Book Review: Right Wrong Guy (Brightwater #2) by Lia Riley

Right Wrong Guy
Brightwater, #2
by Lia Riley

Release Date:
August 4th, 2014

Publisher:
Avon Impulse

Source:
Publisher via Edelweiss

eARC received in exchange of honest review

Synopsis:

Sometimes two wrongs can make a right... 

Bad boy wrangler, Archer Kane, lives fast and loose. Words like responsibility and commitment send him running in the opposite direction. Until a wild Vegas weekend puts him on a collision course with Eden Bankcroft-Kew, a New York heiress running away from her blackmailing fiancé…the morning of her wedding. 

Eden has never understood the big attraction to cowboys. Give her a guy in a tailored suit any day of the week. But now all she can think about is Mr. Rugged Handsome, six-feet of sinfully sexy country charm with a pair of green eyes that keeps her tossing and turning all night long. 

Archer might be the wrong guy for a woman like her, but she's not right in thinking he'll walk away without fighting for her heart. And maybe, just maybe, two wrongs can make a right.

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Our Review of Last First Kiss HERE
Our Review of Best Worst Mistake HERE

Lindy's Thoughts:

I was excited to return to the small town of Brightwater, California.  I adore the Kane family, and their significant others.  I was pleasantly surprised to discover that book 1 and book 2 in this series run concurrently in time.  It was great to get reacquainted with Sawyer Kane, Annie Carson, Kit Kane, and my favorite character of all, Grandma Kane. 

Eden "Edie" Bancroft-Kew is a well-to-do Manhattan socialite.  It's Eden's Mother's dying wish for her to marry long time family friend, Reginald "Reggie" Winter.  On her wedding day, Edie, discovers that Reggie is using her for her inheritance.  

After Edie meets a handsome cowboy, by the name of Archer Kane, her life is transformed.  She discovers that Archer is from the small town of Brightwater California, which is where her first cousin, Quincy, currently resides.  On a whim, Edie hitches a ride with Archer, and decides to take control of her life's happiness.  She will open her own high quality coffee and pastry shop.  

As far as romance is concerned, Edie is extremely attracted to Archer, but she is hearing rumors about his womanizing ways.  She doesn't think that she can trust her gut after being betrayed by her ex-fiancee.  Another conundrum arises when Reggie begins blackmailing Eddie.  Can she find peace and happiness in Brightwater?

Right Wrong Guy was a sweet, warm, charming, and romantic love story.  I enjoyed the characters, and love the sense of humor that Ms. Riley has created in Grandma Kane.  I loved this small town romance, and it was a great read to savor on a cold night, under the covers.  These characters warmed my heart, and brought many smiles to my face.  My only critique of this story would be that it was difficult to buy in to the way Archer Kane went from a philanderer to a one-woman kind of man so quickly.  However, he does tell us that he is tired of his fast-paced lifestyle, and wants a more meaningful relationship with a woman.  Then again, this is the day after he has a threesome in Las Vegas.

If you enjoy small town romance, the Brightwater Series is wonderful.  All of these characters are warm, fun, have colorful personalities, and give us readers great romance!  These stories give off a meaningful sense of family, close friendships, and community.  

Rating:

I give, Right Wrong Guy, by Lia Riley, 3.5 Heartwarming, Seductive Sexy Times, and Fun Filled Stars! 

Mikki's Review:

The second installment of Lia Riley's Brightwater Series, Right Wrong Guy, was a wonderful, sweet and enjoyable reading escape! If you are a fan of small town romance you definitely want to add this series on your TBR list. These books are perfect if you are looking for a sweet romance with a dash of spice.

What I like about this series is that the characters are real, the stories always captivating and the romance is always heart-melting. It's very easy to relate to these characters and you won't be able to resist cheering for their HEA. They all have a little something that will catch your attention. Especially grandma Kane. Oh my world!!! I love this little lady!! She can be moody, but God is she entertaining!!!

One-night stands are easy and require no commitment. The last thing Archer Kane is looking for is a long-term relationship. Until Eden Bankcroft-Kew walks into his life. In Sin City he meets the woman that will change his life forever. Eden is having the worst day of her life. A lying fiancé sends her running away straight into Archer's arms. When she meets him, she has no doubt that this sexy cowboy is trouble. The kind of trouble you want to meet. As days go by, their feelings for each other grow. Archer is ready to put his past behind and start a new journey with Eden. Will is reputation bring trouble in paradise? If it does, will Archer be able to win Eden's heart?

I had not problem connecting with Eden and Archer. Their chemistry was pretty strong. What I had a hard time with, is Archer's manwhore ways. Before meeting Eden, there was a never ending amount of ladies in his bed. There is no doubt in my mind that he was ready to find ''The One'', but it was almost an insta-love kind of thing with Eden. There is nothing wrong with that. I just wanted a slow building romance between these two. 

