Just One Spark
Jenna Bayley-Burke
Jenna Bayley-Burke
Hannah
Daniels reads steamy romance novels to forget her last trip on the love roller
coaster shredded her heart and tossed it like confetti. Her instincts
about men stink, but at work they’re on point. Only her busy schedule means she
reads whenever she can make time. Like at the laundromat while sitting on top
of a washing machine. Don’t judge.
Firefighter
Mason McNally has searched his whole life for a woman who stirs his soul.
When he finds her, she’s nose-deep in a racy paperback atop a vibrating washer.
Her beauty, boldness, and raw sensuality ignite his interest. But there’s a
problem. He’s forgotten he’s wearing a wedding ring.
No
amount of hasty explanations that it’s for his brother’s psychology experiment
convinces her to give him a chance. But he’s rushed into fiery situations
before, and this woman is totally worth the risk. He’ll just have to prove to
her that first impressions can be wrong and their spark of attraction is oh so
right.
Wide-eyed,
Hannah looked up at him. He reached out as if in a dream, tucked his fingers
underneath her chin, and angled her mouth up to accept his. He brushed his lips
softly against hers, wondering if she’d resist him. Her eyelids drifted closed,
and he let himself taste her. Gently, he kissed her, fighting the urge to push
and plunder. She crept her hands up his body and flattened her palms against
his chest, resting them there for a second before she firmly pushed him away.
As
her heavily fringed lids fluttered open, she said, “I don’t know you. You have
no right to kiss me.”
Cocking
his head to the side, he wondered if she was more upset that he’d kissed her,
or that he’d stopped. From the way her chest hitched with every breath, he’d
bet his paycheck on the latter. Still, she denied the attraction.
“That
was not a kiss.”
“Excuse
me? I know when I’ve been kissed,” she said breathily.
“This is a kiss.” Mason reached for her
and molded his hands on either side of her creamy oval face. Energy pulsed
through him as he pressed his lips to hers. He had one chance to assault her
senses the way she did to him with just her presence. A physical expression of
just how she made him feel. No softness this time, no holding back.
He
pressed his body against hers, his lips firm where hers were pliant. He
swallowed her moan as she parted her lips, allowing him inside. His head rushed
with the refreshing minty taste of her. He seduced her with the kiss.
Caressing. Nipping. Inviting. Taking.
When
she ran her fingers through his hair, he relaxed his grip. Reluctantly, he
pulled away and gazed at her expression, eyes closed, lips still parted. He
grinned down at her as her eyes flickered open, the dichotomy of a single blue
and a single green eye studying him intently. Derek was an idiot with his ideas
about symmetry. The play of the two colors against each other was amazingly
sexy.
“That was a kiss,” she whispered, licking her
lips
I love reading romances that feature firefighters and Mason did not let me down, even when his behaved kind of like a stalker. I liked that he did everything in his power to find Hannah and to get her to give him a chance. Hannah had been burned before, so it was understandable that she be extra cautious, but her back and forth attitude with Mason got to be a bit annoying. Even with all of Hannah's trust issues, it was clear that they worked together as a couple. Overall, I enjoyed the their story.
I voluntarily reviewed an advanced reader copy of this book I received from NetGalley. I was not compensated for this review, all conclusions are my own.
Jenna Bayley-Burke
is known for her fun, sexy romance novels, baking banana bread and over
volunteering. She thinks she has the best jobs in the world: mother, wife, and
author. When she’s not lost in her latest story, she can be found pursuing
whatever hobby her characters are enamored with: photography, yoga, planning,
traveling, crafts and cooking up a storm.
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