She's taking a walk on HIS wild side!
CRAZY FOR YOU
A Risking It All Novel
Rachel Lacey
Releasing March 28, 2017
Forever
“Rachel Lacey is a sure-fire
star." --- Lori Wilde, New York Times bestselling author
SHE'S TAKING A WALK ON HIS WILD SIDE
Emma Rush
can't remember a time when she didn't have a thing for Ryan Blake. Haven's
resident bad boy is just so freakin' hot-with tattoos, a motorcycle, and enough
rough-around-the-edges sexiness to melt all her self-control. Now that Emma's
over being a "good girl," she needs a little help being naughty . . .
and she knows just where to start.
Before
Emma's brother enlisted in the military, he made Ryan promise that he would
protect her from everything--including himself. When her brother doesn't come
home, Ryan needs to turn his screwed-up life around to honor his pledge. But he
knows he's still not the right kind of guy for someone as sweet as Emma. Only
he can't stop wanting to be with her. Wanting her. Falling in love with a good
girl may be the craziest risk this bad boy can take . . .
Review:
Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
Crazy for you was mediocre. I have a feeling the review will be short because I don't have much to say about the book. I didn't have any problem reading it, but in the end it didn't manage to leave me with a good or even bad impression. It was kind of flat. I feel like the characters needed something more to spice them up. I found myself caring more about Jessica and Mark that for Ryan and Em. That has lead me to have some high expectations for their book. I wanted for either Ryan or Em to find a letter from Em's brother saying that be hoped one day to see Ryan and Em together. I think the whole " I promised your brother I wouldn't touch you" thing was silly and it lasted way to long for my liking. I wasn't a fan of Trent. Looking back, I don't feel like he had to offer something to the story, besides creating some minor drama. I have mixed feelings about the book and I am not sure if I would recommend it.
Whoa. Emma closed her eyes and let out a shriek as Ryan guided the motorcycle onto Main Street and picked up speed. The cold wind whipped her face, taking her breath away. Beneath her, the engine rumbled and roared like a wild thing. Holy sh*t. She was on the back of Ryan Blake’s bike, and it was amazing.
The wind bit through her thin, knit gloves, hitting her fingers with an icy blast. Actually, every part of her was freezing, but she didn’t care. She wrapped her arms more firmly around Ryan’s waist, anchoring herself to him so she didn’t tumble off the back of the bike, and somehow her hands slipped beneath his jacket. Ahh. That was better. Toasty warm, and also…her hands were on his T-shirt. Even through her gloves, she felt the hard contour of his abs, and nope, she wasn’t cold now.
And this was absolutely freaking amazing.
She hung on tight as he guided them over Haven’s twisting mountain roads, deserted at this hour. Overhead the moon shone like a beacon, illuminating the night in its soft, silvery glow. The roar of the engine and the slap of the wind against her face shocked her senses. It was thrilling, invigorating, so completely different from riding inside a car.
She’d never have done this if Mandy hadn’t dared her, and now she felt like her eyes were open for the first time in years. This was what she needed. Somewhere along the way, as she sat at the bar talking to Ryan, she’d realized she was having fun, really having fun. And she wanted more. She wanted it all, every last wild and crazy fantasy.
All too soon, her building came into view. Ryan cut the engine and guided them quietly into the driveway, coming to a stop behind her silver Toyota RAV4. He turned his head to look at her, so sexy in his helmet and riding glasses. “So how was it?”
“Even better than I thought it would be.” She gulped for air. His lips were way too close to hers, and she was still a little bit drunk on beer and a whole lot drunk on her first motorcycle ride. Mandy’s words echoed in her ears. Bonus points if you kiss him. Just stand up a bit, lean over his shoulder, and…
Emma leaned forward, her chest sliding up his back as she tipped her face to his. Holy hell, she had completely lost her mind, but she was going for it. Every nerve in her body went haywire.
Clunk. Her helmet smacked into his, drawing her up an inch short of his lips.
Rachel
Lacey is a
contemporary romance author and semi-reformed travel junkie. She's been climbed
by a monkey on a mountain in Japan, gone scuba diving on the Great Barrier
Reef, and camped out overnight in New York City for a chance to be an extra in
a movie. These days, the majority of her adventures take place on the pages of
the books she writes. She lives in warm and sunny North Carolina with her
husband, son, and a variety of rescue pets.
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