What I love about small town romance novels, is that you get to revisit all your favorite characters. I was happy to see familiar faces. My favorite one would be grandma Kane. She is hilarious and I guarantee that you will love her just as much as I do! This book can be read as a standalone, but I recommend the rest of the books in this series as well. They are the perfect reading escape when you want a great romance story with a little bit of drama.

Rating:

I give Right Wrong Guy, by Lia Riley, 3.5 enjoyable, sweet, romantic, fun stars!

About the Author:

Lia Riley writes offbeat New Adult and Contemporary Adult romance. After studying at the University of Montana-Missoula, she scoured the world armed only with a backpack, overconfidence and a terrible sense of direction. She counts shooting vodka with a Ukranian mechanic in Antarctica, sipping yerba mate with gauchos in Chile and swilling XXXX with stationhands in Outback Australia among her accomplishments. 

A British literature fanatic at heart, Lia considers Mr. Darcy and Edward Rochester as her fictional boyfriends. Her very patient husband doesn't mind. Much. When not torturing heroes (because c'mon, who doesn't love a good tortured hero?), Lia herds unruly chickens, camps, beach combs, daydreams about future books, wades through a mile-high TBR pile and schemes yet another trip. Right now, Icelandic hot springs and Scottish castles sound mighty fine.

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Release Day Launch & Review: Leveled (Saints of Denver #0.5) by Jay Crownover

Leveled
Saints of Denver 
#0.5

By:
Jay Crownover

Publisher:
William Morrow Impulse

Published:
Nov. 2, 2015

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Book Summary:

We all need a hero...let the Saints of Denver begin. 

Orlando Frederick knows what it is to be leveled by pain. Instead of focusing on his own, he’s made it his mission to help others: sports stars, wounded war vets, survivors of all kinds. But when Dom, a rugged, damaged, sinfully attractive cop makes his way into Lando’s physical therapy practice, he might be the biggest challenge yet. Lando loved one stubborn man before and barely survived the fallout. He’s not sure if he can do it again. 

Dominic Voss is a protector. The police badge he wears is not only his job, it’s his identity, so when he’s sidelined because of an injury, the only thing he cares about is getting back on the force. He expects Lando to mend his body, he just doesn’t realize the trainer will also have him working towards a hell of a lot more. As attraction simmers and flares, Dom sees that Lando needs repair of his own...if only the man will let him close enough to mend what's broken.

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My Thoughts:

Leveled was a sweet and fast-paced novella.  It is the story of Dominic "Dom" Voss (Loyal's best friend and police partner,) and Orlando "Lando" Frederick's story.  Dom was severely injured in the call of duty, and is determined to get back to the career he loves.  Royal is able to pull some strings and get Lando as his physical therapist.  Lando is highly sought after by sports stars, and is one of the best in his field.

When Lando and Dom first meet one another sparks fly. This is a shocker for Lando, because he is still mourning the death of his first and only love, Remy Archer.  Lando decides to keep things strictly professional.  For one he doesn't date his clients, and for another, he could never date a police officer, and risk losing someone else he loves.  Will fear rule Lando, or will Dom convince him to take another chance on love?

Leveled was a really good story.  I loved the fact that I got to be reunited with the amazing cast of characters in the Marked Men series.  Plus, Dom and Lando were both minor character that I liked, but didn't know a lot about.  I enjoyed getting to know both of them on a deeper level.  Leveled was an emotionally-charged story.  I love that Ms. Crownover gave us the dual perspectives of Lando and Dom.  My heart mourned for Lando's loss, and I understood his fear, and how hard it was to break free, and put his heart on the line again.

My Rating:

I give Leveled, by Jay Crownover, 4 Courageous, Healing from Heat Ache, and New Love Filled Stars!  I was happy that Orlando and Dom both got their own HEA.  Ms. Crownover's fans are going to be very pleased with this sweet and romantic novella! 

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He reached out and shut the medical file in front of him and leaned back in his chair. His eyebrows arched up, and he laced his fingers together and put his index fingers under his chin. 

“What exactly are you after, Mr. Voss?” His voice was smooth and modulated. I was a disaster, a bundle of nerves and anxiety, and this dude was acting like we were talking about the weather, not my entire life and everything I had ever worked my ass off for. 

Defiantly I spread my legs apart and slumped back in the chair across from him, making it a point to affect a posture that was as casual as his was professional. I had on a faded DPD T-shirt and a pair of jeans with a hole in the knee, and both were a little baggy since I’d lost some of my bulk being laid up in the hospital after the accident. If the guy across from me was a cherry-red Ferrari, then I was a rusted-out and battered John Deere tractor in comparison.

