To Have and To Hold by Lauren Layne – Blog Tour, Giveaway and Excerpt

After 8 years of waiting…he’s got 1 month to make her his.

 

TO LOVE AND TO CHERISH
The Wedding Belles #3
Lauren Layne
Releasing Oct 18th, 2016
Pocket Books

 

Sex and the City meets The
Wedding Planner
 in The Wedding Belles, a contemporary and witty
romance series about three high-powered New York City women who can plan any
wedding—but their own.
 
Alexis Morgan has spent the past six years devoted to turning her tiny start-up into
Manhattan’s premiere wedding planning company, The Wedding Belles. Now that her
business is thriving, it’s time to turn towards her much neglected personal
life, and Alexis approaches her relationships like she does everything else:
with a plan. Not a part of that plan is Logan Harris, the silent partner in the Belles, and the one person who’s been there for her since the very beginning. But Alexis needs someone fun, and Logan’s all business, all the time—except when a late night at the office ends with an unexpected kiss that leaves the usually cool and together Alexis reeling.

Logan has lusted after Alexis since the day he walked into the tiny Harlem apartment
that used to double as her office. But the ambitious wedding planner has always
been untouchable…until now. Alexis has made it clear that she’s on the dating
market—and equally clear that he’s not in the running. But when Alexis finds
herself in need of a date for her sister’s last minute wedding in Florida,
Logan knows it’s the perfect time to show Alexis that there’s more to him than
numbers and spreadsheets—and beneath the pinstripes and glasses lies a hot-blooded
heartthrob. As Florida’s sultry days turn into even hotter nights, Logan’s out
to convince Alexis that the fling of a lifetime could just maybe turn into forever…

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Excerpt

“Hello.”

The sexy British accented startled Alexis out of her thoughts, and she glanced up, both alarmed and intrigued to find that the face that awaited her was every bit as appealing as the voice.

The man was about her age—early, maybe midtwenties—and ridiculously cute. His hair was dark and maybe just a touch too long, as though he intended to get a haircut but kept forgetting. The eyes were brown and friendly, accented by trendy black-framed glasses.

The chunky cable-knit sweater with elbow patches—for real—bordered on dorky, but then, Alexis had always had a soft spot for dorky. He had a bit of the Clark Kent thing going on, which had always been far more her type than the overrated Superman.

“Hi,” she replied quickly, realizing that she’d been staring.

His smile grew wider as he extended a hand. “Logan Harris.”

Darn. Even the name was good.

“Alexis,” she said.

“Does that come with a last name?” he teased, lowering himself to the vacant barstool beside her.

“Not to strange men,” she retorted.

“I could buy you a drink. Get rid of the ‘strange’ part.”

Alexis’s smile slipped as she remembered that romance, even flirting, wasn’t part of her plan. She’d learned the hard way that she could have one or the other—her own business or a boyfriend—not both. And even if she wanted the latter, the latter didn’t want her back.

“No thanks; I’m fine,” she said, letting the slightest amount of chill enter her voice. The ice-princess treatment, Roxanne called it.

Logan shrugged, undeterred. “All right then. May I borrow your menu?”

She nodded, and he picked it up, perusing it for several moments and paying her no attention.

It was both a relief and also a bit of an insult, if she was being entirely honest, to be given up on so easily.

Alexis tried to turn her attention back to her laptop but watched out of the corner of her eye as he finally shut the menu, waiting patiently to catch the bartender’s eye.

“Hi there,” he said, when the bartender ambled back over. “I’d like a Stella, and a maybe bite to eat?”

Alexis didn’t miss the once-over that the bartender gave Logan before the curvy redhead leaned over the bar, displaying perky boobs as she clicked her pen and pulled a notepad out of her back pocket.

“Shoot,” the bartender said flirtatiously, looking a good deal friendlier than she had when she’d spoken to Alexis.

Not that Alexis blamed her. A cute Brit could do that to a girl.

