Cowboy Kisses

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A stubborn cowboy, a meddlesome friend and a bachelor auction for charity – Kimberly Moore’s plans for a relaxing weekend away from the stress of her job as Executive Producer of a hit television show were quickly sidetracked when the man she’d fallen in love with through phone calls and email went up for bids.

Lucky in love was never a phrase associated with Austin Tyler, not until his cousin introduced him to Kimberly. Over telephone calls, Skype and email, he found himself falling for a woman he’d never touched. Just when he believed she might be the one for him, she moved thousands of miles away.

Will Kimberly’s bid for love be successful? Or is the price too high for both of them?
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Prologue

"Have I mentioned recently, you’re my favorite cousin?"

Austin Tyler looked over his can of soda at Cybil standing on the gravel of his drive and smiled. She definitely had motives and he was only her favorite when she wanted something. "Nope."

She walked up the front steps of the porch and smiled bright. He didn’t bother getting up from the chair he had parked himself in moments earlier nor did he move his legs that were stretched out in front of him to where the heels of his cowboy boots rested on the rail of the veranda. "Well, you are really the best?"

"Cut the crap, Cybil, what do you want?"

"You." Hesitation worked across her face and she winced. "I mean not like in a hillbilly sort of way, but like I need a really big favor sort of way."

"Please tell me you don’t need your brakes fixed again, because I just replaced those?"

"Not the car, my job." She grimaced slightly and shoved his legs knocking them off the rail so she could step toward the empty chair on the other side of the little table.

Thankful his cousin didn’t spill the soda, he glanced at her and waited. When she didn’t say anything he decided to nudge her along. "I’m not coming to work at the hospital."

She laughed and tossed her shoulder length black wavy hair. "No. I don’t mean I need help with my job, but I do need a favor so I can keep it."

Of course she does.

"What?"

"I need you to help me with an auction." She blinked her lashes at him and the fact she did, he knew there was a hell of a lot more to the auction than she had said.

"What kind of auction? Livestock, collectibles, cars?Lord, it better not be antiques."

A small giggle escaped her and fear hit his soul. "Bachelor."

He didn’t understand. "Bachelor what?"

"Auction."

He’d worked all day, finally had a chance to relax and his brain wasn’t going full speed. "You want me to help you how?" He thought for a moment of his buddies. "I guess I know a few guys."

"No. I want you." She rolled her eyes and nodded. "Again, not in a hillbilly way. I want you to be in the auction, have women check out the goods and?"

"Hell no!" He straightened in his chair. Either Cybil had started breaking into the hospital pharmacy and had taken up serious drug use or his cousin had simply flipped her lid. "Are you out of your mind?"

A scrunch of her nose and a guilty expression revealed she actually had been serious. "I need this favor, please."

"You either need medication or to lay off it. No." And that was that. End of subject.

"Austin!" He highly doubted she knew how irritatingly annoying her whine was when she didn’t get her own way. "I had this hunky architect lined up?remember the one that wanted in my panties while I was with my now ex-husband?"

He took a heavy swig of his soda and studied Cybil. "And which ex-husband would this be?"

"Dillon."

"Honey, I can’t keep track of the guys you’ve dated and the ones you almost dated in between around your two ex-husbands."

"Don’t be difficult." She started to pout. "Seriously, Austin, I need this." She heaved a sigh. "Anyway, the hot architect babysat on the weekend and now I guess is breaking out into this strange rash."

"Good thing you found out before you slept with him, that rash could be serious." He grinned over her flustered look and took another sip of his soda.

"Could you please stop being sarcastic?"

"I could, but where would the fun be in that?" He couldn’t help but chuckle over his cousin becoming more frustrated by the minute.

"I really need you to do this. I’m short a bachelor."

"I’m not a bachelor, I’ve been married." He thought of Lilly, Jen and Mallory. "More than you. Three ex-wives and if I had married Darcy, I would have doubled you in exes, so no. I don’t qualify as a bachelor."