“I want my life back, Mr. Frederick. I want to be able to move the way I used to. I want to pass the department physical so I can go back on patrol. I want to be able to walk without needing a crutch or a cane. I want to be the way I was before I got hurt.” I was asking for the impossible and I knew it. “And please call me Dom.” 

He dipped his chin down a little, and the edge of his mouth tilted up in a slight grin. Damn the man was good-looking. I blew out a breath and lifted up my hands to run them over the top of my shorn hair. I was hanging on to my sanity by a thread and my unexpected reaction to the guy that I was hanging every hope I had left on wasn’t helping matters. 

“All right, Dom. You can call me Lando. That’s what my friends call me.” 

I felt one of my eyebrows shoot up. “Are we going to be friends?”

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About Jay Crownover:

Jay Crownover is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Marked Men and The Point series. Like her characters, she is a big fan of tattoos. She loves music and wishes she could be a rock star, but since she has no aptitude for singing or instrument playing, she'll settle for writing stories with interesting characters that make the reader feel something. She lives in Colorado with her three dogs.

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Book Review: Until Friday Night (The Field Party #1) by Abbi Glines

Until Friday Night
The Field Party, #1
by Abbi Glines

Release Date:
August 25th, 2015

Publisher:
Simon Pulse

Source:
Publisher via Edelweiss

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Synopsis:

To everyone who knows him, West Ashby has always been that guy: the cocky, popular, way-too-handsome-for-his-own-good football god who led Lawton High to the state championships. But while West may be Big Man on Campus on the outside, on the inside he’s battling the grief that comes with watching his father slowly die of cancer. 

Two years ago, Maggie Carleton’s life fell apart when her father murdered her mother. And after she told the police what happened, she stopped speaking and hasn’t spoken since. Even the move to Lawton, Alabama, couldn’t draw Maggie back out. So she stayed quiet, keeping her sorrow and her fractured heart hidden away. 

As West’s pain becomes too much to handle, he knows he needs to talk to someone about his father—so in the dark shadows of a post-game party, he opens up to the one girl who he knows won’t tell anyone else. 

West expected that talking about his dad would bring some relief, or at least a flood of emotions he couldn’t control. But he never expected the quiet new girl to reply, to reveal a pain even deeper than his own—or for them to form a connection so strong that he couldn’t ever let her go…

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My Thoughts:

I always enjoy reading books by author Abbi Glines.  I have read everything that she's ever written, and was really excited to learn that she was coming out with a new series, The Field Party.  Most of her books are in the New Adult Genre, but Until Friday Night was on the border between Young Adult and New Adult.

Maggie witnessed the murder of her mother at the hands of her father when she was fifteen years old.  Since that day, she had been nonverbal as a way to protect herself from the outside world.  She has stayed with her godmother for two years, and felt like an unwanted burden.  Now, she is being shipped off too Lawton Alabama at the age of seventeen to live with her mother's brother, Boone, his wife Coralee, and her cousin Brady. 

The family is very warm and open, with the exception of Brady who has mixed feelings.  He feels like she is intruding on his life, because Coralee gives Maggie his bedroom, and expects him to introduce her to all of his friends, take her out with him, and make her a part of his crowd at school.  Brady thinks Maggie is odd, and not all there based on the fact that she doesn't talk.  She communicates by writing messages in a notebook, or text messaging, and reassures Brady that he doesn't need to include her in his life.  She doesn't want to burden him.

Brady is the star quarterback of his high school football team, and all of his buddies take notice of how beautiful Maggie is.  He warns them that she is off limits, and has a lot of issues.  However, that doesn't keep them from wanting to get to know her.  Brady's best friend West, is in emotional turmoil.  His father is dying of Colon Cancer and withering away right before his eyes.  His mother is in grieving, and he has no one that he feels like he can talk to.  

Maggie recognizes the pain she see's in his eyes, and wonders why his friends fro not notice what is right in front of them.  since Maggie doesn't talk, West feels comfortable sharing what he's going through knowing that she won't repeat it.  Eventually, Maggie and West develop a very special friendship, where they share their pain, memories, and thoughts with one another.  Deep feelings for one another and attraction blossom in to love.  However, Maggie doesn't just want to be West's crutch.  She wants to mean more to him, and how will Brady react to his best friend wanting to be with his cousin?

Until Friday Night surprised me.  Most of Abbi Glines' books have a light-hearted feel to them.  This story dealt with grief, emotional turmoil, and learning how to live again.  It was a story that tugged on my heart strings.  I felt so much pain for what both Maggie and West had to endure, and my heart broke for them.  Their life experiences transformed them.  Maggie had a maturity and wisdom to her that most people her age don't have.  West had a lot of anger inside of him and he really lashed out.  I loved watching the way that Maggie guided and nurtured him with her quiet strength.  She impacted the person that he was dramatically.

