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The deeper they look, the harder they fall.
Jamie Houston was supposed to just be Leda Riveau’s Thursday night (and maybe Friday morning) fun.
After a romantic and professional disaster three years ago in Nashville, Leda is back in her hometown of Maybelle County. She has a great job, awesome brothers, and friends as allergic to emotions as she is. That’s all the sweetness she needs to go along with the bitter taste Nashville left in her mouth.
After all, a girl with her own hashtag – #ledagoesnuclear – cannot be expected to do relationships, no matter what her brothers think.
Jamie is a serial monogamist with a three-year-old son and a long commute–he’s not afraid to commit. Although the timing has never been right, he’s always had a thing for Leda. He knows full well she doesn’t do serious, but that was before the tension between them became explosive.
What starts out as a casual Thursday night arrangement gets messy fast between interfering friends, an amazing son, a sad brother, a pushy mom, and chemistry so intense it’s scary.
How does a man who needs forever win a woman who hates romance?
I generously received this ARC from SocialButterflyPR in exchange for an honest review…
Fifteen Nights by Zoe Lee is the first book that I’ve read from this author, but man was it the perfect introduction to this extraordinary writing style! When I read the synopsis for this story I was immediately intrigued because it’s not the typical love story where the girl is looking for the perfect happily ever after romance.
Leda Riveau is a beautiful women looking for a little bit of fun with Jamie Houston, a single father who is a serial monogamist who’s not afraid of a commitment. What starts off as a night of passion soon turns into something more when interfering friends, an amazing son, a sad brother, a pushy mom, and chemistry so intense it’s scary enters the picture. Can Leda finally open herself up to the possibility of something more or will she continue to fight her desire-too scared to make a move?
The obvious chemistry between Leda and Jamie is immediately recognizable and adds so much for the intensity of this beautifully written story! I strongly recommend checking this book out if you’re looking for a story so off the charts that your heart can’t handle it…
I stalk-strolled towards her, my patience stretched paper-thin by desire.
I crowded close, so tall and wide that she couldn’t see anything else but me, and my hand cupped her waist. She stumbled against the wall, her feet wide apart to keep her balanced.
“You’re so damn tall,”I murmured. Still a few inches shorter than I was in her heels, she angled her head back, her hair scraping the textured wallpaper, to meet my eyes again. My thumb stroked in arcs over her hips and I saw her try to suppress a shiver. “You must be six-three in those heels. Usually I can’t look a woman in the eye unless we’re lying down.
”Her eyes flashed fire and she asked belligerently, “Are you going to keep me here till midnight?”
I ran my fingertips down her earlobes and chandelier earrings, not bothering to confirm what was obvious. I knew she didn’t want to go anywhere either. If Leda Riveau didn’t want to be somewhere, she sure as hell would’ve told me so and moved.
When the crowd screamed and chorused “Happy New Year,”I half-smiled.
My face dipped until the tips of our noses grazed together, testing the boundaries, and when she only parted her red lips, I laid mine against them for the first time.
Light flickered behind my closed eyelids as her mouth softened a fraction.
But I didn’t want her soft, I wanted her fierce and dynamic, so I caught her around the waist. My voice dropped in volume and register while I demanded, “Kiss me harder, Leda.”
Her arms wound around me and her nails dug into my neck, scratching hard as she swooped in and bit at my bottom lip before her nimble tongue pushed into my mouth.
I couldn’t have stopped the heartfelt moan that escaped into the air between our open lips.
But at the noise, she pulled back sharply and looked at me, brows creasing. I didn’t know what had made Dunk say what he had, but I knew plenty of gossip about everyone in Maybelle, and I’d never heard so much as a word about her sleeping around.
I wanted to reassure her, but I knew that the usual platitudes about how she was beautiful and Dunk was a fucking idiot wouldn’t work because they’d make her feel too vulnerable. My best shot was probably self-deprecation, to shift the attention to my shit and away from her.
So I hooked her hair behind her ears, smoothing the disarray I’d caused.
“Do you know how many women run from this?”I pointed at my eyes. “I always have to hide it. I haven’t been able to do that with you tonight, and all you’ve done is stare right back.”
“I, uh, like it. It makes me feel special,”she practically stammered. “And that’s incredibly…”She swallowed, her eyes dipping down to my mouth again. “…tempting.”
My gaze sharpened with desire. “I would like to make love with you.”
She jabbed a finger in my chest. “You cannot call it that,”she ordered. “No bullshit about how you were moon-eyed over me half our lives ago when we didn’t know shit about shit.”
I grabbed her finger and reeled her in.
“You can stare at me all you want,”she half-babbled, “but this is just good chemistry.”
About Zoe Lee
Zoe has been writing since she was a little girl, growing up north of Chicago. Since then, she’s lived in Ohio and San Francisco, and now lives near Boulder. She has a job that she loves, but it doesn’t sound exciting to anyone else. She does yoga and takes dance classes when she can. She has a husband, who reads her romances, and an amazing little girl, who is way too young to read what Zoe writes (yet). She’s inspired by her family and friends, books and art, and all of the places she’s traveled.