Love can play tricks on
your heart… After serving several years in the United States Marine Corps,
Sergeant Tucker Patton decides to hang up his uniform and go to work at a
private investigative firm owned by his buddy. His boxes are packed and he’s
got one foot out the door when a phone call changes
everything.
Instead of going to
North Carolina, he heads to New York City to literally step into the life of
his twin brother, who died under suspicious circumstances. But pretending to be
someone else isn’t easy.
Especially when the person you’re supposed to
be is wanted dead.
Not only that, but he’s going from being blissfully single
to living with his brother’s woman. An uptight, no-nonsense
lawyer.
Charlotte Rose Carter
doesn’t have time for fun and games. She graduated with honors and made all the
right moves fresh out of college to jumpstart her career as a successful young
lawyer. She even snagged the most eligible bachelor in New York City’s
corporate world.
So what if her and
Max’s relationship isn’t burning up the sheets? So what if their life doesn't
read like a chapter from a sizzling romance novel? This is the real world, and
in the real world that stuff is just fantasy.
Until it
isn’t.
Suddenly, just the
slightest touch or a single glance from Max has her heart doing somersaults.
Suddenly, the lackluster relationship begins to spark, and Charlotte finds
herself tied in a knot of desire.
But she has no idea
about the tricks being played right under her perky little
nose.
Review:
I loved the way this book flowed but I was also saddened by some of the book. We were able to get to know Tucker. A Marine who lived his life to the fullest but never wanted to commit to a person after witnessing so much while on tour. He never got close to anyone, including family, with the fear that they would be taken away from him.
His twin Max was the total opposite. He was settled, somewhat to himself but he was also a generally nice person. He was dating Charlotte, a lawyer, and their life was nothing but boring. Things changed and Max got himself into something that he couldn't get out of.
Tucker comes to rescue but was he able to get there fast enough? Was he able to take care of all of the issues that occurred because of the things Max got involved in and did he same but Charlotte and Max?
When I started the book, I couldn't put it down. There was so much of everything going on and the pull between the characters was great. The turmoil that was happening was good but also sad.
This is a must read and I can't wait for the next book in the series, Tattoo!!
Review:
I loved the way this book flowed but I was also saddened by some of the book. We were able to get to know Tucker. A Marine who lived his life to the fullest but never wanted to commit to a person after witnessing so much while on tour. He never got close to anyone, including family, with the fear that they would be taken away from him.
His twin Max was the total opposite. He was settled, somewhat to himself but he was also a generally nice person. He was dating Charlotte, a lawyer, and their life was nothing but boring. Things changed and Max got himself into something that he couldn't get out of.
Tucker comes to rescue but was he able to get there fast enough? Was he able to take care of all of the issues that occurred because of the things Max got involved in and did he same but Charlotte and Max?
When I started the book, I couldn't put it down. There was so much of everything going on and the pull between the characters was great. The turmoil that was happening was good but also sad.
This is a must read and I can't wait for the next book in the series, Tattoo!!
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Chapter 1 -
Tucker
My mouth felt like it
was packed with cotton. You know that dry but slightly sticky feeling? My
tongue moved and it brushed against the roof of my mouth, and the cotton came
with it.
I grunted and opened my
eyes, only to immediately shut them again. I wasn’t ready for morning.
Shit, how much did I drink last night? My body was still
heavy with sleep, my limbs not wanting to cooperate.
One of my arms was flung
wide and I pulled it in to rub a hand over my sleepy face, hoping it would wake
me up a little more. I knew I needed to get up… I just couldn’t think of the
reason.
Something shifted beside
me and I felt the covers lift and drop. The soft sound of footsteps reached my
ears. It wasn’t a something. It was a
someone.
I went home with someone
last night.
Opening my eyes again, I
glanced to my left in time to see a woman wearing nothing but a pink thong step
into the adjoining bathroom and quietly close the door. Well, now I remembered
the reason I went home with her.
Her ass was
luscious.
