My Thoughts
Mia has come to visit her best friend who up until recently was a benefits sharing friend. Wanting her to be happy, Luke introduces her to Ethan at a party they attend. Mia and Ethan have an instant connection and have such chemistry, but Ethan feels that their relationship is going to be much more than physical so he wants to hold off on that while they get to know each other. Mia has never had that with anyone. They aren't together very long when they are separated due to his football schedule and her new recording contract with her band. They live for brief rendezvous and many video chats, but the distance between them becomes much more than miles. They are heartbroken to be away from each other and make horrible decisions which may tear them apart forever.
My heart just ached for Mia as she wasn't sharing her sadness and loneliness with anyone. She suffered in it alone and it just made things worse. I will say that I was horribly disappointed in Ethan when he revealed something to her. I really wanted to kick him in the shins and call him horrible names. I kept thinking that if he just heard what Allie was trying to tell him in her emails about what was happening with Mia that maybe they could have avoided a lot of pain. I can't wait to read the next book in the series to see what happens next.
I give Bring Me You 4 hearts!
My heart just ached for Mia as she wasn't sharing her sadness and loneliness with anyone. She suffered in it alone and it just made things worse. I will say that I was horribly disappointed in Ethan when he revealed something to her. I really wanted to kick him in the shins and call him horrible names. I kept thinking that if he just heard what Allie was trying to tell him in her emails about what was happening with Mia that maybe they could have avoided a lot of pain. I can't wait to read the next book in the series to see what happens next.
I give Bring Me You 4 hearts!
About the Book
Pro quarterback, Ethan Christopher thought he had found his
home when he met rock musician, Mia Devereux. She was the welcomed distraction
in his football-focused life.
Things may not have been perfect. Their individual careers
made being together difficult. Her touring. His away schedule. As her success
grew, they spent more extended periods apart.
But at the end of the day, he knew he wanted to spend the
rest of his life with her. Only her.
When Mia met Ethan, she felt a connection unlike any she’d
ever felt. She gave him more of herself than she thought was even possible.
But she knew it wasn’t enough. There was a lot she didn’t
share, couldn’t give him.
An event two decades in her past made sure of that.
Those demons that she’d so carefully tucked away wanted out.
As Mia struggled with the stress of touring and being apart from Ethan, her
defenses weakened, allowing the demons to fight their way to the surface,
leaving her in a vulnerable place. A place where bad choices were made.
Choices that both of them will regret.
Can Mia and Ethan's love survive her past? Or will if fall
apart under the weight of her choices?
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Excerpt
“Mia, you’re really quiet,” he observed, wanting to know
what was going on in her mind.
“Yeah, just trying to memorize your body.”
Then he saw the sadness creep back into her eyes. He wanted
it gone and her to be happy with him. “Come back to me, Mia,” he said softly.
She stared off, her half-closed hand to her mouth. “I’m
here, just a little underwater.”
“Lay with me, suga,” Ethan asked, needing to distract her
from her ugly thoughts. She did as he asked, pulling her laptop closer to her
until all he could see was her beautifully sad face.
“Ethan, I need you so badly. I hurt.”
“I don’t want you to hurt,” he said, his heart breaking at
her pain and not knowing what to do to stop it. He felt absolutely helpless.
“Yet I do,” she said, closing her eyes. “All I can think
about is having your arms around me and knowing it’s not going to happen for
such a long time is killing me.”
“Look at me, Mia!” he said sharply, not liking the tone of
her words. “I may not be physically there with you, but I am here. Right in
front of you, suga. Just open those eyes.”
He watched helplessly as the tears spilled from her eyes and
fell on her still flushed cheeks. Fuck this. He should not be watching his
fiancée cry and not be able to comfort her. This whole situation fucking
sucked.
“I am not going anywhere. Come on. Look at me.”
Finally, she raised her eyelids, revealing her dark, dewy
eyes.
“Hi,” Ethan said thankfully, relief filling him.
“Hi,” she said gently.
“I love you, suga,” he said. Her mouth twitched and she
looked like she might cry again.
“I love you, too,” she said, her voice breathy and quiet.
“No more tears tonight.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t want to associate you crying with that gorgeous
naked body of yours,” he said, winking at her and she gifted him with her
laughter.
“Are my tears turning you on?” she asked, wiping at her
eyes.
“No,” he frowned.
“Lemme see,” she demanded, wagging her finger at the screen.
“No!” he exclaimed, trying not to smile because he was very
much at attention.
“You’re turned on!” she roared, laughing hard.
“You’re naked. What do you expect?”
“I am naked,” she said matter-of-factly, a playful glint in
her eyes as she adjusted her laptop, letting him see everything except her long
legs.
“Very,” he agreed. Wonderfully naked, Ethan thought, his
eyes locked on her gorgeous bare breasts, longing to taste them. He wanted
desperately to crawl through his screen and touch her. He sighed longingly.
“What do you want, Ethan?” she asked, nervously toying with
her lower lip.
“To touch you,” he confessed.
“Where?” she asked, her hands moving to her breasts. “Here?”
“Yes,” he said gruffly as he watched her hands and fingers
caress her breasts, her nipples hardening with her touch. He wanted to be doing
that—and more. He sighed when he heard her whimper as her hand touched the
sensitive nipple. Skype Prude no more, he thought happily.
“Where to next?” she asked. God, she had no idea how
sensuous her voice sounded right now.
“Down over your stomach,” he replied, mesmerized as her hand
meandered over her chest and stomach, finally stopping at her hips.
“Lower?” Mia asked, her long fingers inching lower and lower
as she waited for him to answer.
“Yes,” he croaked. Her hand went between her legs and he
moaned as he watched her middle and index fingers glide along the wet skin,
slowly moving back and forth before she slid a finger inside of her pussy, her
eyes fluttering shut.
“Tell me, Ethan,” she whimpered.
About the Author
During the day, Ryleigh is an analyst, but even then, she’s
writing, sneakily crafting scenes on post-it notes. She's been told she's a bit
of a geek...some say nerd. She'll agree to it all. She loves music. It's been a
force in her life for as long as she can remember. Her love of Star Wars and
superheroes has probably been going on just as long...see, this is where the
geek/nerd thing comes into play. But, most of all, Ryleigh loves the written
word. She's been writing for a long time. Her first story came to her during
one of her history classes. She wrote it in the margins of her notebook in
teeny tiny letters so no one knew that she was writing a book instead of taking
notes on 16th Century Europe. She currently lives in Chicago, Illinois, with
her husband and son, along with her Siberian Husky, Mick Jagger, and her cat,
Winston Churchill.
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