I really enjoyed getting to know the rest of the football team.  My favorite's were Brady, Maggie's cousin, and Nash.  I hope we get their stories soon.  We get a glimpse of a girl from Gunner's past having returned, and all of the guys on the team being very negative about it.  I believe Gunner, and her story are next.  I'm looking forward to continuing this story and learning more about the guys on the Lawton High Football Team, and getting their stories.  

My Rating:

I give, Until Friday Night, by Abbi Glines, 4 Tragic Life Events, Grief-Stricken, Beautiful Friendship Filled Stars.  This is a story that will pull on your heart strings, and make you root for Maggie and West's healing and happiness!

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About the Author:

Abbi Glines is a #1 New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of the Rosemary Beach, Sea Breeze, Vincent Boys, and Existence series. She has a new YA series coming out in the fall of 2015 titled The Field Party Series . She never cooks unless baking during the Christmas holiday counts. She believes in ghosts and has a habit of asking people if their house is haunted before she goes in it. She drinks afternoon tea because she wants to be British but alas she was born in Alabama. When asked how many books she has written she has to stop and count on her fingers. When she’s not locked away writing, she is reading, shopping (major shoe and purse addiction), sneaking off to the movies alone, and listening to the drama in her teenagers lives while making mental notes on the good stuff to use later. Don’t judge. 

You can connect with Abbi online in several different ways. She uses social media to procrastinate.

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Blog Tour & Giveaway : Make Me (Broke and Beautiful #3) by Tessa Bailey

Make Me
Broke and Beautiful, #3
by Tessa Bailey

Release Date:
August 11th, 2015

Publisher:
Avon Impulse

Source:
Publisher via Edelweiss

eARC received in exchange of honest review

Synopsis:

In the final Broke and Beautiful novel from bestselling author Tessa Bailey, a blue collar construction worker and a quiet uptown girl are about to discover that the friendzone can sometimes be excellent foreplay. 

Construction worker Russell Hart has been head-over-work boots for Abby Sullivan since the moment he laid eyes on her. But he knows a classy, uptown virgin like her could never be truly happy with a rough, blue-collar guy like him. If only she’d stop treating him like her personal hero—a role he craves more than oxygen—maybe he could accept it.



With the future of her family’s hedge fund on her shoulders, Abby barely has time to sleep, let alone find love. And her best friend Russell acting like a sexy, overprotective hulk any time their Super Group goes out in public definitely isn’t helping her single status. But after a near-tragedy lands Russell in her bed for the night, Abby’s suddenly fantasizing about what he looks like shirtless. Chest hair and tattoos—who knew?



As Russell struggles to keep Abby at a safe distance, she begins to see through his tough-talking exterior—and acknowledge her own feelings. Now she’s ready to turn the friend-zone into foreplay…and make him lose control.

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Broke and Beautiful Series on Goodreads:

Our Review of Chase Me HERE

Our Review of Need Me HERE

Excerpt:

Chapter One 

Day one hundred and forty-two of being friend-zoned. Send rations. 

Russell Hart stifled a groan when Abby twisted on his lap to call out a drink order to the passing waiter, adding a smile that would no doubt earn her a martini on the house. Every time their six person “super group” hung out, which was starting to become a nightly affair, Russell advanced into a newer, more vicious circle of hell. Tonight, however, he was pretty sure he’d meet the devil himself. 

They were at the Longshoreman, celebrating the Fourth of July, which presented more than one precious little clusterfuck. One, the holiday meant the bar was packed full of tipsy Manhattanites, creating a shortage of chairs, hence Abby parking herself right on top of his dick. Two, it put the usually conservative Abby in ass-hugging shorts and one of those tops that tied at the back of her neck. Six months ago, he would have called it a shirt, but his two best friends had fallen down the relationship rabbit hole, putting him in the vicinity of excessive chick talk. So, now it was a halter-top. What he wouldn’t give to erase that knowledge. 

During their first round of drinks, he’d become a believer in breathing exercises. Until he’d noticed these tiny, blond curls at Abby’s nape, curls he’d never seen before. And some-fucking-how, those sun-kissed curls were what had nudged him from semi-erect to full-scale Washington monument status. The hair on the rest of her head was like a…a warm milk chocolate color, so where did those little curls come from? Those detrimental musings had lead to Russell questioning what else he didn’t know about Abby. What color was everything else? Did she have freckles? Where? 

Russell would not be finding out – ever – and not just because he was sitting in the friend zone with his dick wedged against his stomach – not an easy maneuver – so she wouldn’t feel it. No, there was more to it. His friends, Ben and Louis, were well aware of those reasons, which accounted for the half-sympathetic, half-needling looks they were sending him from across the table, respective girlfriends perched on their laps. The jerks. 

