Blog Tour – Crazy Apologetic Canadians by Cathryn Fox

Title: Crazy Apologetic Canadians

Author: Cathryn Fox

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Tropes: Grumpy-Sunshine/Small Town

Release Date: March 6, 2023

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“If you liked Crazy Rich Asians, you’re going to LOVE Crazy Apologetic Canadians!”

I take one look at the grumpy Brit and know I’m in trouble. Not because he’s in Nova Scotia to tear down our beloved amusement park. Or because he wants to build an elite school on the lush property.

No, I’m in trouble because Colin Parker is superlicious – despite the stick up his British bum.

You see, I’m a free-spirited girl who knows her way around a lobster boat. He’s a rule follower who knows his way around a boardroom. Can you say polar opposites?

Oh, did I mention his mother is back in England planning his marriage? The sexy Brit with a debutante makes sense, right?

You know what doesn’t make sense? The two of us between the sheets and a montage of fun activities that finally put a smile on his face. But when the montage ends, and life turns messy and complicated—yet we still manage to find common ground—it leads me to believe we’re not so different after all.

Until he does the one thing that proves me wrong and I’m forced to make a decision I thought I’d never have to make.

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“You can take the front. Sounds like you two have a lot of catching up to do, and I’d like to check my emails,” he replies.

“Suit yourself.” Emily flips the seat forward, and gestures for him to climb into the back. He puts one leg onto the floor of the back seat, pushes forward and grunts. I’m about to circle the car, but notice he’s not moving, or grunting. I’m not even sure he’s breathing. Great, I think we’ve killed him. We certainly have the motive. As I glance around, and contemplate on how to hide, or even move, the body, a loud groan reverberates through the near empty parking garage.

“Violet.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m…stuck.”

I admire his perfect ass, wedged between the back seat and the frame of my car. “Um, do you want me to push?”

“I think maybe you should pull.”

I take in the angle of his body and consider the logistics. “What do you want me to pull?” Emily chuckles beside me and I nudge her with my elbow. “Stop it.”

“Ow,” she complains.

I glare at her. “You’re not helping.”

She snaps her gum, enjoying this entirely too much. “What am I supposed to do?”

“I don’t know. Go around the other side and push on his head.”

“I thought that’s what he wanted you to pull.”

“Ohmigod!” She grins, clearly proud of her quick-witted sexual innuendo. “Do you want to walk home?”

The car rocks as he tries to free himself, and I pray to God he hasn’t heard Emily, or think in any way that I want to pull his…anything.

Emily drops her gum back into her purse. “Fine.”

She circles the car, and I step up to him. “I’m going to put my hands on your hips and pull, okay?”

“Yes, I believe that will work.”

Pity once again hits me. The man is obviously embarrassed. The British are so stiff—do not think about head and stiff.

Dammit, I’m thinking about it.

Let me try that again. The British are stoic and reserved, and this must be mortifying. Then again, maybe he’s none of those things. People have misconceptions about Canadians too. Yeah, okay, it’s true. We’re ridiculously nice and overly apologetic. Sue me.

As he struggles, I take a fast second and consider drawing this out, letting him wallow in his embarrassment. I mean he is here to destroy our town, but because I only have one mean bone in my body—you did just hear me say we were ridiculously nice right—and I might need to use it later, I put my hand on his sides, and brace my pelvis against his rear.

Oh my.

I glance over my shoulder and pray no one is watching. The last thing I want to be accused of is bum-fucking some Brit in the back of my car. I’m not looking to cause an international incident here. I suppose I could just tell them I’m trying to remove a stick that’s lodged deep. That’s more believable, anyway.

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cathryn Fox is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, aunt and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. Cathryn lives in beautiful Nova Scotia with her husband, who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. When not writing, Cathryn can be found Skyping with her son living in Seattle (could he have moved any farther away?) shopping with her daughter in the city, watching a big action flick with her husband, or hanging out and laughing with friends.

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New Release – Crazy Apologetic Canadians by Cathryn Fox

Title: Crazy Apologetic Canadians

Author: Cathryn Fox

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Tropes: Grumpy-Sunshine/Small Town

Release Date: March 6, 2023

BLURB

“If you liked Crazy Rich Asians, you’re going to LOVE Crazy Apologetic Canadians!”