Vague memories of last
night filtered through my hazy, beer-soaked memory of skin against skin and a
low seductive laugh. What was her name again? Veronica? Violet? Shit, I hadn’t
a clue.
Tossing away the covers,
I swung my legs over the side of the mattress and looked down. I was buck-ass
naked. I looked around for my clothes, which were lying in a pile near the door
of the bedroom.
Must have been
in a hurry to get naked. I smirked. I was always in a hurry to get
naked. Especially when I was with a woman with an ass like
that.
I glanced back at the
closed bathroom door as the toilet flushed and the tap water turned on. That
was my cue to leave. I had on my boxers and jeans before the door
opened.
Rushing out the door
with shirt in hand seemed a little immature, so I turned. And, man, did I get
an eyeful. There was no way in hell her boobs were real. They were too perfect.
Large round, creamy globes sat high atop her chest. They gave way to a flat
stomach with a light-reflecting stud in her bellybutton. The pink thong was
still in place but left little to imagination, and her long, tan legs stretched
all the way to the floor.
Her hair was dark, her
features exotic, and her lips were full.
Even drunk, I had great
taste.
I motioned with my chin,
a little what’s up gesture, and draped my T-shirt over my
shoulder.
“Leaving so soon?” she
asked, padding across the carpeting toward me.
I didn’t even pretend to
not look at her chest. Shit, this had been a one-night stand. She could think I
was a dog all she wanted. Hell, she’d be right.
‘Course, she clearly
wasn’t the type of girl to be offended by my wandering eyes. She walked right
up to me, wound her arms around my bare waist, and pressed those perfect tits
right up against my chest. Then she rubbed around like she was a cat and I was
her scratching pole.
“Don’t you want to stay
for breakfast?” she purred.
“Much as I’d like to, I
can’t. Got somewhere to be.”
The woman whose name
might or might not be Veronica pulled back and sashayed her ass across the room
to a wooden nightstand by the bed. She bent at the waist, giving me the perfect
view of said bottom as she scrawled something on a piece of
paper.
I considered staying
longer, but if I did that, she’d think this wasn’t just a one-night stand.
Girls were complicated like that. If our night stretched into morning, they got
ideas. Ideas that maybe they would be the one to capture the guy no one else
could. They would read something more into morning sex than the sex that
occurred late at night when both our tongues tasted of
beer.
I might sleep around, I
might like a variety of ladies, but I never gave false hope where there was
none. I might be a dog, but I wasn’t an ass.
Sweet cheeks (I had to
call her something) swayed her hips back across the room and held out a scrap
of paper to me. “Call me,” she said, flipping her hair behind her
shoulder.
I glanced at her chest
one more time, then stuffed the piece of paper in the front pocket of my
jeans.
She leaned up and
pressed her lips to mine, slipping her tongue between. I kissed her back
quickly and then slowly pulled away. Reaching around, I palmed her ass. “Thanks
for last night,” I said and walked out of her bedroom without even looking
back.
By the front door, I
found my shoes and leather jacket and quickly finished dressing before stepping
out into the cold morning air. I wasn’t going to miss this cold. I was actually
looking forward to moving on, trying something new.
A thin layer of frost
covered the windshield on my truck. Instead of getting out and scraping it, I
blasted the heat and let the engine idle, letting it melt on its own. While I
waited, I pulled out the already crumpled piece of paper I was just given.
Smoothing it out, I looked down, my eyes skimming over the number I was never
going to call to look for her name.
I laughed and crumpled
the paper back up and tossed in on the floor of the
truck.
Rachel.
Damn. I hadn’t even been
close.
Cambria Hebert is the
author of the young adult paranormal Heven and Hell series,
the new adult Death Escorts series, and the new adult
Take it Off series. She loves a caramel latte, hates math
and is afraid of chickens (yes, chickens). She went to college for a bachelor’s
degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So
rest assured her characters will always have good hair. She currently lives in
North Carolina with her husband and children (both human and furry) where she
is plotting her next book. You can find out more about Cambria and her work by
visiting http://www.cambriahebert.com
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