"You’re gorgeous, officially divorced and as I recall you actually had marriage cross your mind once after Mallory."

Not fair. Not fair at all.

He thought of auburn curls and a doll like face, the one that despite his best efforts he hadn’t forgotten. "But I didn’t. Thinking about marrying and actually doing the fated trip down the aisle are completely different things. Besides one ex fianc? and three ex-wives, proves marriage isn’t for me."

"No, you just married the wrong women and here I thought you’d gone and found the right one."

Almost, but not quite. His chest constricted and his heart pierced. Son of a bitch, this isn’t supposed to hurt.

He didn’t know what to say, he just sat there quiet while every word from every email and every picture flashed through his mind. Cybil wasn’t stupid and he knew she knew he was thinking about?her.

"Aren’t you even going to ask how Kimberly is?" His cousin folded her hands in her lap and waited.

"I’m sure she’s fine, she got what she wanted." Oh yeah, just talking about her started to give a heavy weight across his chest and after not talking to her for almost three months, he had hoped he was over her. Apparently, not.

Cybil’s face darkened and she shook her head no. "You don’t know that."

"Sure I do. Her beloved television series came first. She is now in the sunny city of Albuquerque and has it all." He resented that he sounded bitter, well maybe bitter wasn’t the word more like?

Oh yeah, I’m bitter and I shouldn’t be. Son of a bitch! Women!

Cybil threw her hands up in the air then lowered them slapping them lightly against her thigh. "Okay, enough about Kimberly. I really need you to do this."

He was doing just fine, he didn’t need Cybil bringing up her friend who was like a sister to her and he blamed the fact his cousin was an only child and the fact that all she did was work, date and fly to Albuquerque to hang out with stars and…

I’m an only child and I almost resent the fact she is like a sister to me.

"I’m not a bachelor."

"You’re good looking, single and let’s face facts, you don’t even date. I know women love cowboys, you’re perfect." She smiled and he hated more than anything when she gave those puppy dog eyes. "You would probably go for a lot of money."

"So did my last stud, produced a few fine colts."

She laughed and nodded her head in agreement. "Fine. Point taken. All you have to do is wear clean jeans, put on that black Stetson of yours, toss in a couple of stories from your rodeo days and let the women take care of the rest."

This wasn’t good, no way was this auction going to be that easy. "What exactly am I obligated to do once some desperate woman?"

Why am I debating this? Right, she gave that puppy dog face and she has no brother to pick on.

"Not all the women are desperate, but they have money."

"Wonderful, that’ll be a change of pace for me now won’t it?" Women up to that point had only cared about money?his money, to be more specific?more than they did him. Not entirely true. "What’s the catch, Cybil?"

"One teensy weensy date of their choice." She held up her thumb and pointer finger less than an inch apart. "Think of it as a night away from your sofa."

"I like my sofa."

"Austin! Please!" And she was back to the whining.

"No, sorry." He was holding his ground.

"Pretty please, I promise I’ll make it up to you, and it won’t kill you to go out with a nice girl that has money."

A pretty face flashed through his mind and a laugh from more than one memory of a phone call echoed in his memory. He didn’t want to think of her. He wanted to forget her. However, one question laid on his mind. "Is Kimberly going to be there?" Not that it mattered to him since he wasn’t going to do this auction thing that in his opinion was better saved for livestock.

"No." Cybil blinked at him and hung her head. "She couldn’t leave the series, right now."

"Big shock there." He couldn’t help the sarcasm, but he could help debating this ridiculous request. Nope, he wasn’t going to do this.

"She’s really busy."

He knew that all too well. "Fine. I’ll do it."

Cybil squealed, leapt out of the chair and threw her arms around his neck. "Thank you. It will be fun." She straightened and smiled. "Who knows, you might even have a good time."

Doubtful. Highly doubtful, but the event might help me forget about her?if even for a while.