“All right then,” Logan said. “I’d like the burger, medium, with Swiss. Fish and chips, extra tartar, and . . . how’s your chicken club?”

The bartender blinked. “It’s good. But you want all that?”

“I do. Thank you.”

“Suit yourself,” she said, scribbling Logan’s order on the pad.

“Hungry?” Alexis couldn’t resist asking after the bartender moved away.

Logan gave a sheepish smile. “I’m a recovering student. I sometimes get so wrapped up in my day that I forget to eat.”

“A recovering student. What does that mean?”

He turned slightly toward her. “Someone’s showing plenty of interest in a strange man.”

She bit her lip. “I’m sorry if I was rude before. I’m just not really in the market for . . . you know.”

He gave her an easy smile. “Everyone’s in the market for a friend, Alexis.”

She opened her mouth and then shut it as she realized he was right. She could use a friend. She’d spent her entire life in Boston and knew almost nobody in New York. This guy seemed nice and nonthreatening enough—what would be the harm in a little conversation over dinner? It had been too long since she’d had somebody to share a meal with.

Logan seemed to know the moment she capitulated, because he turned more fully toward her. “A recovering student, Alexis, is a recent graduate. One who hasn’t quite absorbed that there will be no more finals, no more requisite all-nighters, and no more dorm sex.”

Alexis laughed. “Undergrad, then?”

He gave her a wry look. “How young do I look, darling? MBA from Columbia. Just finished up end of last year.”

She felt a little stab of relief that he wasn’t twenty-two.

He leaned toward her slightly. “Twenty-five next month, just in case you were wondering. As a friend.”

She tried to hide her smile and failed. “Columbia, huh? You’re a long way from home.”

“Noticed that, did ya?” He winked. “I came out here for undergrad, also Columbia. Always figured I’d go back to London and maybe someday I will, but . . .” He shrugged. “Seems I have stuff to do here first.”

“Such as?” She took a sip of her wine, dismayed to see that it was half-empty.

“Well, this will probably shock you, given my vast amount of brawn, but I’m an accountant. Or at least I will be, once I get my business up and running.”

Alexis was impressed. “Your own business?”

Most twentysomethings, even those with an entrepreneurial bent, opted to get a few years of work under their belts for someone else before branching out on their own.

He nodded. “I’m working out of my flat for now, but I’m hoping to lease some office space soon, get some legitimacy. If nothing else to get my father off my back.”

“He’s not a fan of your plan?” Alexis asked.

Logan’s shoulder lifted, and for the first time he seemed a little sad. “Both parents have had it in their head that I’d come home. Run the family business in London.”

“Which is . . . ?”

He spun his beer glass idly. “Financial consulting firm. My father’s the CEO, Mum’s the COO.”

“Wow, that’s . . .”

“Scary?” Logan supplied.

“I was going to say impressive. That they work together—without killing each other, I mean.”

“They’re in love. It’s atrocious,” he said with a wink. “What about your folks?”

Alexis laughed. “Not in love. They divorced when I was in high school. Dad’s remarried and happy now, I think. Mom not so much.”

“And you?” he said. “Are you happy, Alexis?”

She pursed her lips, surprised and yet not entirely unsettled by the personal question. “It’s been a while since anyone asked me that. Since I even thought about it, really.”

“Think it out. I’ll wait,” he said with a wink.

She didn’t have to think that long. “I’m almost happy.”

“You sound quite confident on that.”

She shrugged. “Let’s just say that I need a few things to fall into place in my professional life, but once that happens . . . yeah. I’ll be happy.”

She’d make sure of it.

 

Lauren Layne is the USA Today bestselling author of more than a dozen romantic comedies. She lives in New York City with her husband (who was her high school sweetheart–cute, right?!) and plus-sized Pomeranian.

In 2011, she ditched her corporate career in Seattle to pursue a full-time writing career in Manhattan, and never looked back.

In her ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would carry a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books.

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Restored by Kate Canterbary – Wedding Playlist and Giveaway

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Can a reformed player ever truly play by someone else’s rules?

