Tuesday, July 28, 2015

review || RISK ME { blog tour } by Lexi Scott

Entangled: Embrace | July 28, 2015 | New Adult Romance
Silver Strands, book 2


For Cohen Rodriguez, getting dumped by his girlfriend was bad enough. Being told he's “not impulsive enough” was just the cheap parting gift. Still, he takes a break from his ├╝ber responsible ways and dates his way through Silver Strand. Except it's not exactly turning out the way he thought... On top of that, there's Maren Walshe, whose combination of sexy and down-to-earth is everything Cohen wants in a girl. But while they've recently been talking on the phone and texting every day, they've never actually met. Now Maren wants to meet. In person. Faced with turning his oh-so-safe fantasy girl into an uncertain reality, Cohen and Maren are both about to dive head first, ready or not.

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{ about lexi scott } .

Lexi ScottLexi Scott is the combined forces of authors and best friends, Liz Reinhardt and Steph Campbell. Together, they write new adult and contemporary romance featuring strong, smart, feisty women and the swoony worthy, good guys who love them. The grew up on opposite coasts- one on the east, one of them on the west, but somehow, both ended up married and raising their families in the Southern U.S. They love traveling, good food, wine and hoarding books.

{ excerpt } .

It’s surreal sitting here on my bed, listening to my girlfriend talk, because I’m pretty sure she’s breaking up with me—while wearing my favorite Dodgers T-shirt.

The same one she pulled on after she screwed my brains out and collapsed on my chest, sweaty and giggly, before falling asleep in my arms last night.

“What the hell are you talking about?” I ask, sitting up straighter in the bed and watching her pile all her silky hair on top of her head as she looks at herself in the mirror.

She actually takes a second to check herself out from the side before she bothers to turn and acknowledge me again. Not that I can blame her, since she’s hot as hell, but can the girl focus for two seconds?

“Kensley, I don’t even understand what you’re saying. Last night you were on top of me in this bed telling me how much you love me, and now it’s all over? I’m… This makes no damn sense. At all. So explain it to me.”

She comes over to the bed and sits on the edge carefully. She looks at me, her big brown eyes wide and innocent. It’s a face she makes when she feels guilty.

Come to think of it, it’s a face she made last night. When she stripped her black lacy bra and panties off and pushed me back on the mattress. Just before she straddled me, asked me to talk dirty, then slid my dick into her. While she was whispering that she loved me and always would, she flashed me that sorry look.

My mind flips back to a few hours before.

“Cohen,” she panted, her hips pumping up and down, her gorgeous tits shaking with every bounce. “I’ll never forget you.”

I thought it was a weird thing to say, but my mind wasn’t really focused on her words. I was reaching up to feel the soft, full swell of those perfect tits. Sometimes Kensley says crazy shit. She wants to be an actress, and she’s into role-playing and all that, so I basically ignore most of what she says because we both tend to get wild in the sack. I say lots of things no one who knows me from work or general life would imagine me saying when I have a beautiful girl in bed with me.

“Cohen.” She takes my hand and looks up, every move so deliberate, it’s like she rehearsed it all.


“Last night was… It was my way to say good-bye,” Kensley explains, her voice soft. Theatrically soft. Like she’s gunning for best sympathetic breakup with a pathetic boyfriend.


“Good-bye?” I sputter. “Really? Good-bye? We looked at puppies last week. This week you’re ready to say good-bye?”

“Let me go down on you,” she offered. It was a nice gesture, but Kensley didn’t go down on me unless she was saying sorry or she wanted something.

Since I wasn’t pissed at her, I asked, as she sank to her knees, “What do you want, babe? I know a while ago you made that registry at the jewelry store that friend of yours owns, but our anniversary is in a few weeks. I promise, you’ll be happy.”

Her eyes flipped up to my face and she looked…guilty. “Can’t I just do this to be nice?”

I wasn’t going to say no to that. “Of course. And th-th-ank…good freaking God, Kensley.”

And then I didn’t say anything else, because my girlfriend’s tongue was doing crazy, amazing things to my dick, and I wasn’t about to stop that.

{ review } .

Nothing like thinking you have forever with someone only to wake up the next morning and she's breaking up with you.

This is what happens with Cohen. But as Kensley's walking out the door, he thinks back through the last week's encounters and finds the little clues saying she was looking to move on. Unsure of where to go from there, Cohen allows his friends to push him back in the dating game.

Gotta say, I hate blind dates, and Cohen's experience with them isn't all that peachy-keen either.

There is one person, though, who Cohen only knows by voice and wouldn't mind getting to know. However, Maren isn't in the market for a serious relationship, she hasn't had the best examples in life, so she doesn't even try to go there. Instead, she turns into his sounding board for his terrible blind dates.

I love that Cohen and Maren have a bit of a friendship to build off of. What starts as daily phone conversations that turns into laughs over terrible dates, eventually turns into a super solid foundation to build a relationship on.

This was one of those light, easy to read new adults -- a nice 'filler' read when in the midst of romantic suspense, military romance, and romantic angst stories. I am enjoying the friendships and side stories, and was hoping to get HIDE ME read and reviewed before this bad boy, but today's (7/28) schedule proved to be quite a doozy, so I had to push it back for a day or two (no worries, it will be coming! -- before the next release, any way).

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