 

Chapter One

"This was a very bad idea." Kimberly Moore breathed smoothing her clammy hands down the front of her black cocktail dress, while her upper arm clutched a small expensive evening bag against her body. What could she say? She had to have the purse?expensive, designer and best of all, on sale.

"No, coming tonight wasn’t a bad idea, this will be a night to remember." Cybil squealed and pulled her into the ballroom of the lavish Seattle hotel. "You needed a holiday anyway, according to Debbie, who told me via text, you needed a break."

Debbie is a traitor. Next to you my best friend, but a traitor.

Kim glanced at her friend and rolled her eyes. "Holiday, not my head checked which coming to this event surely is qualifying me for."

Cybil laughed and dragged her over to the bar and grabbed two glasses of red wine. "You and I both know you’ll have a good time tonight." She passed one of the goblets to Kim. "A toast, may you enjoy your days off."

"I doubt it. I keep thinking something is going to go terribly wrong, while I’m here." She sighed and clinked her glass against the one in Cybil’s hand. "To time off, even if it was forced."

Her friend lifted her glass to her lips and grinned. "Look on the bright side, at least your assistant won’t cry for the next few days."

She sipped her drink and winced. "Yeah, after this morning’s tantrum because she is?oh, I don’t know?incompetent. Debbie decided that I needed a time out." She sipped at the wine again. "Apparently, I’m cranky."

"You and Debbie have come a long way together, if she says you need a break, you need a break." She giggled. "As far as making your assistant cry, no one claimed you were the nice department."

"They don’t pay me enough to be nice." She thought of everything she had gone through in order to get her television series to pilot then to regular prime time.

Cybil laughed then studied her friend carefully. "Have you heard from my cousin?"

Why the hell did she have to mention Austin?

"No." She gulped back the rest of the wine and placed the glass on the bar. She flashed a smile to the bartender and he winked before refilling her glass.

Wow, a trained man, who knew there was such a thing?

Fighting the urge to toss back the second glass, she smiled at Cybil. "It doesn’t matter. I’m over him. Your cousin was nothing but a fling." Saying the words aloud stung. Telling them to someone else made them even more real.

"I don’t believe you." Her perfectly arched brows furrowed and concern worked over her pretty face. "I know you loved him and I thought he lo?"

"You thought wrong, but that’s okay. So did I." She lifted the glass to her lips and savored the taste of the burgundy liquid on her tongue. Her gaze darted around the room and focused on the women’s dresses, what not to wear and the bad fashion choices the four words implied. Her attention then fell on the decorations and anything and everything else that would prevent her from crying.

A woman in a teal satin dress caught her attention. Who in their right mind would wear teal satin to a function? Or wear her blonde hair quite so sloppy if she was bidding on a guy. Maybe she was a tag-a-long and with a friend. For the auction men, Kim sincerely hoped. The poor souls.

"Why don’t you call him?" Cybil’s voice carried the same gentle worry that her expression held.

"I did, and emailed and left countless text messages. The end result, nothing. Not a single word." Her chest tightened and sadness added weight to her shoulders.

Damn him! How dare he affect me still? He’s just a man and those are a dime a dozen.

"Kim I think that?"

"Give it a rest, okay? It’s over." She tried to sound strong, but the quiver in her voice hinted at her buried emotion. In truth, she knew there were men and then there was Austin. He’d been different, or so she thought. Naivety possibly? Maybe there was no such thing as different, just one heartache after another. Happily-ever-after was best saved for fairytales, television and movies.?

"I wonder."

She loved Cybil, but hated the tone of worry covering her words like caramel sauce on a sundae. The expression of etched concern made the moment twice as bad. "You wonder what?"

"If you’re really over him."

"I am." And the more Kimberly told herself that, the more she would believe it.

Cybil’s brow crinkled. "Make me a promise?please?"

The lights dimmed and the stage erected at one end of the ballroom lit up. Why was she here again? Right, her other best friend and business partner forced her to take a break. So coming to see Cybil was the logical choice.