Sam Walsh has finally put an end to decades of self-destruction, turned over a healthy new leaf, and now he’s ready to call himself a married man. But love and marriage are only the beginning, and life is about to get much more complicated.

Will tying the knot tie down a free spirit?

Tiel Desai never imagined herself getting married again, and before she can blink, she’s swept up into the Walsh wedding whirlwind. If that chaos isn’t enough, she’s also busy winning over her future in-laws, grappling with a bumpy adjustment to her new job, and staying afloat when a string of disappointments hit.

They’re building a future, but can they ever fully demolish the past?

Sam and Tiel beat back their demons and learned to love each other, but love might not be enough to solve every problem that crawls their way.

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Tiel’s Wedding Playlist

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I got swept up in the final weeks of classes before winter break, and tasked myself with building The Best Wedding Playlist Ever. It was all Van Morrison, The Lumineers, Jack Johnson, Neil Young, Ed Sheeran, Ellie Goulding, Mumford & Sons, Corinne Bailey Rae, David Gray, and The Fray. It wasn’t enough to create a playlist; I was also obsessed with recording my own versions of these tracks and forcing my syrupy love songs down the unwitting throats of my YouTube subscribers.

 



Song List

“Into the Mystic” – Van Morrison
“Stubborn Love” – The Lumineers
“Ho Hey” – The Lumineers
“Better Together” – Jack Johnson
“Sitting, Waiting, Wishing” – Jack Johnson
“The Wayward Wind” – Neil Young
“Heart of Gold” – Neil Young
“Thinking Out Loud” – Ed Sheeran
“Everything Has Changed” – Ed Sheeran
“Lights” – Ellie Goulding
“Burn” – Ellie Goulding
“Lover of the Light” – Mumford & Sons
“Winter Winds” – Mumford & Sons
“The Cave” – Mumford & Sons
“This Year’s Love” – David Gray
“Come Away with Me” – Norah Jones
“Like a Star” – Corinne Bailey Ray
“Fell in Love with a Boy” – Joss Stone
“All of Me” – John Legend

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About Kate Canterbary:

Kate Canterbary doesn’t have it all figured out, but this is what she knows for sure: spicy-ass salsa and tequila solve most problems, living on the ocean–Pacific or Atlantic–is the closest place to perfection, and writing smart, smutty stories is a better than any amount of chocolate. She started out reporting for an indie arts and entertainment newspaper back when people still read newspapers, and she has been writing and surreptitiously interviewing people–be careful sitting down next to her on an airplane–ever since. Kate lives on the water in New England with Mr. Canterbary and the Little Baby Canterbary, and when she isn’t writing sexy architects, she’s scheduling her days around the region’s best food trucks.

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Built by Jay Crownover – REVIEW

Built

Synopsis

Sometimes you have to tear everything down to build something new…

Sayer Cole is frozen inside. At least, that’s what it’s felt like for as long as she can remember. She’s yet to let anyone past her icy exterior – and the one guy she thinks might melt her heart couldn’t possibly be interested in someone so uptight.

Rough, hard and hot-as-hell, Zeb Fuller has rebuilt his life and his construction business since protecting his family sent him to jail all those years ago. His elegant client, Sayer, makes him feel like a Neanderthal in denim, but despite the many hints that he’s been dropping to get to know her better, she seems oblivious to his charms.

Just as things finally start to heat up, Zeb’s past comes back to haunt him and he needs Sayer’s professional help to right a wrong and to save more than himself. As these opposites dig in for the fight of their lives, fire and ice collide in an unstoppable explosion of steam…

Review

5 Stars

I don’t think anyone can top Captain No Fun as my favorite book boyfriend, but Mr. Fix-It came pretty damn close. This was an amazing story all around and is now one of my all time favorites. I cannot wait for the rest of this series.