I take one look at the grumpy Brit and know I’m in trouble. Not because he’s in Nova Scotia to tear down our beloved amusement park. Or because he wants to build an elite school on the lush property.

No, I’m in trouble because Colin Parker is superlicious – despite the stick up his British bum.

You see, I’m a free-spirited girl who knows her way around a lobster boat. He’s a rule follower who knows his way around a boardroom. Can you say polar opposites?

Oh, did I mention his mother is back in England planning his marriage? The sexy Brit with a debutante makes sense, right?

You know what doesn’t make sense? The two of us between the sheets and a montage of fun activities that finally put a smile on his face. But when the montage ends, and life turns messy and complicated—yet we still manage to find common ground—it leads me to believe we’re not so different after all.

Until he does the one thing that proves me wrong and I’m forced to make a decision I thought I’d never have to make.

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“You can take the front. Sounds like you two have a lot of catching up to do, and I’d like to check my emails,” he replies.

“Suit yourself.” Emily flips the seat forward, and gestures for him to climb into the back. He puts one leg onto the floor of the back seat, pushes forward and grunts. I’m about to circle the car, but notice he’s not moving, or grunting. I’m not even sure he’s breathing. Great, I think we’ve killed him. We certainly have the motive. As I glance around, and contemplate on how to hide, or even move, the body, a loud groan reverberates through the near empty parking garage.

“Violet.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m…stuck.”

I admire his perfect ass, wedged between the back seat and the frame of my car. “Um, do you want me to push?”

“I think maybe you should pull.”

I take in the angle of his body and consider the logistics. “What do you want me to pull?” Emily chuckles beside me and I nudge her with my elbow. “Stop it.”

“Ow,” she complains.

I glare at her. “You’re not helping.”

She snaps her gum, enjoying this entirely too much. “What am I supposed to do?”

“I don’t know. Go around the other side and push on his head.”

“I thought that’s what he wanted you to pull.”

“Ohmigod!” She grins, clearly proud of her quick-witted sexual innuendo. “Do you want to walk home?”

The car rocks as he tries to free himself, and I pray to God he hasn’t heard Emily, or think in any way that I want to pull his…anything.

Emily drops her gum back into her purse. “Fine.”

She circles the car, and I step up to him. “I’m going to put my hands on your hips and pull, okay?”

“Yes, I believe that will work.”

Pity once again hits me. The man is obviously embarrassed. The British are so stiff—do not think about head and stiff.

Dammit, I’m thinking about it.

Let me try that again. The British are stoic and reserved, and this must be mortifying. Then again, maybe he’s none of those things. People have misconceptions about Canadians too. Yeah, okay, it’s true. We’re ridiculously nice and overly apologetic. Sue me.

As he struggles, I take a fast second and consider drawing this out, letting him wallow in his embarrassment. I mean he is here to destroy our town, but because I only have one mean bone in my body—you did just hear me say we were ridiculously nice right—and I might need to use it later, I put my hand on his sides, and brace my pelvis against his rear.

Oh my.

I glance over my shoulder and pray no one is watching. The last thing I want to be accused of is bum-fucking some Brit in the back of my car. I’m not looking to cause an international incident here. I suppose I could just tell them I’m trying to remove a stick that’s lodged deep. That’s more believable, anyway.

Read Kay’s Review: Crazy Apologetic Canadians

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cathryn Fox is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, aunt and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie) pizza and red wine. Cathryn lives in beautiful Nova Scotia with her husband, who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. When not writing, Cathryn can be found Skyping with her son living in Seattle (could he have moved any farther away?) shopping with her daughter in the city, watching a big action flick with her husband, or hanging out and laughing with friends.

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Blog Tour – The Dom Who Came In From The Cold by Lexi Blake

The Dom Who Came In From The Cold by Lexi Blake is now live!

Time and space had done nothing to change his feelings for MaeBe.

Kyle Hawthorne will do anything to protect MaeBe in this exciting new novel from New York Times bestselling author Lexi Blake. USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake.

Kyle Hawthorne once believed his future would be a job in the private sector—a simple, normal life. Fate had other plans and he wound up in the military. Some newly discovered talents caught the eye of the CIA, and in no time he was working with a covert team. He found himself in a relationship with fellow operative, Julia—until she turned out to be the enemy. When her betrayal was uncovered, things got bloody and Kyle returned home broken, searching for a chance to walk the road not taken.