Logical?

Standing in a fitted dress at a bachelor auction really didn’t seem to hold tight to the reins of methodical or even lucid.

"Did you even hear me?"

She glanced at her friend and shook her head. "No, sorry."

I was too busy wallowing in self-pity.

"Promise me you won’t give up on my cousin. Life takes some strange twists and usually has a habit of working itself out."

She sighed, nodded in agreement, mostly just to pacify Cybil and avoid a lecture. "I promise." She choked out the two simple words then washed down the sort of lie with a sip of the cabernet in her glass.

The auction started and though the eye candy held appeal and some of the gentlemen in question sure knew how to work the women, her heart really wasn’t into the evening. In truth, she silently stressed all hell had broken loose on the set without her being there and Debbie, her very capable and, not to mention career minded partner and best friend next to Cybil, had been held hostage by the camera crew over something mundane like running out of coffee or replacement bulbs.

I should call. If I do, Debbie will bitch and I’ll sound like a workaholic. Wait?I am a workaholic.

The last cutie on the stage went for eight thousand dollars to some woman who looked like she had just stepped off the cover of Vogue. Though the bachelor indeed looked incredible in the Armani suit and had a killer smile, he certainly wasn’t worth the money. Possibly, if he put out and carried a hefty package behind the zipper of the wool and silk pants.

"Here!" Cybil shoved a small plate in front of her with three round pastry looking things on the white porcelain. "Try these, they’re to die for."

"What are they?" She took the plate in time to have Cybil grab her arm and tug her closer to the stage off to the right. "Where are we going?" Her new sling back shoes did double time across the industrial carpet to keep up to her friend on a mission and she became thankful they hadn’t cut across the hardwood space no doubt traditionally used for a dance floor.

"The morsels on your plate are crab cakes and in answer to your second question, we’re getting a better view."

They came to a stop about ten feet from the stage and off to the right. She should have grabbed another glass of wine but her head already had become a bit fuzzy from lack of food and she regretted not eating on the plane. Then again, who knows what they would have served. Besides, holding the plate would have made eating impossible with a glass in her hand with her clutch purse wedged against her body. She lifted one of the fluffy pastries up and took a small bite.

Okay, Cybil hadn’t lied. The crab cakes were perfect and she didn’t dare think of the calories the little delights packed within their cream cheese bellies. No worries, the fat would find its way to her ass and tummy with little problem and no doubt the extra inch or two she had on her thighs would be happy to point the future cellulite to an available space. Just what her hips needed.

She polished off the crab cake and cast her friend a leveled look. "We could see just fine from where we were."

"Yes, but this spot gives the stage a better view of us."

Lifting another of the pastry delights she shook her head and grinned. "Plan on hitting on the MC?"

"Nope. Seeing he has a wife and a mistress?maybe a couple mistresses, and is my boss. Definitely not."

She snickered. "Not to mention about twenty years older than you."

Cybil laughed. "That too." A wry smile crossed her lips. "I think you need to bid on a bachelor."

"I think you need to have another drink of wine and keep them going until you realize what a dumbass idea that is. None of these guys are my type."

An unreadable expression crossed her friend’s face with a knowing little grin. "We’ll see."

Curiosity bit Kim in the ass, which if she had another crab cake was sure to be a bigger target. "Meaning?"

Cybil didn’t answer, instead the MC supplied the answer. "Our next bachelor up tonight is Austin Tyler from Sultan, Washington."

No way. I heard wrong.

Despite the moment of denial, she had to look and turned toward the stage. Bad move?stupid even, because standing there looking right at her and Cybil was the hottest man she had ever seen in fitted black button fly jeans that emphasized a little too well his leg muscles. Even from here, Kim could tell the black jacket he wore across solid shoulders was designer. The black Stetson on his head just made everything more intense and him?down right delicious.

Rocket science wasn’t required to know that even though they stood a good distance apart by the way her skin had suddenly started to heat their eyes had just locked. Her knees weakened and never in a million years did she think she would ever be in the same room with Austin.