My Thoughts

I am not going to lie… I was dying to get my hands on a copy of this book. I am a huge Jay Crownover fan girl and have read everything she has written. So when I got the chance to meet her in Chicago I was all over it, and even more exciting I scored a copy of this book early. I am so happy I did. This book was phenomenal. I highly recommend Jay’s other books, but this one is different because it has so much more heart, so much more swooning and just so much more. I wholeheartedly give this book all of the stars and want everyone to read it.

On to the book it’s self. When we first met Zeb and Sayer in Rowdy’s book I was intrigued by them both. I mean Zeb was a hot bearded construction worker with a heart of gold and some mistakes in his past, but you could instantly tell we were gonna see more of him when he was ready to fall. And Sayer was this quiet, reserved, fierce little thing that was fighting for a real relationship with a brother she didn’t even know existed not to long ago.

It is apparent from that first meeting in Rowdy’s book that they are circling each other, but getting to see that interaction from their points of view made me swoon a little. Zeb is an ex con and Sayer doesn’t treat him like that is all he is, which is a new and welcome experience for him. She sees him, the real him and not just the convict.

Sayer hires him to work on her house and they do a flirtation dance the entire time he is working, but it never goes any further. Sayer begins to miss him and his presence in her house and tracks him down to help her do some more work on her house. Their back and forth dance continues and is so sweet and full of sexual tension it is magnificent to be privy to.

Zeb gets some news and needs Sayer’s help in the courtroom. They start spending more time together for the case and the sparks fly. He is not going to let her brush him and his advances any longer and she soon succumbs to his charms. These two are super hot together and Jay writes some of the best steamy scenes, but Sayer has a hard time with them becoming something more. It is completely heartbreaking when Zeb has to leave her to let her work out her issues on her own and find her way back to him. This book had me in tears for them, and I never cry over books. The writing is just that powerful and beautiful.

Zeb is completely swoonworthy throughout the entire book. Whether he is talking dirty, being sweet, or somewhere in between he is one of my top book boyfriends. And Sayer is so complicated and beautiful both inside and out, that most of the time I wasn’t sure if I wanted to hug her or shake her to get her out of her own head. Together they make one of my favorite book couples ever.

Once I started reading this book I could not put it down until I was finished.I’m calling it now, this book will be in my top of 2016 list without a doubt. I can’t wait to see what Jay has in store for Avett and Quaid in the next book Charged, out May 24.

I won a copy early from the author and also purchased a copy of this book.
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Notable Quotes

After everything the past has tried to bury us under, we owe it to ourselves to be brave, to do more than float


Everything was tied together with thin threads of fate, and when one loosened or tightened it was surprising how impactful it could be.


Tall, tatted and BUILT. Like a guy who hauled heavy stuff around and swung a hammer like Thor should be. Zeb was impressive to say the least.


I choose you, Sayer. Lover, lawyer, and all the shit you are in between that, I choose it. I choose us. When you’re ready to accept that, you come find me.


The truck is a her?….Sure. She’s classy, elegant, made of study stuff, expensive as hell to keep running and keep pretty. She’s only good to me if I’m good to her, so obviously she’s a girl.


The truth is that I like the woman you are with me and I like the woman you are in court. I like the woman you are with your brother and they way you fought to be his family. I like the woman I first met at the Bar that didn’t judge me when I told her I had been to prison. I like the woman that lets a scared young woman use her house as a sanctuary…

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About the Author

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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Excerpt from The Cornerstone by Kate Canterbary

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Necessary Restorations by Kate Canterbary

Synopsis

 

 

A tough-as-nails businesswoman.

 

An arrogant Navy SEAL.

 

A power struggle with no end in sight.
Some people hook-up at weddings. Others break a hotel room bed (and a table, and a desk, and some complimentary bathrobe belts) and discover they’ve been surviving on bargain basement orgasms their entire lives.
The last one? Yeah. That’s all me.
She’s driven and demanding…


He’s never walked away from a challenge…
They’re wrong for each other in every possible way… Or are they?

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By the time this morning rolled around, Will was wise to my avoidance strategy. I nearly pissed myself from the shock of finding him seated on the kitchen counter, dressed in running shoes, track pants, and a wind shirt, hours before sun-up.