MaeBe Vaughan has never been interested in normal. Her happy place is a dark corner of the Internet, where she disrupts all the bad guys. She has a great circle of friends and a full life. She doesn’t need a man. Until Kyle Hawthorne walked into her life. He’s all wrong for her. Surly. Damaged. His uncle is her boss. But she couldn’t help getting close to him. When his past threatened her safety, Kyle walked out without saying good-bye.

Kyle will do anything to keep MaeBe safe. He faked his death, hid in the middle of nowhere, and watched over her from afar. But when Julia resurfaces, he knows that to protect MaeBe, he’ll have to get close. So close that if they manage to survive, he will never let her go.

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Excerpt

“Do you think he’s going to kill you? I know the man seems scary but he’s not. The key with Big Tag is to give as good as you get. Like fight his sarcasm with sarcasm. When he asks how my broom ride in was, I smile and ask him if he rode in on the back of a brontosaurus from his age. I know that sounds harsh, but it made him laugh, and now we’re cool. I spent the first couple of weeks terrified by him, thinking he was this big bully, but he’s actually the sweetest guy.” The words had been said with a slightly husky feminine tone, and when he turned, sure enough there was a woman. A young woman who looked like she’d walked off the pages of a goth comic book. She was petite, a good foot shorter than him, with two purple pig tails, and she liked black. She had on a black miniskirt with sparkly suspenders over a black button-up. Dark green leggings and combat boots completed the look. She was absolutely nothing like the two types of women he’d been surrounded by the last decade of his life. Military women who kept things neat and clean and practical, or the sophisticated crowd he’d run in when he’d been a spy. Women who were polished and thought out every single word they said and action made. The first he would have nodded and made some simple conversation with. The second he would spend some time figuring out to ensure they weren’t here to spy on him. He had absolutely no idea what to do with the woman in front of him. “Uh, I don’t think he’s going to kill me.” She was weirdly fascinating. And just plain weird. She had a messenger bag over her shoulder, and the wide strap was decorated with a bunch of buttons, one which proclaimed her the Mistress of Code. She seemed to like code and the color green since she had a big button with the words I Always Play Green and some weird figure on it. “Confident. I like it. Are you a client or a new hire?” She gasped as she seemed to think of something. “Or a new vendor? Because if you are trying to sell the big guy anything that’s not a lemon tart, he might kill you. We should rethink this.” It was her smile that did it. A small uptick of lips that let him know she was fucking with him and probably fucked with every guy in her life. Not in a “I’m looking to screw you over, take your secrets, and then probably murder you on the way out the door” way he’d gotten used to. In the “I don’t take life too seriously” way. Like the women he’d been friends with in college. The ones he’d been comfortable with in another lifetime. In the life he’d had before he’d so brutally destroyed everything around him. He should walk away from this woman. He was toxic, and his world for so long had been blood and secrets and death. She wouldn’t even know how to walk in his world. She also wasn’t his type. The last thing he needed was even a casual flirtation. “I’m the new guy.” He held out a hand. “Name’s Kyle Hawthorne. I’m starting in the bodyguard unit today.” She was completely harmless. It wouldn’t hurt to talk to the cute goth chick while he was here. He wouldn’t be here forever. He was giving this two months tops. That should be enough time to satisfy his family and the higher-ups at the CIA that he wasn’t going to do something dangerous. And then he would go do something dangerous. She reached out, that smile turning into something truly glorious. Her black-tinged lips spread and showed even white teeth, but it was the way that smile lit up her eyes that made him pause. “MaeBe.” Oh, she was playing with fire because for the first time in months he felt his groin tighten as he took her hand in his and felt an actual fucking spark that probably wasn’t static electricity. He couldn’t help the way his own lips curled up, and the words that flowed out of his mouth could have come from his twenty-year-old self. “Maybe? I would say that’s a little presumptuous of you, but I think I’ll go with it.”

 

Meet Lexi

New York Times bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband and three kids. Since starting her publishing journey in 2010, she’s sold over three million copies of her books. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance that she found success. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings. Find out more about Lexi on her website, follow her on Twitter, like her on her Facebook page, or friend her on her Facebook profile.

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New Release – The Dom Who Came In From The Cold by Lexi Blake

The Dom Who Came In From The Cold by Lexi Blake is now live!

