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Bedroom Eyes
By: Hailey North
First Time in
Digital
Releasing Feb 24th
Avon
Boudoir Lies...
Overworked tax attorney Penelope Sue fields never
had time for romance—so she invented a phantom lover named Raoul to fill the
gaping hole in her love life. But all it takes is one chance encounter with
hunky undercover cop Tony Olano in a New Orleans elevator, and Penelope is
ready to give her fantasy man the boot in favor of the flesh and blood,
rippling muscled real thing. Now if only he would notice her.
Bedroom Eyes...
Badboy-turned-cop Tony Olano can’t help but notice
the dreamy-eyed lawyer—she’s not only desirable, she’s a suspect in his ongoing
criminal investigation! And that’s where grandmotherly Mrs. Maebelle Merlin
comes in. A well-meaning meddler, Mrs. Merlin’s prepared to use mystical arts
to unite the “all-work-no-play” lady lawyer and the sexy, sensitive lawman.
Trouble is that her spell goes seriously awry, leaving Tony and Penelope to
forge their own tumultuous path to good old-fashioned passion.
“Oh, Tony,” Penelope cried out, “Raoul
was never like this.”
“Raoul?” Tony stilled his kisses, lifted his head, and gazed toward her
face, a face intensely passionate, intensely concentrated on the pleasure he’d
been giving her. Dragging the name out into three syllables, he said, “Raoul?
Who’s he?”
“Oh, nobody,” she said, opening her eyes and looking rather sheepishly
at him.
Tony stroked the side of her thigh. “Your mama never told you not to
talk about other guys?” He was too excited to be annoyed…yet.
“Raoul’s not just another guy.”
“Oh, no?” Tony edged up on his elbows. “Then who the hell is he?”
“Oh!” Penelope seemed to snap back to the reality around her. She
blinked, then said, “Raoul’s not another man. He’s um, he’s…well, he’s a
figment of my imagination.”
“Uh-huh.” Tony didn’t feel too impressed by that explanation. She might
have started off the reference to this mystery man with a less than favorable
comparison, but Tony wasn’t into any compare-and-contrast point systems.
He wanted Penelope to think only of him.
Penelope pushed up on the pillows. “It’s true. Raoul’s an invention of
my imagination. He’s like a …” She waved one hand in a slow circle, as if
trying to whisk an explanation out of thin air.
“…an imaginary lover to keep me from missing all the things I’ve not had
a chance to experience while I’ve been concentrating on my career.”
“Such as?” Tony wanted to stop talking and get back to business. The way
he’d been pleasuring and kissing Penelope had him so excited he couldn’t stand
this interruption. But neither could he stand her thinking of another guy.
She giggled, a bit nervously. Tony stroked her beautifully flat stomach,
then edged his hand higher, past her ribs, until he captured first one breast,
then the other. She sighed and said,
“This.”
He followed his hands with his lips, leaning over her, claiming her,
tasting her. When he could force himself to pause, he lifted his mouth and
said, “You mean this, for instance?”
She nodded.
He returned his lips to hers, to the warmth and excitement of her mouth,
her tongue responding to the dancing inquiry of his own.
Then his tongue slowed as the messages she’d been sending him filtered
through the haze of desire ruling his mind. An
imaginary lover. To make up for what she’d never experienced. He added up
her words, plus what she hadn’t said, to what her almost-surprised reactions to
his lovemaking signaled.
Lifting off her, he said very slowly and very
clearly, “Penelope, are you a virgin?”
Quirky romance with paranormal and mystery elements. Penelope and Mrs. Merlin were really cute together. It was great to see Penelope come out of her shell the more time she spent with both Tony and Mrs. Merlin. Overall and enjoyable read with some funny and sexy moments.
Galley provided via Edelweiss in exchange for an honest review.
Perfect Match
By: Hailey North
First Time in
Digital
Releasing March 10th
Avon
While Not
Looking For Mr. Right...
Although she vows that she's locked her heart and
thrown away the key, ravishing red-headed Lauren Stevens suddenly has several
men vying to prove her wrong—and to win the right to set free her passionate
self. Button-down banker Oliver Gotho seems like a good candidate, but it's
Oliver's sexy brother Alistair who has invited the beautiful, penniless free
spirit to share his living space—temporarily, of course. She thinks she should
encourage the successful businessman brother, yet is it Alistair with the
oh-so-sensual magic touch who holds the key to her happiness?
Has She
Found Her Perfect Match?
Sexy, wise, and charismatic, Alistair has offered
Lauren a place to stay out of the goodness of his heart—and certainly not
because of her gorgeous eyes, luscious lips and enchanting body. Lauren may
entrance him, but it's time for him to find a sensible woman to take to wife.
And Lauren, with her penchant for peccadilloes, spells nothing but trouble. But
spring is in the balmy New Orleans air, and so is love, as both Lauren and
Alistair discover that the heart-pounding perfect match isn't always the one
knocking at the door…
Alistair Gotho could crook a finger and have any woman he wanted. She’d
seen the evidence of his former lovers—why, she was wearing a dress she’d found
in one of his closets!
But who wanted her—a dyslexic, hyperactive, unemployed doctoral student?
Wistfully, almost afraid to ask the question, but dying to know the answer,
Lauren said, “If you were going to conjure your perfect match, what would she
be like?”
Alistair shifted closer. Waiting for his response, her feelings of
vulnerability mounted. She grabbed the hem of her dress and started rolling the
fabric between her fingers.
Alistair paused. His silent scrutiny only fed her nervousness. Earlier,
when he’d been kissing her, she hadn’t been at all anxious, but holding her
breath for his answer, plus remembering what he’d said about taking up where
they’d left off once they were alone, she was paralyzed. What if she
disappointed him? What if the feelings he’d roused in her last night and again
in the shop had been a fluke? What if she was a failure at being with a man?
Yet, oddly enough, coupled with all her fears, came the crazed wish that
he would describe her to a “T” and then sweep her into his arms and kiss her
senseless.
“My perfect match?” The words rolled slowly off his tongue even as he
lifted one strand of her rich red hair. “Definitely a redhead,” he said.
“Really?”
“Oh, yes.” He glanced away, then shifted his gaze back. “Funny, but I’ve
never dated a redhead before.”
Tracing his finger lightly over her forehead, he said, “My perfect match
is wise and witty.” His hand moved lower, hovering above her breast. “And warm
and loving,” he said.
“And kissable,” he added, lowering his lips
to hers.
Cute multi-couple romance! You know almost right from the start that Alistair and Lauren were meant for each other - if only they wouldn't have taken everyone involved to realize it. I actually enjoyed this book a bit more than the first one.
Galley provided via Edelweiss in exchange for an honest review.
Hailey
North is a USA Today bestselling author who began writing while employed as a
“game show lawyer” for NBC Studios. Tired of hearing lawyers weren’t creative,
she quit her job and typed “Chapter One” (not the chapter, just the heading!).
Since that day, North has penned eight romantic comedies set in her adopted
hometown of New Orleans, Louisiana, and in her favorite imaginary town, Doolittle,
Arkansas.
She
has also created a three-book “afterlife” series that celebrates creative, but
accidentally dead, characters trying their darnedest to win a second chance at
life. North lives in Louisiana with her husband, her food-centric Labrador Shelby
and her two kindred-spirit felines, Ali Kat and Rosa Pax.
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