“Ready?” he asked.

It was too early to form words, let alone the sharp, snappy words I wanted right then, and I lifted a shoulder in response. He followed as I jogged downstairs and through Louisburg Square, crossing the Public Garden toward the Back Bay gym. I didn’t expect him to saddle up beside me for sixty minutes of advanced cycling and borderline evil taunting, but he smiled at me as if he’d been doing this his entire I took some perverse joy from the hungry gazes aimed at Will by the hedge fund wives who packed this class. Even Nina, the screaming beast who trafficked in aphorisms like ‘disregard your limits’ and ‘use fear as your fuel’ and ‘move your fat ass, bitch’ was drinking up the rhythmic flex of Will’s thighs and the steely determination in his eyes as she increased the pace. She leaned off her bike when he yanked the wind shirt over his head, revealing a faded University of California, San Diego t-shirt, and I could almost hear her eye-fucking him.

These women were ready to kneel at his feet and beg for the pleasure of his attention, and I…I kept telling him to get the fuck out of my apartment.

“And you run home after this?” he asked when the class ended.

I murmured in agreement. It meant I saw a lot more of him in the morning, but I abandoned the gym shower routine after forgetting a fresh pair of undies on Wednesday. I stopped at La Perla and bought some on my way to the office, but then I realized I never wore new panties without washing them first. I dropped eighty dollars on a pair of basic boyshorts, and still spent the day bare-assed.

It wasn’t his fault entirely, but I ranted at Tom for a good twenty minutes over the apparent lack of back-up panties in the office. I had a spare suit, heels, and stockings. Why not undies, too?

Will used the hem of his t-shirt to mop sweat from his forehead, and a collective purr sounded when his abs came into view. The four thirty spin class didn’t see much testosterone, especially not Will’s variety. “Fuck, Shannon, you’re a machine. That was rough.”

“Underestimated me again?” I asked. “It used to be funny how you did that. Now it’s just obnoxious.”

“I’ve never underestimated you, and I think you know that.” He leaned forward and folded his arms on the handles. “This was like my first week at BUD/S. The only thing missing was the water cannon.” He glanced at Nina. “Why would anyone choose to do this?”

“She might be a Satan soldier, but my ass is a work of art.” I inclined my head toward the group of women staring and whispering in his direction. “If the commando business falls apart, you can always train the high-end stroller crew. They’d drop big money for you to yell at them.”

“The Department of Defense needs to hear about this,” Will said, waving his hand at the white walls and neon yellow bikes. “This would definitely change their view on women in combat.”

“Yeah, I don’t know about that,” I said, cutting my gaze away from the t-shirt clinging to Will’s chest and toward his fan club. “They can’t go anywhere without reliable access to alkaline water.”

He smiled, and I saw his intention before he moved but I did nothing to stop him from tucking some loose strands of hair over my ear.

“What?” I snapped, finally jerking away from his touch.

His smile dimmed and he shook his head. “I’ve missed talking to you,” he said. “I’ve…I’ve missed you.”

A choked, stuttering noise sounded in my throat. All the words were fighting for dominance, and I wasn’t sure which would tumble out first. I opened my mouth to respond then realized we weren’t alone.

“Hey,” Nina said, sidling up to Will. “I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.”

“Probably not.” He glanced at the stripe of pink running through her platinum blonde hair and nodded toward me. “I’m here with Shannon. I go where she goes.”

“How do I sign up for that service?” she asked.

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About the Author

Kate Canterbary doesn’t have it all figured out, but this is what she knows for sure: spicy-ass salsa and tequila solve most problems, living on the ocean–Pacific or Atlantic–is the closest place to perfection, and writing smart, smutty stories is a better than any amount of chocolate. She started out reporting for an indie arts and entertainment newspaper back when people still read newspapers, and she has been writing and surreptitiously interviewing people–be careful sitting down next to her on an airplane–ever since. Kate lives on the water in New England with Mr. Canterbary and the Little Baby Canterbary, and when she isn’t writing sexy architects, she’s scheduling her days around the region’s best food trucks.

