Big, sexy men who don’t relate well to kids need not apply…
Kezia Murphy plays her widow card well. When you don’t trust people not to let you down, it’s easier to not get involved—and getting involved with a man who makes her skin sizzle just by looking at him would be una pazzia—crazy! Four years ago while Kezia’s daughter, Zoe, battled leukaemia, a tragic accident stole her husband’s life. Starting over in the little town of Oban where she’s adopted into the close knit community on Stewart Island, Kezia and her daughter are all the family the other needs. Except Zoe yearns for more.
New Zealand’s worst candidate for instant fatherhood…
Ben doesn’t do gooey emotional stuff. He doesn’t do cosy home and family. And he sure isn’t the big teddy-bear Kezia Murphy, the woman he secretly fantasises about, thinks he is. So when Jade, his surprise eight-year-old daughter arrives on his doorstep, he’s a D-minus student struggling to pass a crash-course in parenting.
They’ll either melt or raze their lives to the ground…
When the sparks of attraction between Kezia and Ben fan into an inferno, Ben doesn’t know how much longer the layers of resistance around his heart can resist melting into the gooey mess he fears. The more he fights it the harder it is to make the choice that will destroy the family he now longs to claim.
Kezia Murphy plays her widow card well. When you don’t trust people not to let you down, it’s easier to not get involved—and getting involved with a man who makes her skin sizzle just by looking at him would be una pazzia—crazy! Four years ago while Kezia’s daughter, Zoe, battled leukaemia, a tragic accident stole her husband’s life. Starting over in the little town of Oban where she’s adopted into the close knit community on Stewart Island, Kezia and her daughter are all the family the other needs. Except Zoe yearns for more.
New Zealand’s worst candidate for instant fatherhood…
Ben doesn’t do gooey emotional stuff. He doesn’t do cosy home and family. And he sure isn’t the big teddy-bear Kezia Murphy, the woman he secretly fantasises about, thinks he is. So when Jade, his surprise eight-year-old daughter arrives on his doorstep, he’s a D-minus student struggling to pass a crash-course in parenting.
They’ll either melt or raze their lives to the ground…
When the sparks of attraction between Kezia and Ben fan into an inferno, Ben doesn’t know how much longer the layers of resistance around his heart can resist melting into the gooey mess he fears. The more he fights it the harder it is to make the choice that will destroy the family he now longs to claim.
I
have to admit that I picked this book up expecting to get a light romance that
was a good read - a three star book, maybe four. So you can probably imagine my
surprise when I didn't enjoy the book ... I loved it! Ms. Alvarez has created a
cast of characters that are so real and fun to read about that I couldn't not
connect with them.
Ben
is the sexy alpha playboy who's hot for teacher but hasn't done anything about
it as his personal rules dictate that he not "date" a local as the
island is so small they'd always be running into one another, which could
become quite awkward. Unfortunately for him, his history of hooking up with the
tourists comes back to haunt him nine years later when he becomes an insta-dad.
Kezia is the widowed single mother who gets Ben's blood boiling and makes him
reconsider his personal dating rules. As they spend more time around one
another when their daughters become friends, he realizes the attraction is not
one-sided and begins his pursuit. As she had been disappointed and crushed by
those she's loved in the past, Kezia refuses to open herself up to a man again.
But these two have a chemistry so intense it can't be denied and it makes for
some oh-so-fun-to-read sex scenes and laugh-out-loud moments.
Although Melting in to You is the second book in the Due South series, it
can be read as a stand-alone without any confusion. That said, I plan to read In Too Deep as soon as I can work it
into my reading schedule as I thoroughly enjoyed Ms. Alvarez’s writing style
and the characters she creates. If you’re looking for a laugh out loud romance
with a bit of heat, grab Melting in to
You and prepare to immerse yourself in the tiny Stewart Island
community.
Tracey Alvarez lives in the Coolest Little Capital in the World (a.k.a Wellington, New Zealand) where she’s yet to be buried under her to-be-read book pile by Wellington’s infamous wind—her Kindle’s a lifesaver! Married to a wonderfully supportive IT guy, she has two teens who would love to be surgically linked to their electronic devices.
Fuelled by copious amounts of coffee, she’s the author of contemporary romantic fiction set predominantly in New Zealand. Small-towns, close communities, and families are a big part of the heart-warming stories she writes. Oh, and hot, down-to-earth heroes—Kiwi men, in other words.
When she’s not writing, thinking about writing, or procrastinating about writing, Tracey can be found reading sexy books of all romance genres, nibbling on smuggled chocolate bars, or bribing her kids to take over the housework.
Kezia swayed toward him, his gravity too
strong to resist. His fingers still stroked her knuckles, distracting her from
the close bulk of his body.
“How do you see me now?” she asked.
If his legs weren’t in her way, she
would’ve kicked herself for the breathy, flirty words falling from her mouth.
Her toes curled inside her slippers. She wasn’t a flirt—well, she hadn’t been a flirt for many, many
years. Had assumed she’d forgotten how in the midst of rebuilding her and Zoe’s
lives.
“As a woman. A beautiful woman.” His low
voice twined around her, as rich and luxurious as the most expensive silk.
“You shouldn’t. You have to stop.” She
tugged her hand from the sweet torture of his fingers and pushed against his
chest. His broad, muscled, warm-to-the-touch chest.
Big mistake.
Fine lines around his eyes crinkled.
“What I’ve seen can’t be unseen.”
Kezia’s gaze dropped to his lips,
outlined with the dark growth of five o’clock shadow. Soft and rough and
oh-so-bad for her. “Ben—”
He dipped his head, and like a flicked
switch, her eyelids slipped down and her lips parted. If her mind had forgotten
those exquisite moments before a kiss, her body hadn’t. Breathless anticipation
squeezed low in her belly at Ben’s salty, smoky scent. His soft breath
feathered her skin. One large, calloused hand covered her fingers, which
clutched fistfuls of his tee shirt.
“Easy.” He followed the word with the
pressure of his lips to hers, the impact of his touch like a zap of static
electricity.
Her eyes popped open, a shiver skating
down her spine. Ben stared, his eyes narrowed, lashes masking his expression.
Had he felt the spark of intense connection too? Or was it the overactive
imagination of a woman who hadn’t had sex in almost half a decade? Sexually frustrated widow over-reacts to a
simple kiss. Like a newspaper headline running through her mind.
Mortifying.
0 comments:
Post a Comment