Time and space had done nothing to change his feelings for MaeBe.

Kyle Hawthorne will do anything to protect MaeBe in this exciting new novel from New York Times bestselling author Lexi Blake. USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake.

Kyle Hawthorne once believed his future would be a job in the private sector—a simple, normal life. Fate had other plans and he wound up in the military. Some newly discovered talents caught the eye of the CIA, and in no time he was working with a covert team. He found himself in a relationship with fellow operative, Julia—until she turned out to be the enemy. When her betrayal was uncovered, things got bloody and Kyle returned home broken, searching for a chance to walk the road not taken.

MaeBe Vaughan has never been interested in normal. Her happy place is a dark corner of the Internet, where she disrupts all the bad guys. She has a great circle of friends and a full life. She doesn’t need a man. Until Kyle Hawthorne walked into her life. He’s all wrong for her. Surly. Damaged. His uncle is her boss. But she couldn’t help getting close to him. When his past threatened her safety, Kyle walked out without saying good-bye.

Kyle will do anything to keep MaeBe safe. He faked his death, hid in the middle of nowhere, and watched over her from afar. But when Julia resurfaces, he knows that to protect MaeBe, he’ll have to get close. So close that if they manage to survive, he will never let her go.

Download today on Amazon, Audible, Apple Books, Barnes & Noble, Google Play, Kobo!

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Excerpt

“Do you think he’s going to kill you? I know the man seems scary but he’s not. The key with Big Tag is to give as good as you get. Like fight his sarcasm with sarcasm. When he asks how my broom ride in was, I smile and ask him if he rode in on the back of a brontosaurus from his age. I know that sounds harsh, but it made him laugh, and now we’re cool. I spent the first couple of weeks terrified by him, thinking he was this big bully, but he’s actually the sweetest guy.” The words had been said with a slightly husky feminine tone, and when he turned, sure enough there was a woman. A young woman who looked like she’d walked off the pages of a goth comic book. She was petite, a good foot shorter than him, with two purple pig tails, and she liked black. She had on a black miniskirt with sparkly suspenders over a black button-up. Dark green leggings and combat boots completed the look. She was absolutely nothing like the two types of women he’d been surrounded by the last decade of his life. Military women who kept things neat and clean and practical, or the sophisticated crowd he’d run in when he’d been a spy. Women who were polished and thought out every single word they said and action made. The first he would have nodded and made some simple conversation with. The second he would spend some time figuring out to ensure they weren’t here to spy on him. He had absolutely no idea what to do with the woman in front of him. “Uh, I don’t think he’s going to kill me.” She was weirdly fascinating. And just plain weird. She had a messenger bag over her shoulder, and the wide strap was decorated with a bunch of buttons, one which proclaimed her the Mistress of Code. She seemed to like code and the color green since she had a big button with the words I Always Play Green and some weird figure on it. “Confident. I like it. Are you a client or a new hire?” She gasped as she seemed to think of something. “Or a new vendor? Because if you are trying to sell the big guy anything that’s not a lemon tart, he might kill you. We should rethink this.” It was her smile that did it. A small uptick of lips that let him know she was fucking with him and probably fucked with every guy in her life. Not in a “I’m looking to screw you over, take your secrets, and then probably murder you on the way out the door” way he’d gotten used to. In the “I don’t take life too seriously” way. Like the women he’d been friends with in college. The ones he’d been comfortable with in another lifetime. In the life he’d had before he’d so brutally destroyed everything around him. He should walk away from this woman. He was toxic, and his world for so long had been blood and secrets and death. She wouldn’t even know how to walk in his world. She also wasn’t his type. The last thing he needed was even a casual flirtation. “I’m the new guy.” He held out a hand. “Name’s Kyle Hawthorne. I’m starting in the bodyguard unit today.” She was completely harmless. It wouldn’t hurt to talk to the cute goth chick while he was here. He wouldn’t be here forever. He was giving this two months tops. That should be enough time to satisfy his family and the higher-ups at the CIA that he wasn’t going to do something dangerous. And then he would go do something dangerous. She reached out, that smile turning into something truly glorious. Her black-tinged lips spread and showed even white teeth, but it was the way that smile lit up her eyes that made him pause. “MaeBe.” Oh, she was playing with fire because for the first time in months he felt his groin tighten as he took her hand in his and felt an actual fucking spark that probably wasn’t static electricity. He couldn’t help the way his own lips curled up, and the words that flowed out of his mouth could have come from his twenty-year-old self. “Maybe? I would say that’s a little presumptuous of you, but I think I’ll go with it.”

