REVIEW BLITZ: Bedfellows by Lola Leighton

     

 

I wasn't looking to fall for one man. Let alone two... Sullivan and Will are as close as two friends can be. Growing up in the system forced them to rely on each other, and they've become accustomed to sharing everything—including women. Now they're ready for more. To find love. To start a family. To see the dreams they've shared since childhood come true. Apparently I tick off every box on their list—brains, beauty, and sass. I never hesitate to put both men in their places—which they find sexy as hell. One problem, I'm a traditional girl, with traditional values—one man, one woman, till death do us part—kind of values. They're willing to work to prove how very right the three of us could be, but what happens next is anyone's guess...   ADD TO GOODREADS

      

“Tonight has been great, Sullivan. It's just, when I think about adding Will into the equation, I get …”

“Scared?”

She shook her head. “Butterflies.”

“Butterflies are good, right?”

“I think so.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. I leaned in closer, captivated by her. Everything about her drew me in—from the swell of her full lips, to her uncertainty about this, and especially her willingness to try.

“He's not here now. Put the butterflies away.”

“Okay.” She smiled.

I leaned in closer. “I've wanted to kiss you all night.”

She wet her lower lip with the tip of her tongue and it was all the answer I needed. She wanted this, too. Wanted me.

My heart pumped faster with that secret knowledge.

Tilting her chin so that her lips met mine, I took her mouth. Gently at first, and then with a growing sense of hunger as her warm, wet tongue came out to meet mine.

She tasted incredible. Slightly sweet from the wine, and feminine and simply perfect.

        

REVIEW:
Adrienne has no qualms about asking her me if they're going to eat something, Are you going to eat that?” She gestured with her fork to a side dish containing guacamole that sat untouched beside me." Adrienme obviously lets her men know where she stands on things, “I wouldn't tease her right now, man,” Sullivan warned. “I just got a stern talking to about allowing someone else to cut my hair.” I really liked this book, Adrienne had some good men in Sullivan and Will.

  Lola Leighton is the pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling romance author who wanted to write steamier stories that her mother is most definitely not allowed to read. FACEBOOK | GOODREADS | NEWSLETTER