Turns out I’ve been faking being an adult.
My job? My apartment? The pretty life I’ve built?
Let’s just say I’ve made some mistakes.
I’m knee-deep in the mess I’ve made when I find him. Tall, dark-haired, and rough around the edges. The boy I never noticed is all grown up, in all the right ways. And he’s not about to let me forget it.
He can try to pretend he’s immune to our attraction. I’m trained in the art of persuasion and I love a challenge.
But how can he know the answers to questions I haven’t thought to ask? I’ve been putting out fires, fighting like crazy to get my life back on track. And this man? He acts like he knows who’s holding the match.
Maybe there’s no such thing as mistakes.
What if it’s all just sabotage?
Storyline- First half 4 Second half 3
Overall Rating- 3.5
Kindle eARC provided by Author
Reviewed by: Stephanie
Entice is the second book in The Hearts of Stone series but can be read as a stand-alone. Emily and Owen first meet in high school. Well they don’t really meet, Owen basically was obsessed with Emily. Not in an overly creepy stalkerish kind of way but lets just say he loved her from afar. While the whole school saw the pretty popular girl who dates the schools hot shot jock, Owen could see past all that. He made himself a promise that before his senior year ended he would talk to her and tell her how he felt but thanks to Emily’s not to nice of a boyfriend that plan didn’t work out and he never got his chance to tell her.
“I’m not sure I’m ready for you to know what I think of you. Or the effect you have on me. The effect you’ve always had on me.”
Fast forward ten years and we meet up again with Emily she is in her late twenties and working as a law associate. She has a very sarcastic personality and I loved that about her. She has no filter and Unfortunately for her the some of the things that actually come out of her mouth don’t sit to well with other people, her boss included so she ends up getting fired and on top of that she is about to lose her apartment. So she does the only thing she can do and ends up going home to stay with her sister for a while to sort of regroup.
“The whole point of moving away was to start a new life. Staying here now would be like accepting defeat. Like moving backward. Failing. And I don’t like to fail. Even if I seem to be pretty good at it.”
While she is at home she visits her favorite diner, it’s a place that holds a special place in her heart for many reasons.
What she isn’t expecting when she goes in there is to come face to face with Owen, a hot guy she is instantly drawn to. So Emily doesn’t remember Owen, really has no clue who he is. Owen sure as hell remembers her and things don’t start out to smoothly for them at all. Even though Emily flirts like crazy with Owen he is moody and not willing to give her much. Slowly things change as the story progresses and the two start to get closer. But things for Emily continue to spiral more out of control. Owen cares for her and wants to help her through it but she needs to be willing to take responsibility for her actions and admit she wants help. I loved Owen, he is so sweet and so sexy. You can truly tell how he feels about her and you can tell Emily has some really strong feeling for him but she doesn’t exactly know how to deal with those feelings, but she is trying.Will Emily admit she needs Owen or will she realize it to late?
“This man brings me to my knees with the simplest of looks. He’s honest and sexy and unbelievably good-natured. This man is mine. All mine.”
This was a good read though I will admit I enjoyed the first half a lot better then the second. I was glued to the pages
until about 45 percent then there was just to much going on the second half. I wouldn’t have minded if it all fit together but I felt like there was so much thrown in the second half and it was much to rushed. I did enjoy the authors writing and I really enjoyed both Emily and Owen. I will defiantly read this author again.
A moan parts my lips as his fingers discover how badly I want him. I tilt my head back as he rubs me. The electric storm between my legs makes it impossible to think of anything but his touch. My skin is on fire and his hands are relentless and unafraid, rough as coal and fueling my heat into a full-blown flame. I’m hurting for him to be inside of me.
Eyes shut, I have no idea what he intends to do next until his lips find mine below. I groan out. Loud. He savors me slowly at first. But his tastes turn to nipping, and then he devours me with increasing vigor. Out of nowhere, he gives my clit one sudden, sharp suck.
“Oh God,” I breathe out. My back arches upward, pulled by the firing nerves running up and down my core.
Reality blurs away, intoxicating lust pulls a veil over all of my other senses. All I know is his lips on me. I’m clutching the edge of the counter and twisting my hips any way I can to grind against his face and show him with my movements how incredibly good he’s making me feel. Owen’s waging an assault on my body, concentrating all his forces on the one small spot where the war is won.
I’ve never been tasted like this before. This man knows what he’s doing. He knows how much pressure to put where, he knows how to weave over all the sensitive spots. When to be rough, when to pull back. He puts his whole damn head into it.
It’s like he knows exactly what I’m itching for before I even decide, scratching the perfect place every single time. His tongue massages my most sensitive spot long enough to put me on edge and then tortuously moves to another itch.
He’s a fucking professional, bringing me to the brink of orgasm three or four times and somehow, defiantly, keeps me right there until I’m begging in a desperate whisper for him to make me come.
He slides a finger inside of me, all the while tasting me, and lets out a groan as I squeeze around it. His finger pulses in and out of me to the rhythm of my uneven heartbeat. One of my legs hooks over his shoulder, pulling his face further into me. He must know, somehow, how close I am, because he lightly drags his teeth against me. My eyes fly open as the sting of pain twists instantly to insane ecstasy that plunges me into an explosive orgasm. I’m sure my spine dissolved and my body is left boneless.
I laugh. That felt so damn good I don’t know what else to do but laugh.
“Does that mean you want more?” Owen asks. The look in his eyes tells me he’s still starving. And I’m on the menu. “I’ll give you more.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Veronica Larsen is a twenty-something year old writer who enjoys crafting emotionally rousing stories laced with intense chemistry. Her debut contemporary romance novel, Entangle (Hearts of Stone, Book 1), released December 1st 2014. When Veronica isn’t writing, she enjoys reading, sobbing over her epic Pinterest fails, and spending time with her sweet little family in Southern California.