Recklessly Ever After by Heather Van Fleet Book Tour and Giveaway :)
Recklessly Ever After
Reckless
Hearts Book 3
by
Heather Van Fleet
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
"Sweet,
funny, romantic and oh so very sexy! Prepare to swoon
mightily."—SAWYER
BENNETT, New
York Times bestselling
author, for Reckless
Hearts
Gavin
St. James
After
the hell I've been through in the Marines—in life—there's nothing
I crave more than routine, stability, peace. Until McKenna Brewer
walks into my life.
She's
impulsive, fiery, tempting as hell, and everything I don't need. But
when she offers me a night of no-strings-attached passion, I can't
resist.
When
our night together has unexpected consequences, I can't help but
think this might be the perfect opportunity to show McKenna just how
much I want her.
The
only problem? She doesn't do forevers. But forever is exactly what I
need with her.
With a couple of nineties rom-coms
tucked inside my purse, under my arm, and a fresh carton of Ben &
Jerry’s in a bag hanging off my forearm, buried in the bottom of
my purse, I was determined to make up for lost time. I knocked twice, like always. Once to
make my presence known, and the next to make sure Max wasn’t in
there screwing one of his many flavors—though I didn’t see his
car either. Unlike every other time I’d stopped by, nobody
answered … at least at first. But then I heard it—a grunt, followed
by a, fuck me and then an, I’m coming, hold on. “Oh, God.” I took a step back,
looking over my shoulder toward the driveway, more than ready to run. No, no, no. I knew that voice. There was no time to escape, though,
because a second later he was there. And quite frankly, my legs
weren’t capable of moving, either. Because the moment that door
whipped open and I saw him standing there, I was screwed with a
capital S. “McKenna…” He said my name on an
exhale, while his hypnotic green eyes raked over me in one long,
agonizing swoop. His cheeks grew bright red—making him look bashful
and, adorable, not the tough- guy like his friends tried to be. When
he bowed his head, I took a second to look him over too, frowning
when I noted a clump of black sticky, gooey stuff clinging to the
ends of his lashes, and a smearing of something shiny and red on the
corners of his lips and clinging to his beard. “H-hi.” I cleared my throat,
attempting to remember why I was there in the first place. His The
intensity emitting from this man tended to make me forget pretty
much everything. “What are you doing here?” He
folded his arms over his massive chest. The same chest I’d touched…
The same chest I’d kissed … I blinked. Where’s Addie?” He frowned and that beard of his
shifted, conforming with the movements of his jaw. “Grocery store.
She asked me to watch Chloe for half an hour.”
“You? Watch Chloe?” I snorted. “Yeah. Me.” His eyebrows drew
together as he propped one hand against the door frame, a dare in his
words that said, challenge me, and you will lose. Except I highly doubted this man could
ever beat me in a match of wits. Regardless, he did have me
mesmerized, like as always. His hotness, his coyness, the
vulnerability I knew he embodied … Total. Human. Catnip. I swallowed, watching his forearm flex.
Gavin was humongous in every sense of the word. I may might have been
a little tipsy when we’d had sex, but the delicious soreness
between my legs the next morning proved that big was so very worth
it. My face grew hot at the memory, my
mouth opening and closing like a dunce’s. Who was I? Where was I?
And why the hell did I have an unexplainable urge to drop to my knees
before him? Because you like him. I held my chin up high, ignoring my
inner voice yet again. “Mind if I come in and make sure you didn’t
tie the tyke up?” Without waiting for a response, I ducked under
his outstretched arm, holding my breath as I did. Unfortunately, the
air in my lungs did little to block the heavenly, masculine smell he
emitted. Spice, pine, soap … The combination made my lady parts
tingle and my head spin in remembrance. I didn’t do men for more than a
night. Not anymore. Not since Penis-head Head Paul. So, what was my
issue? One and done, that’s the way it was supposed to be. Not
third time’s a charm, damn it. Ignoring his
are-you-kidding-me-expression, I headed into the living room, finding
the coffee table filled with all things princess. Crowns, feather
boas, fake earrings, and … “Is that makeup?” He cleared his throat. “Yeah, um,
give me a second, would ya?” I grinned at him, watching, yet again,
as he bowed his head—this time rubbing at the clingy black goo on
his eyes and, yes, the red lipstick on his beard. Oh. My. God. He’d let the kid put it on him? Be still, my beating heart. “Sure. Take your time.” My lips
twitched as I watched him rush down the hall. The bathroom door shut
a second later, followed by an explicit amount of cursing as the
water began to run. I giggled, knowing exactly what he was doing.
