My Thoughts
Aubry and Quinn couldn't be more different, but they have the same need. Aubry needs someone to go with her to a convention as she doesn't go well in a large group of people. The girl is a bit of a recluse and harbors so much fear of things. Quinn has his own issues. Mostly a family who wants to constantly play matchmaker and control his life. He needs Aubry to be his date to a wedding to hold off potential fixups. The only thing is that they really can't stand each other. Aubry is so not a warm and fuzzy girl and is constantly pushing Quinn away with her words. Then they spend time together and they both let down the walls. I really loved them for each other and so enjoyed their story.
I give Fool Me Once 4 hearts!
I give Fool Me Once 4 hearts!
About the Book
Aubry Kaiser doesn’t like people—actually, that’s not right.
She loathes people. With her crippling anxiety, there’s no way she can demo her
favorite video game at a convention with five thousand other people. Maybe if
she brings someone to act as a shield…
But the only person available is the sexy cowboy she can’t
stand.
Quinn Baldwyn is in a mess of his own. He’s been dodging his
wealthy family’s matchmaking attempts—and life advice—for years, but with his
sister’s wedding on the horizon, he needs of a shield of his own.
He and Aubry can barely hold down a civil conversation, but
in bed…fireworks. And the closer they get to Quinn’s sister’s wedding, the more
he realizes that he might actually like Aubry.
Now it’s up to him to convince her she might actually like
him, too.
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Excerpt
She pinched the bridge of her nose. “If I say you’re right,
am I ever going to live it down?”
He didn’t answer, and she opened her eyes. Their reflection
was slightly distorted in the passenger window, but even she could see he had a
seriously tense look on his face. She belatedly realized that they were pressed
together, her back to his front, and that he was…
Oh my God. She couldn’t resist leaning back into him, just a
little. Yep, that’s not a micro penis. A shiver worked its way through her,
leaving goose bumps in its wake, and her nipples perked right up, showing
through the thin fabric of her T-shirt. There was no way he didn’t feel her reaction,
not with his arm creating a band across her ribs, his forearm against the
underside of her breasts.
Even as she noticed, he started to release her, his hand
sliding over her stomach, but he stopped when he hit her hip, his pinkie finger
dipping below the waistband of her shorts, just a little. It wasn’t anywhere
near anything vital, but that little intrusion made her moan all the same.
“Fuck.” The word was barely audible, but she felt it in the
way his body tensed behind her.
She shivered again, torn between telling him to back off and
getting the top button of her jeans all undone for him. If she didn’t make a
decision—and fast—he was going to back off again. It was written all over the
tension she could feel emanating from his body.
Aubry started to reach for his hand, still undecided on
whether she wanted to encourage or threaten him, but he moved, bending down to
brace one hand on the truck in front of them, the other still on her hip. The
move brought his mouth against her ear, and his harsh exhale made her shake.
She arched against him. She couldn’t help it. Her body took
over, a primal part of her knowing he could give her all the pleasure she could
handle, and was only too happy to extend an invitation by rubbing her ass
against his hard length.
His grip on her hip tightened, but he didn’t try to stop
her. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”
She knew. They had to stop for so many reasons, the least of
which was that they were on the side of a freaking highway and it was only a
matter of time before a car drove past.
But she didn’t want to stop.
About the Author
New York Times & USA TODAY Bestselling Author
Katee Robert learned to tell stories at her grandpa’s knee.
Her favorites then were the rather epic adventures of The Three Bears, but at
age twelve she discovered romance novels and never looked back.
Though she dabbled in writing, life got in the way—as it often
does—and she spent a few years traveling, living in both Philadelphia and
Germany. In between traveling and raising her two wee ones, she had the crazy
idea that she’d like to write a book and try to get published.
Her first novel was an epic fantasy that, God willing, will
never see the light of day. From there, she dabbled in YA and horror, before
finally finding speculative romance. Because, really, who wouldn’t want to
write entire books about the smoking-hot relationships between two people?
She now spends her time—when not lost in Far Reach
worlds—playing imaginary games with her wee ones, writing, ogling men, and
planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
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