Just wow for a Debut novel this was a perfect read, a light hearted, chilled summer read, a book that will take you away from reality for a few hours and leave you with a smile on your face.
The story flows beautifully and will keep you captivated from start to finish and oh boy will it pack a punch on the heat levels.
Cade and Nora really are the perfect match and the chemistry lights the pages on fire and will make your heart race. This book will leave you feeling blissfully content.
A 4 star perfect summer read.
Cade Wesley has everything he could ever want.
His own thriving bar.
A house on the beach.
Money in his bank account.
His pick of women whenever he wants.
But he’s been so busy lately that he hasn’t had a warm body in his bed in far too long. All that is about to change.
When Nora Jensen walks into Cade’s Tavern, it’s lust at first sight.
In town on business with the freedom to cut loose, why shouldn’t she take a chance on the handsome bartender and indulge in her first ever one-night stand?
Of course, things are never quite that easy…
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I’m finished with all my paperwork and other closing duties by the time two a.m. rolls around and the last guest leaves the restaurant. I rushed through everything, hoping Nora would show up like she said she would, but it’s closer to three a.m. now, and she still hasn’ t shown. So much for my high hopes tonight. I guess she changed her mind. Nikolas left about fifteen minutes ago, so I’m the last one here. No point in staying, I suppose.
I’m behind the bar top, my back to the door, putting away a few things before heading out when I hear the front doors open. I got sidetracked and never went to lock them after Nik left.
“We’re closed,” I yell out, putting the last liquor bottle in my hands on the bottom shelf and turning around. But it’s not some random stranger looking back at me.
My heart beats way past its usual pace, threatening to leap from my chest, and that’s when I realize just how much this girl affects me. I didn’t realize how disappointed I was that she didn’t show until she finally did.
“Hi.” It’s all she says, with a nervous smile, unable to look me in the eyes. She’s unsure if coming was the right idea or not, I can tell, but it is, and I’m determined to prove it to her.
“Hey,” I reply to her one-word greeting with my own, as I make my way back around to the front of the bar. She looks nervous as I walk in her direction, but I don’t head straight to her. I step in behind her and lock the door, flipping off the lights in the main dining room so only the emergency lights cast a glow over us. I turn around to face her even though she still has her back to me.
I walk up and stand behind her, my chest almost flush with her back, close enough she can feel my breath on the back of her neck. She’ s wearing another tank top, like when we first met, only this one’s pink and doing nothing to hide her arousal at my closeness. Her nipples are peaked and hard, straining against her bra and soft cotton fabric. Without moving the rest of my body, I lift my hands and run my fingers down each of her arms, starting at her shoulders and stopping somewhere near her wrists. In the dim bar lighting, I can see the goose bumps popping up on her flesh and I can hear her breathing speed up. She may be nervous, but she’s turned on.
So am I.
I walk around to her side and take her hand in mine, and start leading her out toward the patio door onto the enclosed waterfront deck. The security windows are already pulled down and locked, and the shades are already covering the windows, so it’s dark when we walk in. I stop at the control panel and turn on a few of the lights so I can see her. I want to be able to see her. To watch her fall apart underneath me. I direct her ahead of me, straight to the corner spot at the bar she sat in the night we met. The night I jokingly told her I wanted to do naughty things to her in this very spot.
Only, it wasn’ t a joke. I didn’t know it at the time, but it was a promise, and I intend to make good on it right now.
For as long as she can remember, Michelle Smith has been making up romantic stories in her head. But it wasn’t until this year that she finally became brave enough to publish them.
If she’s not reading or writing, you can be sure she’s watching her beloved Dallas Stars somewhere, or any of the numerous other sports she likes to watch. She currently lives in Big D (that’s Dallas, Texas for those who don’t know) with her wonderful husband and children.
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