 

Meet Lexi

New York Times bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband and three kids. Since starting her publishing journey in 2010, she’s sold over three million copies of her books. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance that she found success. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings. Find out more about Lexi on her website, follow her on Twitter, like her on her Facebook page, or friend her on her Facebook profile.

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Blog Tour – The Society #ThisIsWar by Ivy Smoak

This is war, baby.

The Society #ThisisWar, the gripping and highly-anticipated second book in The Society Series from USA Today, Wall Street Journal and #1

Amazon bestselling author Ivy Smoak is available now!!

My boyfriend was kidnapped.

And all signs point to him being held at Club Onyx – the most exclusive club in the city.

There’s just one problem…

I have no idea where that is.

But I will find him.

No matter what it takes.

This is war, baby.

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“You know there’s another option,” Chastity said as we finished another box of wine.

I’d been finishing a lot of boxes of wine recently.

“Don’t you say it.” I clenched my jaw. I knew exactly who she was going to say. Tanner’s best friend. The one man on this earth I was more embarrassed around than Dr. Lyons. And that was really saying something because I’d tried to rape Dr. Lyons.

Chastity opened her mouth.

“Don’t you freaking say it!”

“Matthew Caldwell.”

“No! We don’t even know for sure that they’re friends!”

“I looked into it. He’s definitely the Matt from Tanner’s phone. We both saw how Nigel reacted to me asking about him.”

I shook my head.

“And honestly, maybe this is for the best. You can’t date Tanner if he’s friends with Matt. You wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

“Yes I could! I’d do anything for Tanner.”

“Anything?”

“Of course.”

“Got you. So if you won’t see Dr. Lyons, then you can at least contact Matt. End of discussion.”

“I can’t talk to Matt or Dr. Lyons.”

“You just said you’d do anything. And we’ve been searching for months. Matt is our last option. Trust me, I wouldn’t mention him if it wasn’t dire.”

“I can’t.”

“Ash, Matt’s dick is fine. I’m sure he forgives you for setting it on fire.”

“No man forgives a girl for something like that.” Although it did kind of seem like Matt had forgiven me. The few times I’d run into him after the incident he’d been perfectly kind. Too kind. He was probably luring me into a false sense of security while he put his case together to sue me for all I’m worth.

“He has reservations in half an hour at that new restaurant with all the rave reviews. Get dressed. We’re going.”

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New Release – Tasty Pickle by JJ Knight

Title: Tasty Pickle

Series: Everything Tasty #2

Author: JJ Knight

Genre: Standalone Romantic Comedy

Trope: Opposites Attract

Release Date: January 20, 2023

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Surely nobody has ever met their great love while using duct tape to pull cactus needles out of their girl parts on a mountain trail.

Except I just did.

Let me tell you about Axel Pickle.

He’s a bronzed god.

Totally outdoorsy.

Worth half a billion after selling his nature app.

And he hikes naked.

He showed up in nothing but his hiking boots when I ran shrieking onto his private property after peeing on a prickly pear and being unable to put my pants back on.

We’ve been staring at each other’s private parts from the moment we first laid eyes on each other.

But I can’t date him.

I shouldn’t even talk to him.

And why he’s showing up at the hotel deli where I work, volunteering to slice the salami is a mystery to me.

I’m running from a terrible situation, and I need to keep my head down and avoid the world.

But something about the way Axel looks at me gets under my skin.

And this time, no duct tape in the world can yank the hooks he’s set in my wary, introverted soul.

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Tasty Pickle is a full-length standalone rom com about the most charming, witty, completely useless hunk of man-meat ever to nature walk au naturel, a skeptical, purposefully underachieving deli worker, and the ghost pepper pickle relish that brings them together with a kiss so fiery that it ends up requiring medicated lip gloss.

It is part of the bestselling Pickleverse, but you do not need to read any other books before this one. You can start your outrageous adventure into the world of the Pickles right here.

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EXCERPT

First, I was forced on a hike by my employer.

Then, I got tired and slowed down for like fifteen seconds and somehow lost the group.

Then, I got pelted with nuts by maniac squirrels with a grudge.