Abby was off-limits. Not because she was taken – thank Christ – or because someone had verbally forbidden him from pursuing her. That wasn’t it. Russell had taken a long time trying to find a suitable explanation for why he didn’t just get the girl alone one night and make his move. Explain to her that men like him weren’t suitable friends for wide-eyes debutantes and give her a demonstration of the alternative. 

It went like this. Abby was like an expensive package that had been delivered to him by mistake. Someone at the post office had screwed the pooch and dropped off the shiniest, most beautiful creation on his Queens doorstep and driven away, laughing manically. Russell wasn’t falling for the trick, though. Someone would claim the package, eventually. They would chuckle over the obvious mistake and take Abby away from him, because really, he had no business being the one who’s lap she chose to sit on. No business, whatsoever. 

But while he was in possession of the package – as much as he’d allow himself to be in possession, anyway – he would guard her with his life. He would make sure that when someone realized the cosmic error that had occurred – the one that had made him Abby’s friend and confidant – she would be sweet and undamaged, just as she’d been on arrival. 

Unfortunately, the package didn’t seem content to let him stand guard from a distance. She innocently beckoned him back every time he managed to put an inch of space between them. Russell had lost count of the times Abby had fallen asleep on him while the super group watched a movie, drank margaritas on the girls’ building rooftop, driven home in cabs. She was entirely too comfortable around him, considering he saluted against his fly every time they were in the same room. 

“Why so quiet, Russell?” Louis asked, his grin turning to a wince as his actress girlfriend, Roxy, elbowed him in the ribs. Yeah. Everyone at the damn table knew he had a major thing for the beautiful, unassuming number whiz on his lap. Everyone but Abby. And that’s how he planned to keep it. 

“I know why,” Ben said, causing Russell’s stomach to catapult itself across the bar. Before he could change the subject, Ben pulled his student-turned-main squeeze closer and continued. “He doesn’t need to give us advice on girls anymore. His powers have been diminished.” 

“We’ve slain the beast.” 

Ben and Louis toasted their plastic beer cups without a single glance at one other. Why was he friends with these two again? Oh right. The power of beer had brought them together. Praise be to Heineken. Smug as they were, though, Russell knew humor was their way of showing support. If it wasn’t humor, it would be sympathy, aka dude kryptonite. 

“What kind of advice did he give you about us?” Roxy wanted to know, shooting Louis and Ben stern glances. 

“Uh-uh.” Russell shook his head. “I’m calling bro confidentiality on you both. That includes pillow talk and supersedes any and all forms of sexual coercion.” 

Ben adjusted his glasses. “That reasoning, however, should lend some insight into what you ladies missed.” 

Honey leaned across the table and patted Russell’s arm. “It all worked out in the end, big guy. Who knows? You might have had something to do with it after all.” 

Russell opened his mouth to respond, but whatever he planned to say withered in its inception because Abby spun in his lap again, sending the world around him into slow motion. A left jab of her scent – which after careful consideration he’d termed white grape sunlight – caught him in the chin and he barely restrained the urge to shout oh, come on, at the top of his lungs. Her big hazel eyes were indignant on his behalf, mouth pursed in a way that shouldn’t have been sexy, but damn-well was. She’d snapped her spine straight, hip bumping his erection in the process. 

Please, almighty God, just kill me now. 

“Russell gives great advice,” Abby protested and Russell would have smiled if he wasn’t busy earning his master’s degree in boner-soothing meditation. She really had no idea her outrage only made her sweeter because it looked so unnatural on her. “Remember the man on the first floor of our building? The one who used to clear his throat loudly every time we walked by?” She waited for Honey and Roxy to nod. “Russell told me the next time it happened, I should just shout TROUBLE at his door. I did. And it hasn’t happened since.” 

When Louis and Ben started laughing into their beers, Russell flipped them off behind Abby’s back. What his friends knew that Abby didn’t? As soon as she’d told him the problem, he’d paid a visit to their downstairs neighbor and explained that trouble would find him if he so much as breathed in Abby – or any of her roommates’ – direction again. Hence, the single word being so effective. Russell was trouble. 

But as Abby turned a bright, encouraging smile on him, swelling his heart like an inflating balloon, he recognized that his brand of trouble had nothing on Abby’s. She didn’t even know how dangerous she was to his health. Because while Abby was the package that had been delivered by mistake, he’d gone and fallen for her, despite his attempts to simply be her friend. 

And maybe it was his imagination, but the loss of her seemed to loom a little closer each day. Like any minute now, she would peer a little closer and realize he was in imposter. Loss was something with which Russell was familiar. Loss had cut him off at the knees at a young age, made him hyper aware of how fast it could happen. Whoosh. Chopped off at the knees. So he was already in damage control mode, hoping to limit the fallout when she inevitably headed for a younger version of Gordon Gekko. For now, it was all about keeping a comfortable gap between him and Abby. 

