her white teeth come out to bite at her bottom lip.

Suddenly, her hands come between us, pushing at my chest. “Don’t… Please. You can’t… I can’t. My—I’m still… widowed.”

She makes no sense, only the catch in her voice bringing me out of my driving need. Sympathy replaces it as I remember how alone Brooklyn is in the world. Growing up with a sorry excuse of a mom like Crystal, I know how that feels. Only, Cole and I always had each other, and then once Kelly was born, we focused everything on her.

“I’m sorry for making you think I could.” She shakes her head. “I’m sorry.”

Damn it. I have to force myself to let go of her slowly, gently… not like I’m throwing her away because I’m pissed off. I’m anything but. “It’s no big deal,” I say and kiss her nose. “No harm, no foul.”

She continues to stare up at me, confusion, desire, and sadness swirling in those grey depths. “No big deal?”

I touch her cheek. “I meant about saying no.”

Her lashes flutter, fanning out on the tops of her cheeks. “Oh.”

“Give the water an hour to warm up and then try again,” I say, all business now. It was a mistake to touch her, but at least it didn’t go any further. Grabbing my toolbox, I take a step back, out of the confines of that small room and away from the desire roaring for me to take her. “Text me if it doesn’t work.”

She nods, swallowing so hard I can hear her. “Because you’ll be with your date and don’t want to be interrupted?”

No, baby, I’ll be thinking of you and doing God knows what in the shower to take the edge off. Actually, I know exactly what I’ll do. “Something like that.” Or I could call Dani and see if she’s still around. A part of me rebels at the thought. I can fuck who I want now, I remind myself. I can be with whomever I want. My terms. Not anyone else’s. “Is there anything else you need?”

See, I can do this. Calm, professional, and oh, so helpful. Besides, after what happened, I’m pretty damn sure she won’t be asking me to do anything for a while. And I’m pretty damn sure I need the space from her, now more than ever. No matter my newfound freedom, Brooklyn doesn’t strike me as the type of girl I can fool around without consequences.

“Tomorrow, could you come over and repair the back door on the screened-in porch? It’s not closing properly and I can’t lock it. And the window in the guest bedroom won’t lock either. I like to lock things at night—you know, for safety, not because I’m obsessed with locks.” She wrings her hands, her face worried and embarrassed as hell. “If you already have plans, then don’t worry about it. I can wait until you do have time.”

I can’t have her feeling unsafe. She’s all alone in a new town. “Make a list for me, sweetheart.”

She reaches out to touch my arm, her hand hovering before she pulls it back. I frown. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

I blink at her. Hadn’t Dani said those very words to me?

“By fixing you supper,” she quickly adds, turning away to grab a sponge and wipe at the kitchen counters. “I’m a decent cook, or I can order a pizza. Does anyone deliver out this far?”

“No,” I snap

Her embarrassed-driven cleaning stops mid-swipe. “Fine. No dinner.”

“I didn’t mean it like that.” Yet, I keep giving it to her like that every time.

She looks up at me expectantly.

I should stop while I’m ahead. Pay someone else to come out here and help her instead of me. It’s obvious that I can’t control myself when I’m around her. I can’t deal with that right now. For one, Brooklyn deserves better than me. And two, I’m leaving in a couple of months. Without anyone else.

“No one delivers out this far.” Obviously, I have brain-to-mouth issues that need work.

Her forehead wrinkles adorably. “So…”

“I’ll be back tomorrow evening.”

A surprised blush stains her cheeks. “Then I’ll have supper waiting.”


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New York Times Bestselling Author, Marquita Valentine, writes sexy heroes that make you swoon and sassy heroines that make you laugh. She’s the author of the bestselling contemporary romance series, Holland Springs, and the new adult romance series, Boys of the South.

Marquita met her husband aka Hot Builder at Sonic when they were in high school. She suggests this location to all of her single friends in search of a good man—and if that doesn’t work, they can console themselves with cheesy tatertots. She lives in North Carolina in a very, very small town with Hot Builder and their two children.


Blog Tour: Guest Post from T.M Franklin, Review of Twelve and Giveaway!!!


The action-packed conclusion to the MORE Trilogy is here

Ava Michaels is gifted, powerful, and — whether she likes it or not — part of a plot to take over the world. It’s only been a few months since Ava Michaels discovered she has ties to an ancient people living in the shadows of the human world, despite their superior gifts and abilities. A select few don’t like hiding, however, and think it’s time to take control.  Now Ava’s caught up in a conspiracy in the works before she was even born. In fact, her birth was an integral part of the plan. She’s one of the Twelve, the most powerful Race ever created, and they were created for a purpose. Turns out, Ava doesn’t like being told what to do. All she wants is to start a new life with her boyfriend, Caleb Foster, but before they can even think about that, they must join forces with former enemies, seek out some powerful new friends, and figure out what exactly the Twelve, and their power-hungry leader, are up to.