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Coming soon from Kate Canterbary – The Cornerstone

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Some people hook-up at weddings.

Others break a hotel room bed (and a table, and a desk, and some complimentary bathrobe belts) and discover they’ve been surviving on bargain basement orgasms their entire lives.

The last one? Yeah. That’s all me.

She’s driven and demanding…

I wasn’t always always a bitch. There’s a dirty little trick to succeeding in business: the sweet and innocent rarely survive. I fought my way up from nothing, and I don’t bend for anyone.

Until Will Halsted ties me to a headboard and makes me his…for now.

One wild, filthy night turns into another, and then…we can’t stop. Each time we’re together is more addictive than the last, but it’s nothing more than a sexy escape from reality.

Or is it?

He’s never walked away from a challenge…

I wasn’t always a warrior but now it’s in my bones and blood.
That’s what years spent in the Special Forces does to a man. My entire life is classified: where I’ve been, what I’ve seen, what I’ve done, and there’s no mission too dangerous.

Until I realize that falling for Shannon Walsh is like trying to swim against a riptide. She’s going to tear me up and toss me to the shore, and I’ll love every minute of it.

Every time I’m down range, I want her counting the hours until I’m back. Waiting for me. She’s done it before; she’ll do it again.

Or will she?

They’re wrong for each other in every possible way… Or are they?

 

About the Author

Kate Canterbary doesn’t have it all figured out, but this is what she knows for sure: spicy-ass salsa and tequila solve most problems, living on the ocean–Pacific or Atlantic–is the closest place to perfection, and writing smart, smutty stories is a better than any amount of chocolate. She started out reporting for an indie arts and entertainment newspaper back when people still read newspapers, and she has been writing and surreptitiously interviewing people–be careful sitting down next to her on an airplane–ever since. Kate lives on the water in New England with Mr. Canterbary and the Little Baby Canterbary, and when she isn’t writing sexy architects, she’s scheduling her days around the region’s best food trucks.

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The Play by Karina Halle – REVIEW

The Play

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A troubled Scottish rugby player who doesn’t play by the rules.

A vivacious man-eater who’s given up on love.

When it comes to Lachlan and Kayla, opposites don’t just attract – they explode.

Kayla Moore has always been comfortable with her feisty, man-eating reputation. At least it was fine until she hit her thirties and saw her best friends Stephanie and Nicola settle down with Linden and Bram McGregor, leaving Kayla to be the odd one out. Tired of being the third wheel with nothing but one-night stands and dead-end dates in San Francisco, Kayla decides to take a vow of celibacy and put men on the back-burner.

That is until she lays her eyes on Linden and Bram’s cousin, hot Scot Lachlan McGregor. Lachlan is her sexual fantasy come to life – tall, tatted, and built like a Mack truck. With a steely gaze and successful rugby career back in Edinburgh, he’s the kind of man that makes her want to throw her vow right out the window. But Lachlan’s quiet and intense demeanor makes him a hard man to get to know, let alone get close to.

It isn’t until the two of them are thrown together one long, unforgettable night that Kayla realizes there is so much more to this brooding macho man than what meets the eye. But even with sparks flying between the two, Lachlan can’t stay in America forever. Now, Kayla has to decide whether to uproot her whole life and chance it all on someone she barely knows or risk getting burned once again.

Sometimes love is a game that just needs to be played.

 

Review

5 Stars

Beautiful, sweet, fun, sexy, hot, intense, heartbreaking, gut wrenching, amazing. These are what come to mind after finishing this beautiful story. I loved every second. I am also positive that this is the first time an acknowledgements section has made me cry. I highly recommend this book and the rest of the series.