She scooted back on his lap to make room for the waitress who had returned with a round of drinks, and Russell gritted his teeth. 

Okay. Comfortable definitely wasn’t the right word. 

*** 

I have friends. I have friends now and it’s glorious. 

Six months ago, when Abby Sullivan had placed the ad on Craigslist, seeking two roommates to share her Chelsea apartment, her highest hope had been for noise. Maybe it sounded silly, but apart from the Ninth Avenue traffic trundling past and the occasional shouting match on the street, her life had been so quiet before Honey and Roxy showed up. She’d been hoping for hair dryers in the morning, dishes being tossed in the sink, singing in the shower. Anything but the void of sound she’d been living with, alone in the massive space. 

Then, oh then, she’d gone and done something even more impulsive than placing an advertisement for massively discounted rent in cyberspace. She’d blurted upon meeting them for the first time that she didn’t need help paying the rent; she merely wanted friends. Unbelievably, it hadn’t felt like a mistake to reveal such a pitiful secret to a couple of strangers. There had been a feeling when all three of them first stood in the same room that it would work out, like a complicated math equation that would prove itself worth the work. 

Now? She couldn’t imagine a day passing without them. The guys had been an unexpected bonus she hadn’t counted on. Especially Russell. 

As they walked crosstown toward the Hudson River where they planned to watch the Fourth of July fireworks, Abby smiled up at Russell where he towered over her. She received a suspicious look in response. Suspicious! Ha! It made her want to laugh like a lunatic. All the way back to her furthest memory, she’d been reliable, gullible, sugar-filled Abby to everyone and their mother. Even Honey and Roxy, to a degree, handled her carefully around subjects that might offend her or hurt her feelings. She was too grateful for their presence to call them on it, though. Sometimes she opened her mouth, the words I’m not made of spun glass hovering right on the tip of her tongue, but she always swallowed them. They meant well. She knew that with her whole heart. Maybe someday, when she was positive they wouldn’t vanish at a rare show of temper—the way people always did when she bared a flaw—she’d tell them. Until she worked up the courage however, she would stay quiet, and appreciate her new best friends for the colorful positivity they’d brought into her life. 

But Russell? She appreciated him even more for getting mad at her. 

Such occurrences were her favorite part of the week. Russell stomping into the apartment, grumbling about her not checking the peep hole. Refusing to go out on a Saturday night until she changed into more comfortable shoes. Giving her that daunting frown when she revealed they’d had a leak in the bathroom for three weeks and hadn’t yet called the super to repair it. He’d had it fixed within the hour, but he hadn’t spoken to her the entire time. 

 It was awesome. 

Because he kept coming back. Every time. No matter what—no matter what she said or did—he never washed his hands of her. Never got so fed up with her admittedly flighty behavior that he skipped a hang out. Or didn’t respond to a text. He was the steadfast presence in her life she’d never had. 

No one spoke to Abby at her job. She’d been hired after graduating at the top of her Yale class and placed in a silent power position at a hedge fund. Her father’s hedge fund. So she could understand her co-workers’ reticence to invite her for happy hour. Or even give her a polite nod in the hallway. At first, she’d been prepared to try anyway. Force them to acknowledge her in some small way, even if it was just passing the stapler in the conference room. Then she remembered. When she forced her opinion on people, or had an outburst, they went away, and didn’t come back for a long time. 

Her coworkers assumed she sat in her air-conditioned office all day playing Minecraft or buying dresses online. And why wouldn’t they? She’d done nothing to sway that notion. In reality, however, she worked hard. Showed up before the lights came on and stayed later than everyone else. Brought work home with her and often, didn’t get to sleep. She had no choice.  

Stress tightened like a shoelace around Abby’s stomach, but she breathed through it. Tonight was for fun with her friends. Tomorrow morning would be soon enough to face her responsibilities. 

“It’s the shoes, isn’t it?” Russell demanded, encompassing Abby, Roxy and Honey with a dark look. “This always happens in the eleventh hour. You girls started limping around and we just have to watch it.” 

Ben sighed. “Here we go again.” 

“No, really. I think I’ve finally figured it out.” Russell swiped impatient fingers over his shaved head. “You ever heard of sympathy pains? When my sister-in-law gave birth, my brother swore someone was firing a nail gun into his stomach. To this day, the guy has never been the same.” He pointed at Abby’s electric blue pumps. “Women wear these evil creations around to confuse us. Sure, they make a girl’s legs look good, but that’s the black magic, my friends. They want us to feel their pain and not understand why.” 

Louis turned, walking backwards on the sidewalk so he could face them. “I have to admit, I’m with Russell on this one.” He smiled at Roxy’s outrage. “You could go barefoot and it wouldn’t make a difference to me.” 