My Review

I think by now everyone knows my love for this trilogy, and I am very sad to see it come to an end!

In Twelve, we meet Ava Michaels and she is right where we left her at the Guardian colony. With the threat of Ava’s father, Elias Borré , looming, the guardians need help and resort to working with the council. Together they will need to find the twelve and fight Elias Borré.

The theme throughout the whole book is family, Ava has her biological family, Elias Borre and the Twelve, but she also has the human family who raised her and Caleb. She has all this family and is conflicted throughout the whole story. Ava has a big heart and getting to know some of her brothers and sisters, she wanted to be there for them, but at the same time she couldn’t be there for some. We even see family struggle with Caleb, does he side with his mother or with his father? Can they ever all get along?

The villain in this book, stayed a true villain and I really despised Borre and what he was doing not only to the Race, but also to his, “children”. I truly did not like how he was able to manipulate Emma and treat her the way he did, when she only loved him.

In this last installment, the plot and writing was great, yet again! It was action packed and I never grew bored while reading the story. There were some twists that I did NOT see coming, but like any book there were one or two that as I read, I began to figure. The last one was a bit of a shocker, even though I had a feeling, but it made me wish there was another book!!!!

I’m very sad to say good-bye to this trilogy, but I cannot wait to read for from T.M. Franklin and maybe one day, I will be able to see these characters come to like!!!

A Special Post from T.M Franklin

Free Will or Fate?

“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

An ongoing theme throughout the MORE Trilogy is the idea of fate versus free will – destiny vs. choice. Ava learns in The Guardians that her very existence is part of a conspiracy that was in the works before she was born. She was created – genetically engineered – for a purpose, and not one that she is comfortable with. In TWELVE, the third book in the trilogy, Ava comes face to face with her biological father – her creator – and she must decide if she’s going to let his purpose for her life override her own. She also helps her newfound sister answer that question.

“I’m not even sure what I’m supposed to do,” Sophie said finally, her voice almost a whisper.

“What do you want to do?”

Sophie’s gaze sharpened. “Like I have a choice?”

“Of course you have a choice.” Ava planted her feet and faced her sister, a kind of indignant rage simmering up her spine. “Nobody is going to make you do anything,” she said. “You are in charge here. This is your life. It doesn’t matter who your father is or where you came from. Borré may have mixed up some crap in a petri dish, but that is not you.

TWELVE, Chapter 4

Some say that free will is really an illusion – that our past, our upbringing, even our genes, cause us to make decisions subconsciously before we even think about making the choice. Take this excerpt from the book, Free Will:

“My choices matter—and there are paths towards making wiser ones—but I cannot choose what I choose. And if it ever appears that I do—for instance, after going back between two options—I do not choose to choose what I choose. There is a regress here that always ends in darkness.” ― Sam HarrisFree Will

Whoa. If that’s not enough to make you dizzy, I don’t know what is!

As for me, I believe every life has a purpose – or at least, a potential purpose – but we have to choose to fulfill that potential. And thinking about it now, I can see how that belief has bled into my books – whether it be more obvious, in Ava’s case, or more subtle, as it is in some of my other work, like How to Get Ainsley Bishop to Fall in Love with You. In Ainsley, Oliver helps Ainsley to see her own potential, but she has to decide what she’s going to do with it herself.

As for how Ava deals with this challenge, I won’t spoil the story by giving you an answer. Suffice to say that Ava isn’t going to let anyone else determine her destiny. It’s something she will have to figure out for herself.

Just like everyone else does.

About T.M. Franklin


T.M. Franklin started out her career writing non-fiction in a television newsroom. Graduating with a B.A. in Communications specializing in broadcast journalism and production, she worked for nine years as a major market television news producer, and garnered two regional Emmy Awards, before she resigned to be a full-time mom and part-time freelance writer. Her first published novel, MORE, was born during National Novel Writing month, a challenge to write a novel in thirty days. MORE was well-received, being selected as a finalist in the 2013 Kindle Book Review Best Indie Book Awards, as well as winning the Suspense/Thriller division of the Blogger Book Fair Reader’s Choice Awards

In addition to MORE and its sequel, The Guardians, Franklin penned the Amazon best-selling short stories A Piece of Cake and Window, which also won a Blogger Book Fair Reader’s Choice Award for Short Story/Fantasy. Her new YA romance, How to Get Ainsley Bishop to Fall in Love with You, is Franklin’s first love story without a paranormal or fantasy element, although she believes love is the best kind of magic


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Book Release: Scratch by Rhonda Helms


Scratch by Rhonda Helms
Published by: Kensington
Publication date: September 30th 2014
Genres: New Adult, Romance


The most painful scars are the ones you never see.

