Series: Romancing the Clarksons #3.5
Published by: Evil Eye Concepts on June 13, 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance
Source: The Publisher
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All-American wide receiver Kyler Tate’s life is about to change. A fairytale college career skyrocketed him to the NFL draft. Adoration and opportunity are thrown in his direction wherever he goes, thanks to being chosen in the first round by the Los Angeles Rage.
None of the accolades mean anything, though, without his high school sweetheart, Bree Sutton, by his side. Four years ago, she walked away from Kyler, choosing a quiet life over the flash and notoriety his career would someday bring.
Now he’s back in their Indiana hometown, refusing to leave for Los Angeles without her. Demanding she give their life together a shot. Her heart never stopped bleeding for the love of her life, but Bree’s decision was final. Too bad their wild attraction has only been amplified by their separation, and Kyler won’t quit until Bree is wearing his ring.
I received this book for free from The Publisher in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.Also in this series: Too Hot To Handle
Also by this author: Unfixable, Owned by Fate, Riskier Business, Risking It All, Chase Me, Need Me, Up in Smoke, Make Me, Crashed Out, Rough Rhythm, Thrown Down, Too Hot To Handle
One Line: Loved every minute of this.
In My Opinion: Add to cart!
Oh, how I do love a good second-chance romance. Kyler and Bree just sizzled with explosive chemistry and palpable tension. I loved watching them fall in love all over again. I love how Bailey continues to create a story where I find myself connecting and caring for the characters, having an amazing time with the storyline, and also twisting in my seat from all of the steamy, dirty-talking moments.
This is such a sweet and touching story about high school sweethearts who went their separate ways, followed their dreams and passions, and then reunited because they knew they just couldn’t live without each other. Yes, there’s a few bumps and hesitations along the way, which made for a fun ride as the reader, but each moment was just plain awesome. Oh, and there’s a certain scene involving bras that had me cracking up. I loved it!
Kyler is totally swoonworthy and I can’t imagine having a guy like that set his sights on me. I’d be putty in his strong, capable hands. Swoon!!!!! I love a guy who knows what he wants and goes for it. There’s no other way around it. Sometimes it’s nice to read about the playboy, but more often than not, I love reading about the guy who just wants to be in love and be with that special person. I do welcome the games and foreplay here and there, as the chase is usually fun, but it was nice to read a simple, mostly no-frills, story like that where the guy gets his girl.
“Bree.” Her blood snapped with electricity at the sound of her name, said in that low drawl. Kyler stepped to the forefront of the crowd. The green eyes that still graced her dreams zeroed in, raking over her like they couldn’t help it.
Heaven above, four years looked incredible on him. Extra inches had been added everywhere. His height. The athletic breadth of his shoulders. The corded biceps that tested the stitching of his T-shirt sleeves. Even his thighs, which were wrapped up in faded denim, were exploding with muscle; thighs she’d spent a good portion of her youth perched on since Kyler never allowed her to sit anywhere but his lap, no matter where they were or whether it was appropriate. “Hello.”
“Hello,” she whispered. “You’re in town.”
His slow nod was so familiar a ripple moved through her. “Here for the week. Can I get you that coffee?”
“No.” She flushed over her own abruptness. “I meant to say, I can’t stay. I’m going to be late for an appointment.”
“Fine. I’ll walk you out.”
His expression dared her to say no. Challenged her. And for the first time since Kyler left, sexual awareness danced in her middle, sending a swift tremble down the length of her legs. Because her body hadn’t forgotten what often lay on the other side of those challenges. “Fine,” she breathed. “Suit yourself.”
For all his sexual energy, Kyler was a gentleman, straight down to the soles of his feet. So Bree wasn’t one bit surprised when his long gait ate up the distance between them. He reached over her head to push open the glass door, sending his scent crashing into her senses, the combination so familiar, Bree’s nipples tightened until she winced. Grassy fields and Nautica Blue aftershave.
Their gazes clashed, but Bree couldn’t decide if he’d worn the scent on purpose. His steady eyes gave nothing away. Before hers could betray her curiosity, Bree turned and passed through the door Kyler held open. And hell if it wasn’t the longest walk in history, his presence behind her looming larger than a mountain. Every eyeball in the diner was sure to be on them and the attention made Bree twitchy, her fingers yanking on the strings of her hoodie.
She needed to get this reunion over with as soon as possible. Being around Kyler would only make her wonder what might have been. That kind of thinking was pointless. Destructive.
Back in high school, the writing had been on the wall when it came to Kyler. Everyone knew he’d been destined for greatness. That he would shake off Bloomfield and put his name in the history books. She’d been selfish to stay with him for so long, absorbing his love and attention, all the while knowing she’d wave good-bye to him someday. The decision was a painful one, but it had been made and now she would stick to it.