What the hell am I going to do?

* * * * *

What the hell is Kimberly doing here?

His first reaction?Cybil had lied to him, but after a second thought knew that Kimberly never left her set. Ever. Consumed with her success and making sure her television series didn’t fail, she wouldn’t leave Albuquerque. Apparently, something had happened to bring her to Seattle and he somehow doubted it was for his benefit.

What happened on the set?

Instinctively, he knew she wouldn’t leave her precious TV show unless she had to and part of him instantly worried. He tuned out the MC and just stared at her, neither of them broke the eye contact. Even from the distance, he knew she was just as surprised to see him. Surprised and if he didn’t miss his guess a little bit sad. He shouldn’t have been so quiet and distant from her?but at the same time, no communication became the only way to save his heart. He’d made enough mistakes with women and he didn’t need a repeat performance of the ex-fianc?e making her life now in New York, off Broadway.

"Five hundred dollars!" The voice belonging to the said actress entered his brain. His mind took about three seconds longer than it should have to realize the voice wasn’t a memory. Breaking the eye lock with Kimberly he turned in the direction of the voice and his gaze fell on the one and only Darcy, his ex-fianc?e. The actress stood there in a nasty pink pantsuit, revealing too much cleavage for decent company. A thin smile coated her lips with the matching lipstick to her outfit, reveling in this moment.

What the??

"A thousand." Another voice called out and he glanced to see his first ex-wife, Lilly standing in a body hugging dress in silver with a group of friends. Sadly he recognized a couple of the faces of the women she was with. Nothing had changed since they were married, over a decade ago, for a sky crashing three and half months. Staring at her now, he wondered what he had seen in her.

"Whatever, Lilly!" A catty voice echoed and he took in the purple?well it looked like a dress but could’ve doubled as a nightshirt. "Fifteen hundred."

No way in hell.

He stared at ex-wife number two and couldn’t believe the mess of colors Jen had her hair. Dark hair hung in an unruly, curly mess with blonde, red and from he could tell by the dim lights?purple streaks. To Jen’s credit, the hair matched the bordering-on-muu-muu ensemble.

This is a bad dream. A real bad one.

The MC cleared his throat. "We have fifteen hundred do I hear?"

"Two thousand."

Forget bad dream. This is a terrifying nightmare.

He shifted the weight to his one leg and glanced at his third ex-wife. Oh yeah, Mallory looked like a real prize with her blonde hair piled up in a tragic up-do with a clip he couldn’t recall women wearing in about five years. Draped over her body like a forgotten shower curtain was a teal satin dress that was anything but sexy, let alone flattering.

"Where the hell would you get the money?" Jen snapped. "Trying to buy him back with his own alimony payment?"

"At least it wasn’t from turning tricks like you." Mallory fired with a catty grin.

Lilly turned to the stage and grinned. "Twenty-five hundred." She tossed a satisfied smirk back to the collection of exes. "Top that."

"He lowered his standards after me." Darcy reveled in a snotty tone. "Thirty-five hundred." She just upped things by a thousand dollars and wiggled her brows at him. This was like slow torture, a vice grip to his nuts would be less painful.

He had to have the worst luck to have the four women he had once been involved with fighting over him as if they wanted seconds. A knot formed in his stomach. He never should have agreed to this auction, but he wasn’t counting on his former loves turning into groupies.

"Four thousand!" Jen called out and the pain in his stomach intensified.

This evening was supposed to be fun and had not only turned into the farthest thing from pleasurable, he waited for the catfight to break out, which knowing the ladies of his past wasn’t a real far stretch. They would have made more money than the auction with the four of them getting catty in a tub of mud and placing bets. He could just imagine the sight and his stomach ached more. He had only one person to blame and shot a long, hard look over to Cybil who busily whispered in Kimberly’s ear. The one woman he wanted was the only woman who had so far remained quiet.