I ran in the direction where I thought the group was headed and lost the trail completely.

Of course, I had no cell signal.

Of course.

Just like a horror movie.

I started stress-drinking Gatorade.

Then, I had to pee.

So, I popped a squat.

Apparently on a cactus hidden in the brush.

Tiny spines attached to my girl parts.

And now, I’m on my back, my cactus-impaled vajajay flashing in the sun, my yellow daisy underwear caught on my ankle.

I would like very much to be eaten by a mountain lion.

I can think of nothing else to do, so I close my eyes, lay my head in the dirt, and wish for death.

Then something nudges my shoe.

Uggh.

I ignore it.

Nudge.

No. I’m dead. Death has become me.

Nudge.

“Hey.”

Someone is here. Great.

I open one eye in a squint. A man stands over me like a bronzed god, wearing a backpack, a neckerchief, and hiking boots. And nothing else.

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JJ Knight is the USA Today and Amazon Top 100 bestselling author of contemporary romance and romantic comedy including Single Dad on Top and Big Pickle.

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Blog Tour – Tempting the Neighbor by Ashley Muñoz

“I was in a world of homeowner hell.”

Tempting the Neighbor, an all-new heat-filled enemies-to-lovers small-town standalone romance in the Mount Macon Series from bestselling author Ashley Munoz is live now!

Becoming a homeowner is not all it’s cracked up to be, let me tell you that right now. Especially in the dead of winter, when apparently trees can just fall in the middle of a suburban neighborhood.

Did my next-door neighbor help me remove said tree?

No, he did not…

And I asked while rocking bedhead, the world’s puffiest coat, and ugly snow boots.

So, really…he left me no choice.

I broke into his house.

While I only intended to steal a little warmth and maybe a cup of coffee, I fell victim to his jacuzzi tub.

Unfortunately for me, he returned early and that’s really when things got weird.

Instead of a cold glare or icy reply, all of which I fully expected from my disagreeable neighbor.

Colson Hanes offered to make me breakfast.

Then he asked me to stay…

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At the end of the hall was a closed door, which of course I opened because what if

Colson was secretly hiding dead bodies. If more people would be nosy, I was positive more

crimes would be solved.

But as soon as that door cracked, my eyes rounded, and my jaw hung loose.

It wasn’t the massive king-size bed, with no feathers or silk in sight, that got me. It

wasn’t his elaborate record collection or his deep-set leather chair that faced his backyard, or the

billion-inch television mounted on the wall. No, what had me fully arrested was the soaking tub

in his bathroom, complete with jets and a soft pillow neck rest.

The urge to relax and let the stress of the morning slip away was too strong to resist.

I let out a sigh, tugged off my shirt and whispered, “Come to Mama.”

The man had shower gel that I used as bubble bath, it smelled woodsy with a blend of

spice that made me groan, and I managed to find exactly three candles under his bathroom sink.

They were a part of an emergency kit, but whatever. With the few candles, bath gel, and

steaming hot water, I stripped. The warm air was like velvet against my bare skin as I tossed my

pajamas to the side.

Once the tub was full, I turned off the faucet and hissed as my toe plunged into the water.

“Perfect.”

I sighed, lowering the rest of my body into the steam.

As I soaked, I closed my eyes and began a deep breathing routine.

I counted slowly, feeling my lungs expand and wisps of my hair float around my head. I

didn’t usually like getting my curls wet, but it also felt too good not to plunge under. Right as I

counted to eighteen, I shoved back through the surface of the water.

“What. The fuck. Nora?!” a loud, angry voice boomed from somewhere off to my left.

My heart flipped inside my chest; my lungs still burned from holding my breath. My eyes

were still closed because I hadn’t rubbed the water out of them yet, but now I was apprehensive

about opening them.

I didn’t need to see, to know it was Colson standing there, witnessing me taking a bath in

his house. Naked.

Oh. My. God.

I was currently naked.

I let out a small animalistic sound and ducked back under the water, as if that could hide

me. Until I realized most of the bubbles had dissipated because shower gel was not bubble bath.

Fuck.

I resurfaced right as I heard him speak again.

“Do you want to explain to me what in the hell you’re doing here?”

Finally, I pressed my fingers into my closed eyes to wipe away the water and slowly slid

my gaze to the mirror, which reflected a menacing form. Leaning against the door frame, with

crossed arms and a scowl on his handsome face, Colson glared.