My Thoughts

I’ve been trying to write this review for about few days now, trying to put into words how heartfelt, how incredibly steamy, how absolutely heartbreaking, how genuinely funny this book really is. I am almost positive my words fall short of the beautiful array of emotions evoked, but the time has come and here I go…

From the beginning of the prologue tugs your heart-strings for this wounded huge beast of a Scottish Rugby player. The connection with Lachlan just gets stronger from there. He is a mountain of a man, a man of few words, a loyal friend/family member, a protector, defender, savior to lost, stray, or abandoned dogs, and a  beautiful man who brings single-minded intensity to everything he does, says and feels. Just under the surface of this incredible man is a wounded man with a past that he has worked to overcome and make himself a better person.

We met Kayla in The Pact and Offer, she is now the 5th wheel in her group of paired off friends and she can’t help but feel a little jealous and want what they have. She always comes off as crass, a man-eater, and free-spirited, but it was always hinted that there was more than meets the eye. I glimpsed it in the way that she helped Nicola when she needed it and is always there for her friends.

From the moment big beautiful rugby playing Lachlan walks in to the pub, all things change and the electricity felt in the air from here on out between Kayla and Lachlan is palpable through the pages.

It is not only a love story of a broken beast of a man and a beautiful spitfire willing to take a risk, but also has another story within. The story of the stray dogs and doing anything to keep them alive and adoptable. It was so beautiful how he cared for and selflessly helped the dogs.

There are so many beautiful stories contained in these pages, it makes for one hell of a fantastic book. There is a story of wanting something just out of reach, and believing you aren’t worth it. A story of pain because of a past that won’t stay in the past. A story of loves so deep they are bound by blood. A story of family. A story of friendship, love and laughter.

It was also a story full of risks. Risks they took to be with each other and the risks they took for themselves. They got found happiness and got lost in each other, but in their happiness, they found their pain. Through their pain they found themselves as individuals, and as individuals they figured out how to be together.

Ultimately it is a beautiful story of two damaged souls, who find something incredible together, and fight like hell to keep it.

Notable Quotes

 

Why the hell did I have to meet this beast, this superman, who blows my mind in the bedroom, mows down rugby players for a living, rescues helpless animals, looks like a fucking god, and happens to cook, just before he has to leave?


…my bed feels empty. Like it’s missing someone. And not someone who leaves in the middle of the night or the next morning. Someone who will stay.


I’m so in love with you,” he whispers, the roughness of his cheek pressed against mine. “So in love. There is no bottom. I just keep falling.


I’m so in love with you,” he whispers, the roughness of his cheek pressed against mine. “So in love. There is no bottom. I just keep falling.


Lovestruck? Please.
This is me you’re talking about.
Kayla Moore. Man-eater extraordinaire.


I swear, I’m not afraid of love. There’s just no one out there for me and I’ve made peace with that. If you can’t find a man to share your heart with, well…share your vagina with him instead.


I will never, ever run from you, Lachlan. I’ll only run toward you. Always.


I can see all your cracks and your darkness and your flaws and I fall in love with it all. And I hope you can fall in love with everything that I am, all that lurks in my dark, all that shines in my light. I want you to love every little piece of me, because it all belongs to you

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Reading Order and Buy Links

The Play : Amazon  •  Barnes and Noble  •  IBooks

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About the Author

Karina Halle is a former travel writer and music journalist and The New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling author of Where Sea Meets Sky, Racing the Sun, The Pact, Love, in English, The Artists Trilogy, Dirty Angels and over 20 other wild and romantic reads. She lives on an island off the coast of British Columbia with her husband and her rescue pup, where she drinks a lot of wine, hikes a lot of trails and devours a lot of books.

Halle is represented by the Waxman Leavell Agency and is both self-published and published by Atria Books/Simon & Schuster and Hachette in North America and in the UK.

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Underneath It All by Kate Canterbary – REVIEW and Giveaway

This book was originally published on October 19, 2014 and I am reviewing it again (this time on the blog) for the 1 year Pub-iversary.

One hot architect. One naughty schoolteacher. One crazy night that changes everything.