"Forty five hundred." Mallory voiced and glared at Jen. "You are not beating me on this."

"Don’t count on it, bitch!" Jen snarled back.

"Five thousand." Darcy upped the ante and laughed wickedly. The sound echoed through the room reminding him of a witch.

My bad luck with women just keeps on going. Where the hell are these women getting the money?

He needed a miracle and for the life of him didn’t see one in sight.

* * * * *

 

"Please, Kimberly!" Cybil whispered in her ear as she stared at the four women in the middle of the room. Collectively they could have had their own reality show?Styles of the Ghetto Fabulous. She’d always thought Cybil and Austin had exaggerated about his exes. From where she stood now, they looked like?well?there were hardly words.

"Fifty-five hundred!"

"Mallory, don’t be a crack whore, you know you don’t have that kind of money," the woman wearing the purple tablecloth snapped like a rabid dog.

"I do have that money, Jen. And I save the whoring for you and Lilly."

Kim gasped. The women were ruthless. Words failed her, but she knew who Mallory was. In fact, she knew a little too well and though she had never formally met her, they had talked once. The day Mallory stole Austin’s phone. The things Mallory had said?still stung to this day.

It’s nice to know I’m not the only one Mallory is a bitch too.

"Kimmmyyyy, I am begging," Cybil whispered in a plea and not just any plea, but an annoying whiney plea. The whimper and whine resembling an overtired child on a grocery store floor demanding candy. She may be one of Kim’s best friends, but Cybil really sounded like a distempered horse when she made that sound. "My cousin will never forgive me if one of those tramps ends up winning him. He might actually kill me."

She glanced to Cybil. "What do you want me to do?"

Her friend smacked her arm lightly. "Damn it! Bid on him. Please save him from this."

"Are you drunk?" she demanded in a hushed whisper so no one could overhear. The women of Austin’s past had already caused enough of a scene. She glanced back over to the Austin Tyler Groupie Section.

"Six thousand." The one looking like a cheap stripper in a pant outfit in a nasty shade of salmon yelled, upping the ante.

"Who is that?" She turned and looked at Cybil.

"The girl Austin was engaged to before the wives came along?an actress."

"Porn?" A legitimate question considering how the woman was dressed.

"No, theatre." An ill expression crossed Cybil’s features as she glanced to the stage. "I feel terrible and he looks miserable."

Again, Kim turned her attention to the four women and a heavy invisible weight crushed against her chest. She was nothing like them in looks, build or even?thank the stars above?class.

A nervous knot formed in her belly and the wine started to upset her stomach.

What did he ever see in me? I’m so different.

"Our last bid is for six thousand, anyone care to top that?" The MC waited and Mallory tossed her head back and laughed.

This became totally unbelievable and some unidentified energy motivated Kim’s right foot forward then her left, she had the money, she could do something, but?

What am I thinking?

"Sixty-five hundred!" Mallory called. "Face it girls, I’m the best he’s ever had."

My guess the best he ever had was a prime rib dinner. I know Austin has taste but this is travesty. Maybe he was drunk – on more than one occasion.

Kim’s steps brought her near the women and all four tossed looks her way, carrying disdain.

Inside her soul, jealousy coiled. All four of these women had a chance with Austin and all had effectively blown the opportunity. She didn’t get them and looked a little bit down on them as fools. Correction, badly dressed and severely lacking in the class department, fools. Due to circumstances&

16 reviews for Cowboy Kisses

  1. Milly

    Book was okay. Enjoyed the scenes with the current and the exes. Glad to see love triumph over insecurities.

  2. Milly

    Book was okay. Enjoyed the scenes with the current and the exes. Glad to see love triumph over insecurities.

  3. SL

    4 stars
    This was a story of two strong people that think they are all wrong for each other, when in reality they are both what they need. Kim is a writer and a movie producer. Austin is a cowboy and a fire jumper.
    The story was a bit confusing at times and took a while to get into. Both Austin and Kim are stubborn. It had a nice ending. There were graphic sexual scenes and a bit of slap and tickle No real DD or anything. It had a happy ending. Enjoyable.