“I’ll round it out with a third agreement,” Ben chimed in. “I like Honey in her Chucks.” 

That statement earned Ben a kiss from Honey and a groan from Russell. “I’m thrilled you assholes have found a way to use my amazing logic to earn points.” 

Abby loved the familiar argument simply because it was familiar—a routine she had in common with others—but she had to admit her feet were throbbing. After a night of dancing, the crosstown walk was giving her blisters. She wore heels all day at the office, but they were sensible and low-heeled. Nothing like the stilettos she’d borrowed from Roxy. In fact, now that she’d acknowledged her tired feet, every part of her seemed to sag with exhaustion, as if she’d finally given her bones permission. “I can end this argument right here,” Abby interrupted with a weary, but determined smile. The group stopped to watch as she slipped off her shoes and placed her bare feet back onto the cool sidewalk with a hearty sigh. For some reason, everyone’s gazes swung to Russell who – God love him – was frowning at her like she’d just crashed his beloved truck. 

“A new tactic, gentlemen. Take note.” Their four friends laughed at Russell’s ominous tone, but Abby stayed pinned under his scowl. Although now, his scowl had a hint of uncertainty behind it. “Put them back on, Abby. You’re going to step on something. Broken glass, or—” 

Abby breezed past Russell. Honestly, he worried constantly for no reason. They were only a few blocks away from the river and the streets were well lit. What was the worst that could— 

Her feet left the ground, her gasp cutting off as she was cradled against Russell’s big chest. His expression was hidden, thanks to the streetlights shining blindingly above his head, but Abby knew from experience, he would be annoyed. She couldn’t prevent the smile from spreading like wildfire across her face, feeling as if it reached as far as her chest. It seemed impossible, but somehow she’d earned a place among these people who cared about her. Friends. Good friends. The kind you can’t live without. 

Especially Russell. Her favorite. 

“You were put on this earth to make me crazy, Abby. You know that?” 

“I’m not sorry about it,” she whispered. “Does that make me a bad person?” 

“No. It makes you a woman.” 

She muffled her laugh with the use of Russell’s shoulder. “Men make women crazy, too. It’s not a one-sided affair.” 

He frowned down at her. “What would you know about it?” 

That question coming from anyone else might have embarrassed Abby, but for all Russell’s bluster, he never judged her. Not for her lack of a love life, anyway. Shoes were another matter altogether. “I know things.” 

“Things, huh? Maybe Louis and Ben should spend more time at their own apartments.” His arms flexed as he hefted her higher, with minimal effort. “Do you actually like watching the fireworks or is this just a patriotic custom we’re upholding?” 

“No, I love fireworks.” She tilted her head back and looked at the sky. “Everyone forgets over the course of the year how incredible fireworks are. You know? They forget until they’re standing beneath them again. You don’t like them?” 

He stared ahead as he answered. “I like that you like them.” 

Abby smiled, knowing Russell would have to be extra gruff for the remainder of the night to make up for that slip. And needing to torture him a little over it. “That’s how I feel when you make me watch the Yankees.” She laid a hand against his cheek. “It’s worth it just to see your adorable man eyes light up.” 

His sigh was sharp, but she caught the corner of his mouth kicking up. “All this time, I thought you were enjoying it.” 

“The blooper reel is my favorite.” Drowsiness settled more firmly over her and she stifled a yawn against his shoulder. “Also, I love when kids in the audience catch foul balls.” 

“Crowd. It’s called a crowd.” 

She hummed in her throat, eyelids beginning to weigh down. “I knew that. Just seeing if you were paying attention,” she murmured. 

Russell chewed his bottom lip a moment, worry marring his features. “You’re so tired lately, Abby. Everything okay?” 

“Totally fine,” she lied. “Just going to rest my eyes a minute.” 

Positive he would wake her up when they reached the Hudson, she wound her arms around his neck and dozed off. It was the first time she’d slept in three days.

Lindy's Thoughts:

I have become a huge fan to Tessa Bailey.  All of her male characters are absolutely delicious and melt my heart.  The Broke and Beautiful series has been an amazing reading escape!  There is never a dull moment when you're spending time with Louis, Roxy, Ben, Honey, Russell, and Abby.  

These characters have become an inseparable group of friends.  They are always there for one another, know how to have a good time, and make me as the reader feel like I know them inside out.  This whole series has delivered so many laughs, sexy moments, and fun camaraderie among friends.

Russell Hart is an amazing man and hard worker.  He is a good friend to Louis and Ben, and an even better friend to Abby.  What Abby is oblivious to is the fact that Russell has been in love with her since the beginning of their friendship.  Unfortunately, he hasn't made a move because Abby is wealthy and he considers himself blue-collar, even though he owns his own construction business with his older brother.