But what would I even say? How did I come back from this?

“Look…” I swallowed thickly, keeping my eyes on him through the mirror. My arms

were crossed over my breasts, and I brought my knees up for extra coverage. “If you feel the

need to press charges, please let me explain myself first.”

His hand came up, tunneling through his messy blond hair. The beanie he’d worn earlier

was gone, so were his shoes and jacket, now he stood in thick jeans and a soft T-shirt. I hated

how badly I wanted to run my fingers along the stretchy material and rub it against my face when

he wasn’t looking. It looked so soft.

“I never said anything about pressing charges, Nora. All I asked was for you to explain

yourself, so please…” He held his hand out as if I should continue.

Right.

My sopping curls frizzed as I sat in the water, watching him in the mirror.

“I have no power at my house…no coffee or way to make breakfast…” I was totally

hoping for empathy from him, but his face was made of stone, completely unmoving, so I pushed

on. “I just planned to steal a little heat and some coffee, but then I saw your tub.”

His head tilted the slightest bit. “And how is it that you found my tub?”

I puckered my brow at the reminder of his closed door.

“Yeah, about that…why leave your door shut when no one else lives here?”

He inclined his head as if to challenge me.

“Why would you assume that no one else lives here?”

Oh, shit…why would I assume that?

“Colson, I’m so sorry. I have no idea what came over me, let me just get up and I’ll

leave.”

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Blog Tour – Dirty Crazy Bad 2 by Siobhan Davis

In the secret society of The Luminaries, no sin will go unpunished…

Dirty Crazy Bad 2, the addictive and jaw-dropping conclusion to the dark reverse-harem Dirty Crazy Bad Duet from USA Today & Wall Street Journal bestselling author Siobhan Davis is live now!

The Greed & Gluttony Luminary has trapped us into executing his evil plans, and it seems we have little option but to agree. Carter has orchestrated Chad’s kidnapping, and he holds my mom’s life in his hands.

Then he drops a game-changer

We must play our parts—or at least look like we are—because the fate of our loved ones, and the world at large, depends upon it. There is no choice.

It’s a delicate balancing act, with many obstacles and no guarantee of success. Carter has spent years planning his takeover and knowing who to trust is impossible.

Teamwork is the only way we can defeat him. But that is challenging when relationships are fractured, the guys are sworn enemies, and loyalties have been pushed to their limits.

It’s up to me to make this work, so I will push my grief aside to be there for Ares, Jase, and Chad.

Rhett Carter cannot become Lord of the Luminaries and we’re the only ones that can stop him.

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ASHLEY

Jase stalls on the step above me as Mom and Ares continue to the upper level where Ares’s, Chad’s, and my bedrooms are. “What’s wrong?” he asks, turning to face me.

“You need to sleep down here,” I say, leaning against the banisters as I try not to let the crestfallen look on his face get to me.

“I don’t expect anything, Ash, but I want to stay with you. To make sure you’re okay.”

“I’ll be fine. I have already taken pain meds, and I’ll just set my alarm to wake me every few hours.”

He folds his arms across his broad chest as his emerald eyes peer into mine. “I know I hurt you and I need to make it up to you. I know it’s not as easy as me saying I’m sorry or that I was trying to protect you. But please don’t shut me out. You are injured, and someone should stay with you.”

“I’ll stay with her.” Ares’s gruff voice echoes from above.

I look up, spotting him hanging back on the top step.

I expect Jase to argue. There is little love lost between those two. But he surprises me.

He fixes his gaze on Ares. “Make sure you wake her every four hours. And come get me if there are any issues during the night.”

Ares equally surprises me when he nods agreeably.

Jase pulls me into a tender hug. Pressing his warm lips to my ear, he whispers, “I love you, Temptress. Whatever you need, I will give you.”

Tears stab my eyes at his words. I know what this must be costing him. “I love you too,” I whisper, stretching up to kiss his cheek. “But that doesn’t magically solve all our issues.”

“I know.” The look of adoration on his face as he tucks stray strands of pink hair behind my ears is almost enough to change my mind. “We need to talk about a lot of things.”

I bob my head as I extract myself from his embrace and move around him. “Yeah, we do. Night, Jase. Sleep well.”

“Night, baby.”

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