  4. SL

    4 stars
    This was a story of two strong people that think they are all wrong for each other, when in reality they are both what they need. Kim is a writer and a movie producer. Austin is a cowboy and a fire jumper.
    The story was a bit confusing at times and took a while to get into. Both Austin and Kim are stubborn. It had a nice ending. There were graphic sexual scenes and a bit of slap and tickle No real DD or anything. It had a happy ending. Enjoyable.

  5. Redrabbitt

    This story is a contemporary romance of two people, in two separate states, who never had met before but had become friends over the internet, phone calls and Skype. Austin Tyler is a man who has a terrible track record with three ex-wives and an ex-fiancé, great with horses and is a smokejumper. Kimberly Moore, a screenwriter, has hit it big with a number one rated program, but the stress of an ex-husband and work are getting to her and she needs to chill. Cybil, a meddling friend/cousin throws these two together and sometimes the sparks that are flying isn’t just physical attraction/chemistry, but attitude. Two people, a strong attraction, but two different worlds, how can they make it work? The plot kept me captivated with a great cast of characters, witty and snarky dialog and just enough emotions and heartwarming moments. Unlike what most readers expect in Blushing Books stories, there is no domestic discipline, just a few playful swats, but there is a steamy romance with explicit sex scenes.

  6. Redrabbitt

    This story is a contemporary romance of two people, in two separate states, who never had met before but had become friends over the internet, phone calls and Skype. Austin Tyler is a man who has a terrible track record with three ex-wives and an ex-fianc?, great with horses and is a smokejumper. Kimberly Moore, a screenwriter, has hit it big with a number one rated program, but the stress of an ex-husband and work are getting to her and she needs to chill. Cybil, a meddling friend/cousin throws these two together and sometimes the sparks that are flying isn??t just physical attraction/chemistry, but attitude. Two people, a strong attraction, but two different worlds, how can they make it work? The plot kept me captivated with a great cast of characters, witty and snarky dialog and just enough emotions and heartwarming moments. Unlike what most readers expect in Blushing Books stories, there is no domestic discipline, just a few playful swats, but there is a steamy romance with explicit sex scenes.

  7. diducky

    *3.5 stars*

    When you get a second chance…
    Kimberly Moore was successful and happy with her chosen career. Okay, she needed to take a break before she throat-punched someone. Perhaps a sign she was a little over-worked and stressed. Just a bit. Helping out one of her best friends was going to allow her to relax and do a good deed.
    Unfortunately, that’s not how it worked out… Austin Tyler’s cousin Cybil was Kim’s best friend. Kim never really got over him and he obviously felt the same. Their engineered, accidental meeting would either give them the push to work through their differences or allow them to give up on each other for good. Too bad Cybil was now in line for that throat punch…

    I enjoyed this second chance story of love that never died between Kim and Austin. Their reunion is one I won’t forget in a while – I’m still laughing! If you’ve ever had an awkward encounter with an ex, you will laugh hysterically or be nodding your head in sympathy. Hilarious! A lighthearted approach to an age-old dance but enough conflict to keep things interesting. How do you reconcile when, on the surface at least, their goals appear so different?

    A number of sexy scenes that would have only been better if I felt the emotional intensity behind it all just a wee bit more. Overall a good first read from this author that has me looking forward to more by this author.