If I had known I’d have a hot architect balls deep inside of me before the end of the weekend, I’d have made time for a pedicure. Also, a little chat about not losing my shit at all the wrong moments. Hindsight was a bitch, and karma…well, I didn’t know her story yet.

Meet Lauren Halsted. 

It’s all the little things–the action plans, the long-kept promises–that started falling apart when my life slipped into controlled chaos.

After I fell ass-over-elbow into Matthew Walsh’s arms.

I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to run screaming or rip his pants off, and most days I wanted a little of both. If I was being honest with myself, it was rip his pants off, ride him like a workhorse, and then run screaming.

Meet Matthew Walsh.

A rebellious streak ran through Lauren Halsted. It was fierce and unrelentingly beautiful, and woven through too many good girl layers to count, and she wasn’t letting anyone tell her what to do.

Unless, of course, she was naked.

She wasn’t looking for me and I sure as shit wasn’t looking for her, but we found each other anyway and now we were locked in a battle of wills, waiting for the other to blink.

Sometimes the universe conspires to bring people together. Other times, it throws them down a flight of stairs and leaves them in a bruised and bloodied heap.

My Review

4.5-Stars

I was hooked from the first line of this book and could not put it down. It combines two of my favorite things… Architecture and romance. I know that doesn’t sound amazing but trust me it works.

My Thoughts

I heard about this book and was immediately drawn to it. I am always a sucker for books where one of the characters are architects, because once upon a time that was my career field. Most stories gloss over anything to do with architecture and just use the job title as a minor plot point, or a prestigious job and that is truly disappointing to me.

But not in this series. This series takes architecture from being a background element and thrusts it right to the forefront it a way that can make anyone appreciate all the little nuances and intricacies that all buildings have and that is not an easy task. The writing is superb and the characters are so well-developed that you feel like you have known them your entire life.

The story is full of so much heart and passion both for each other and the projects they work on that it makes this book a joy to read, and has had this reader reading this book over and over again. I was drawn to the book because of the original cover:

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I knew right away that with the skyline of Boston in the background it was important to the author to get the passion for architecture that this family shares right. And I was right Kate was able to convey so much in her writing that I was instantly hooked on her writing and for the first time in all my reading history I reached out to the author to let her know how much I loved this book and these characters.

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Notable Quotes

“Sometimes you met someone and immediately thought, “Wow. Let me take off your pants. And yeah, the shirt too.”
Or, in my case, “Let me throw myself down some stairs and rub up against your chest.”


“Oh my God,” she gasped, her hands seizing my hair.
I leaned back and aimed a hard gaze at her. “God has nothing to do with this. You want to thank someone, I’ll be right here, worshiping you and your outrageous body for the foreseeable future. God isn’t involved.”


“You’re such a caveman,” she hissed. “Why do I like that so fucking much?”
“It doesn’t have to make sense, sweetness. Just enjoy it.”


“And though I probably couldn’t spell my own name, I knew with absolute certainty this wasn’t straight-up p-in-the-v sex. This was a spiritual event, and I, for one, wouldn’t have been surprised if some druids started chanting behind us.”


“Before you say no,” he said, holding up a hand. “Just say yes instead.”


“I’m willing to compromise on just about anything. I’m not willing to compromise on you.”


I wanted this place we created. Where she stopped caring about everything else, where the only thing that mattered was how we fit together. Where we could get lost in each other.

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Reading Order and Buy Links

Underneath It All : Amazon 

 

About the Author

Kate Canterbary doesn’t have it all figured out, but this is what she knows for sure: spicy-ass salsa and tequila solve most problems, living on the ocean–Pacific or Atlantic–is the closest place to perfection, and writing smart, smutty stories is a better than any amount of chocolate. She started out reporting for an indie arts and entertainment newspaper back when people still read newspapers, and she has been writing and surreptitiously interviewing people–be careful sitting down next to her on an airplane–ever since. Kate lives on the water in New England with Mr. Canterbary and the Little Baby Canterbary, and when she isn’t writing sexy architects, she’s scheduling her days around the region’s best food trucks.

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