In her DJ booth at a Cleveland dance club, Casey feels a sense of connection that’s the closest she ever gets to normal. On her college campus, she’s reserved, practical–all too aware of the disaster that can result when you trust the wrong person. But inexplicably, Daniel refuses to pay attention to the walls she’s put up. Like Casey, he’s a senior. In every other way, he’s her opposite.

Sexy, open, effortlessly charming, Daniel is willing to take chances and show his feelings. For some reason Casey can’t fathom, he’s intent on drawing her out of her bubble and back into a world that’s messy and unpredictable. He doesn’t know about the deep scars that pucker her stomach–or the deeper secret behind them. Since the violent night when everything changed, Casey has never let anyone get close enough to hurt her again. Now, she might be tempted to try.



Interview with Rhonda Helms

Music is a strong running element in SCRATCH, which even includes a playlist at the end. How has music factored in your own life?

I started in music when I was 9—I played clarinet. Stayed involved in band through high school and college. I sang in a jazz ensemble, was a singer in a cover band, and I even DJ’d for a while. In short, music was a huge part of my life for a long time. I miss performing and have even been considering getting involved in it again!

Where did you get the idea for SCRATCH?

Part of it came from a real-life incident I’d heard that had stuck with me for many years. I always wondered what had happened to the girl who’d gone through such a traumatic event. How did she cope? How did she move on to love and trust again? This book was my exploration of how a woman who’d gone through hell could move forward and find real happiness.

Which scene in SCRATCH was the hardest for you to write?

Oh, it had to be the scene where Casey confesses to Daniel about her past. Finally opens up and divulges the painful truth. I sobbed as I wrote it—her pain was so vivid to me that I couldn’t shake it off for a while afterward. That was actually one of the hardest scenes I’ve ever written in my whole publishing career.

What is the follow-up book to SCRATCH?

The sequel to SCRATCH is BREAK YOUR HEART, which is her roommate Megan’s story. I can’t wait for you guys to read it—this one’s a little sexier, a little scandalous. And Nick is so foxy. 😉 Coming end of July, 2015!
You write young adult novels too—what do you have coming out in teen romance? Next year I have two teen romances coming out with Simon Pulse—SPARKS IN SCOTLAND, which is a Scotland-set story about a girl who falls for a local Scottish boy while on vacation, and PROMPOSAL, which follows a girl and her best guy friend as they navigate love and drama during prom season. You can go to to find out more about the other teen romances I have out, too!


Rhonda Helms started writing several years ago and loves writing teen and New Adult romance. She has a Master’s degree in English and a Bachelor’s degree in Creative Writing. She also freelance edits manuscripts.

When she isn’t writing, she likes to do amateur photography, dig her toes into the sand, read for hours at a time, and eat scads of cheese. WAY too much cheese.

Rhonda lives in Northeast Ohio with her husband, two kids, a dog and a really loud cat. Visit her website at for more information about her and her releases.

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Blog Tour, and Review – Wednesday by Clare James

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Title: Wednesday

Author: Clare James

Age: Adult

Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Her. Him. Alone. Beach house. Every Wednesday. Clothing optional.

Twenty-one-year-old Aria Prince has just moved back to her hometown to start over after a painful divorce. She’s always prided herself on being an early bloomer, but had no idea she’d be married, divorced, and the mother of a toddler by twenty-one. Surely menopause was just a few months away, especially considering the hot flashes and night sweats. Or was that just exhaustion?

Unlike her friends who were at school, going to parties, and sowing their oats—wild and otherwise—Aria’s days were measured in the number of orders she took at her family’s restaurant, the chapters she read in her nursing text, the amount of Cheerios she cleaned up off the floor, and the wet kisses she received from her son.

And that was just fine with her.

But when she began running into her former best-friend Tristan Green—who was home taking care of his sick father—at every turn, she remembered what it felt like to be just Aria. Not a single mother, or sleep-deprived nursing student, or royal screw up. And though she didn’t even have time to shave her legs, let alone consider a sex life, Tristan makes an offer she’d be a fool to refuse.

Each day they’d give themselves to those who needed them. Every day – except Wednesday. Wednesday they’d take what they needed from each other.

Did she forget to mention Tristan was gorgeous?

Or that they hated each other?

Well, you know what they say about the line between love and hate … it’s a skinny-ass bitch. The question was, could they keep their feelings out of it?

My Review:

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a second chance with the one that got away? I know at times I am full of what ifs and I think that’s why I enjoyed this book.

I must say that I was able to read this story in one day, each time I put it down, I could not wait to pick it back up and read more about Tristan and Aria. I loved how their relationship didn’t start so easily in the beginning and they had their words. Their back a forth banter had me laughing numerous times. I thought it was great that their relationship wasn’t easy; they had to work at it to finger out what they really wanted.

This was the first novel by Clare James that I have read and I cannot wait to read another one!!


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