    Thank you to the publisher for a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

  8. diducky

    *3.5 stars*

    When you get a second chance??_
    Kimberly Moore was successful and happy with her chosen career. Okay, she needed to take a break before she throat-punched someone. Perhaps a sign she was a little over-worked and stressed. Just a bit. Helping out one of her best friends was going to allow her to relax and do a good deed.
    Unfortunately, that??s not how it worked out??_ Austin Tyler??s cousin Cybil was Kim??s best friend. Kim never really got over him and he obviously felt the same. Their engineered, accidental meeting would either give them the push to work through their differences or allow them to give up on each other for good. Too bad Cybil was now in line for that throat punch??_

    I enjoyed this second chance story of love that never died between Kim and Austin. Their reunion is one I won??t forget in a while ??? I??m still laughing! If you??ve ever had an awkward encounter with an ex, you will laugh hysterically or be nodding your head in sympathy. Hilarious! A lighthearted approach to an age-old dance but enough conflict to keep things interesting. How do you reconcile when, on the surface at least, their goals appear so different?

    A number of sexy scenes that would have only been better if I felt the emotional intensity behind it all just a wee bit more. Overall a good first read from this author that has me looking forward to more by this author.

    Thank you to the publisher for a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

  9. Penny Gwen

    Austin has been unlucky in love. His cousin talks him into taking part in a bachelor auction. While there, Austin is saved from his exes by Kimberly, the one he is trying to convince himself is all wrong for him. Kimberly doesn\’t understand how Austin can make her feel like no one else is on the planet but yet he doesn\’t want to be with her. I loved the actual story to this book but felt the spankings were few and far between.

  10. Penny Gwen

    Austin has been unlucky in love. His cousin talks him into taking part in a bachelor auction. While there, Austin is saved from his exes by Kimberly, the one he is trying to convince himself is all wrong for him. Kimberly doesn’t understand how Austin can make her feel like no one else is on the planet but yet he doesn’t want to be with her. I loved the actual story to this book but felt the spankings were few and far between.

  11. Wicked Reads

    This is an entertaining read, with a couple who have some reasonable hang-ups about romance – I found it funny that everyone seemed to have an entourage of ex-spouses and were planning on the next one. The links between the characters seemed somewhat complicated, sometimes just to further the plot – but overall I enjoyed the story. It was a simple set up which included some moments of angst, plenty of good chemistry, and two people who recognised what they had was special, just not whether they could risk their hearts again.
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    Reviewed by Ruthie!
    Reviewer received a free copy of this book to read & review for Wicked Reads.***

  12. Wicked Reads

    This is an entertaining read, with a couple who have some reasonable hang-ups about romance ??? I found it funny that everyone seemed to have an entourage of ex-spouses and were planning on the next one. The links between the characters seemed somewhat complicated, sometimes just to further the plot ??? but overall I enjoyed the story. It was a simple set up which included some moments of angst, plenty of good chemistry, and two people who recognised what they had was special, just not whether they could risk their hearts again.
    ***
    Reviewed by Ruthie!
    Reviewer received a free copy of this book to read & review for Wicked Reads.***

  13. Lily

    The chemistry between Kimberly and Austin? ?was great?! It just took a little doing for them to able to be near each other long enough to realize what they had. ?I thoroughly enjoyed the auction! ?Overall, the book ?took a little getting used to? mostly due to the style of writing?. I\’ll be honest,? I\’m not a huge fan of the inner monologue, ?but as it went on the story developed as did the characters and it definitely improved.

  14. Lily

    The chemistry between Kimberly and Austin??? ???was great???! It just took a little doing for them to able to be near each other long enough to realize what they had. ???I thoroughly enjoyed the auction! ???Overall, the book ???took a little getting used to??? mostly due to the style of writing???. I’ll be honest,??? I’m not a huge fan of the inner monologue, ???but as it went on the story developed as did the characters and it definitely improved.

  15. DKT

    Austin and Kimberly’s romance is unconventional. They have a long distance relationship through skype, the internet, and phone calls. They both are stubborn and live in different worlds but somehow find a way to make their relationship work. Although this story was okay I found it lacking the emotional connection that really pulls you into a story.

  16. DKT

    Austin and Kimberly??s romance is unconventional. They have a long distance relationship through skype, the internet, and phone calls. They both are stubborn and live in different worlds but somehow find a way to make their relationship work. Although this story was okay I found it lacking the emotional connection that really pulls you into a story.

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