Washing it off.
Something tugged on the leg of my
pants, forcing me to look down. I couldn’t help but smile wider
when I found the little lady that who had enamored my bestie—and
maybe even myself—standing at my feet. Chloe was dressed in jammies, yet she
wore a fancy crown with and that the same red lipstick and black
mascara as that Gavin had on his face, painted mostly on her chin and
cheeks. “Hey, kiddo.” I crouched down in
front of her, touching her shoulder. “Are you having fun with Uncle
Gavin?” She nodded wildly, her eyes bright and
blue like her daddy’s. She pressed her tiny hands over her mouth a
second later and giggled, looking over my shoulder. I stood and
turned, finding Gavin shirtless, and using his T-shirt to dry his
face, the abs of that gloriously, flat stomach making my throat run
dry. My knees grew weak at the image, and I
plopped onto the edge of the chair, trying to curb the shaking in my
hands. Jesus, I needed to get it myself together.
“Beaner. Grab your pretty princess
stuff and put it back in the bag before Addie gets home, okay?
Remember our secret? No telling her about the make-up .” Chloe nodded quickly, hauling the stuff
up into her arms. With my bottom lip pulled between my
teeth, I watched him sit on the coffee table in front of her, holding
out the bag. As a team, they piled up all the stuff and stowed it in
the bag Gavin was holding. Seconds later, Chloe ran down the hall,
her feet pattering against the floor. I looked at his lap, briefly scanning
his long legs tucked under a pair of mesh basketball shorts. They
came just above the knee and were navy blue, the letters USMC were
written along the edge. And like as if it called was calling to me, I
saw the outline of his erection, growing harder with every blink of
my eyes. “You wanna sit on my lap?” “Um … ” Sweet Jesus, yes! Yes,
please! “You keep staring at my shorts.” “Oh, uhm, no. I was just … ” I
looked away and nibbled on my lip, the temptation far too … tempting.
If I sat on his lap, then I might not be able to get off so easily
this time. Not just in the sexual sense either—though Gavin was
very skilled at making a lady come—but in the emotional sense too.
Because, well, I wasn’t as strong as I wanted to be, and being in
his arms was something I’d vowed not to do again. Mainly because
I’d liked it so much.
The Right Kind of Reckless
Reckless
Hearts Book 2
Maxwell
Martinez
I'm
in love with a woman I can't have, and there's absolutely nothing I
can do to stop myself from falling.
The problem? Her
brother's my best friend.
I
shouldn't want her this much. Not when it goes against the bro code.
Not when I've never been able to commit to a woman for longer than a
night.
But
one look into her eyes and I'm a mess for her. She's my everything.
And I have to walk away with nothing.
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Reckless Hearts
Reckless
Hearts Book 1
COLLIN
MONTGOMERY
Between
boot camp and two TOD's in Iraq, my buddies Max, Gavin and me have
been through some serious hell. So the last thing I ever expected was
to find the biggest challenge of my life back home.
My
girlfriend died. I couldn't even attend her funeral, let alone tell
her goodbye or that I'm sorry I wasn't there like I should've been.
But
she left me a gift. The best and scariest one I could've ever asked
for. One I didn't think I could handle...until the day I saw her tiny
blues looking up at me in that airport. Chloe.
Now
here I am, raising my baby girl-with the help of my two best friends.
Things couldn't be better. Until she walked into my life.
All
I wanted was a nanny. Someone to take care of my girl when I
couldn't. What I didn't count on was Addison, the brown-eyed
temptress with a body of sin, and everything I didn't need, but
suddenly wanted.
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Heather Van Fleet is stay-at-home-mom turned book boyfriend connoisseur. She's a wife to her high school sweetheart, a mom to three little girls, and in her spare time you can find her with her head buried in her Kindle, guzzling down copious amounts of coffee.
Heather
graduated from Black Hawk College in 2003 with an associate degree
and has been working in the publishing industry for over five years.
She's represented by Stacey Donaghy of Donaghy Literary.
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