Russell wants Abby to have the best, and doesn't realize that he is exactly who she needs.  Abby had a very isolated and lonely upbringing.  Her parents always left her with a nanny and traveled the world.  She didn't fit in with her peers, and intimidated many others because of her wealth.  She is very down to earth, and all she wants is close relationships with people.  

Abby is so happy to have Roxy, Honey, and now her best friend Russell in her life.  He is always there for Abby, and she's never been closer to another person.  An incident makes Abby begin to see Russell in a different light.  All of a sudden she wants to be more than friends, and she initially thinks that Russell feels the same way about her.  Why then does he keep blowing hot and cold.  Can Abby make Russell realize that they would be perfect together?   

In Make Me we get an incredible story!  Russell is everything that a woman could want in a man.  He is loyal, attentive, protective, a hard worker, and devoted to the woman that he loves.  In bed, he is a dirty talker with a need for control.  Abby has always been afraid to cause waves.  She is a people pleaser, but in this story she finds her voice.  I loved watching her gain confidence, and take a stand in different aspects of her life.  She truly blossomed, and I loved every single moment of it.  These two together have it all; a deep emotional connection, unbreakable friendship, and a blazing unrelenting passion. 

Having the whole cast back together was amazing!  We didn't just get cameo's.  Louis, Roxy, Ben, and Honey played significant roles in this story.  The ending was beautiful, and gave us a glimpse in to what was in store for all three of these beloved couples.

Rating:

I give, Make Me, by Tessa Bailey, 4.5 I'm in Love with Russell, Butterfly-Inducing, Fan Needed to Cool Off, Fun, Flirty, and Fabulous Filled Stars!!!    

Mikki's Review:

Be still my beating heart! Russell Hart is the new prince charming in NA Town!! <3

For each of Tessa Bailey's series I have always found a special couple that steals my heart just a little bit more. For the Broke and Beautiful series, Abby and Russell have stolen my heart from the first moment they met in Chase Me. I knew that Russell was going to fall hard for Abby.  Friends-to-lovers love stories are my favorite and Tessa Bailey wrote a beautiful, romantic, heart-melting and deliciously sexy story for these two fantastic characters.

Make Me is Abby and Russell story. These two fascinating characters have seen their best friends fall in love one at a time. They have become great friends, but Russell has secret feelings for Abby. He's trying his best to stay in the friend zone, but the more time he spends with Abby, the more he wants her. Abby has no time for love. Her career is keeping her busy and her family is relying on her big time to keep things on track.  One night changes everything for Russell and Abby. The unexpected happens and it leaves Abby confused, but also wanting more. Russell will do everything to keep Abby away, but Abby is determined to show Russell that he belongs in her life. Will Russell let go of his insecurities and give their love a chance?

Tessa Bailey ALWAYS delivers! Her books are always flirty, romantic, funny and scorching hot! If you have not read anything by this author, you are SERIOUSLY missing out! Her books will leave you with a smile on your face and a book hangover that will last for days!!! Her characters are simply irresistible and her writing style is addictive! The more you read about a couple, the more you want to know! Abby and Russell were two sublime characters! Abby's sweetness mixed with Russell's irresistible charm will melt your hearts! These two have such a beautiful chemistry. Don't even get me started on the steamy scenes in this book!!!! Oh.sweet.baby.Jesus!!!! Sofa-King Hot!!!!! *Fans Self* 

I loved how we saw Abby and Russell's relationship grow. From one chapter to another, my heart was bursting with happiness. Let the swoon fest commence! Russell is a modern prince charming that knows how to take care of his princess. The love he feels for Abby ... Gah!!!!! Everybody deserves a Russell Hart in their life! His insecurities made him take some wrong decisions a couple of times, but with the help of his friends and family he gave his relationship with Abby a chance. Abby's determination to make him see that he was enough for her made me take out my virtual pom-poms and cheer for this wonderful and strong heroine. Abby was all-in from the moments the feelings she had for Russell turned into something more. Deep down she knew that Russell was her soulmate. 

It was an absolute pleasure to reunite with Roxy, Louis,  Honey and Ben. They are an awesome group of friends that will forever have a place in my heart. I am so sad to see this series end, but I know that this is not goodbye. I have every intention to reread these books and fall in love with them all over again. I highly recommend the Broke and Beautiful series. Once you get a taste of Tessa Bailey's writing, you will never look back!

Rating:

I give Make Me, by Tessa Bailey, 5 all-consuming, swoony, scorching hot, best-friends-to-lovers stars!

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About the Author:

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Tessa Bailey lives on Long Island with her husband and young daughter. When she isn’t writing or reading romance, Tessa enjoys a good argument and thirty-minute recipes.

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