Feature: Baby Me by Lacey Silks (With Me)

**Baby Me by Lacey Silks**

Good Morning! I have another book to tell you about today … it is part of a series and wile the blurb sounds somewhat serious, the cover caught me and the excerpt is pretty hot. And this is the tame one I shared with you. *wink*  So let’s get started and find out more about BABY ME from the WITH ME series. Please allow me to feature on the blog, Lacey Silks and her latest book …

**Lacey Silks**

**BIO**

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Lacey is an Author of Erotic Romance. Her stories come from her life, dreams and fantasies. She's a happily married wife with two kids. Lacey likes to make her readers blush and experience the story as if they were the characters. Drawing on the reader's most sensitive emotions through realistic stories satisfies her more than... ...ok not really, but you get the point;) She likes a pinkish shade on a woman's cheeks, men with large feet and sexy lingerie-especially when it's torn off the body. Her favorite piece of clothing is a birthday suit.

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**BABY ME**

Series: With Me
Publication date: November 28th 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance

**BLURB**

Falling in love with Cameron Madden was the easy part.
Keeping that love… well, that’s been a challenge.

See, everything was taken away from me. My faith has been tested. I’ve grieved, I’ve cried, and I’ve screamed in anger. Cameron was the only one by my side, and now that I’ve healed, it’s time for me to give him all that love back.

But in spite of Cameron’s love, the past still haunts me.
It gives me nightmares.
It sends fear coursing through my veins.
When the time comes to face that fear, I’ll have to do it alone.
And if I don’t succeed, I’ll lose everything all over again.

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**EXCERPT**

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By the time we came up, the tub was full. Kate lit a few more candles and double-checked the lock on the bathroom window just as a stray twig snapped against the glass from outside. She jumped back with a fearful gasp.

“I’m going to chop that birch tree first thing in the morning,” I said.

“That scared the shit out of me.”

“I should have cut it down last year, but my father got sick, and plans changed.”

She walked over to the side of the tub. She tugged at the button on her jeans, and my gaze dropped to her fingers. I followed the downward path as she unfastened her zipper.

“You mean the ones after I blew up the Mafia’s warehouse and you were blamed?”

“What?” She brought my attention temporarily back to her eyes because now that she was shimmying her ass out of her jeans, wiggling that behind like a pro and slowly exposing her thighs, I couldn’t help but look down again. Her checkered shirt draped over her legs. My mouth watered and my dick hardened.

She waved her hand. “Never mind.” Her voice was sultry and full of lust.

“Sorry. I didn’t hear you.”

How did she expect me to give her a coherent answer when she was now in the middle of removing her bra from underneath the button-up shirt? One hand snaked inside her sleeve, caught the strap, and pulled it through; then she repeated the motion with the other strap until she could remove the bra through her collar.

That was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life. Two naturally standing breasts curved underneath the shirt, and I wondered whether I could get any harder. As she stood there with nothing on but that shirt, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was. One day, once she healed and was ready, it would be my honor to give her the child and family she’d always wanted.

“It’s just that you’re making it a little difficult to concentrate. The past follows us, Kate, and we can’t escape it; but I can assure you that the only part of my past I love, is you.”

She bit her lip and then licked it.

“Kate, what are you doing?”

“I thought my intentions were clear when I took my pants off, but I guess they weren’t clear enough,” she teased, and hooked her fingers into her panties. She removed them in slow motion, and when they were at her ankles, flicked them away with the tip of her toe. They flew onto the counter by the sink, but Kate lost her balance and I caught her just before she fell back into the tub full of suds.

“Got ya.” I held her in my arms. One of her free breasts pressed against my chest and the other one against my arm, and I was sure I didn’t have enough patience to control the situation much longer. “And what may your intentions be?”

“To take a bubble bath?”

“You don’t seem to be sure about that.”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

I lowered my mouth to hers at the request. She was soft and tasted like the best fucking thing that had ever touched my lips. I cupped her face between my hands and pressed harder against her, savoring all the tiny noises and pleas that came out of her mouth. She not only tasted delicious but also smelled like a fond memory. It did something crazy in my head, something I couldn’t understand. I swept my tongue against hers, back and forth, all the while feeling my dick grow in my pants. The confinement of my clothes was becoming more uncomfortable by the minute. I clasped my lips around her upper one, sucking on it.

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Daaaaaaaang! Seriously, if you like your reads spicy, then you have come to the right place. As I said, this was the tamer of the options to share with you. The other was craaaaaaazy spicy! I’m glad I picked this book though. I was a little worried after reading the blurb again because it does sound quite serious, but once I saw the cover, I remembered why I had chosen it to feature. As Ms. Silks is a new author for me, I’d love some input. Have you guys read any of her work, or part of this series before? What did you think? If not, what did you enjoy most about this post? Your feedback is always wanted.  I hope you all enjoyed your time here today. A thanks to Xpresso Book Tours for putting all of the info together. And a special thank you to Ms. Silks for allowing us to feature her book today!

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Blitz: Run Away With Me by Mila Gray (Come Back To Me)

**Run Away With Me by Mila Gray**

Oh My! Am I ever late with this post! I had completed it and just realized I forgot to publish it! Ack! I am so very sorry! Rather than go it to great detail about why I chose to feature this book, I’m just going to go straight to the feature! Enjoy! Please allow me to feature on the blog – Mila Gray and her book RUN AWAY WITH ME ….

**Mila Gray**

**BIO**

Mila Gray is the pen name for Sarah Alderson, author of Hunting Lila, Losing Lila, The Sound, Fated and Out of Control.

Originally from London she has lived in Bali for the last four years with her husband and daughter.

As well as writing young adult fiction under the name Sarah Alderson and adult fiction under the name Mila Gray, she also writes screenplays.

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**RUN AWAY WITH ME**

Series: Come Back to Me #3
Published by: Simon Pulse
Publication date: November 28th 2017
Genres: New Adult, Romance

**BLURB**

Emerson Lowe and popular ice-hockey player Jake McCallister have been best friends since third grade but just as their friendship starts to morph into something more, a terrible event occurs that heralds the end of innocence for both of them. Within a week, Jake’s living on the other side of the country and Emerson is left alone to pick up the pieces of her life in a small town determined to paint her as a liar.

Seven years on and Emerson is still living on the beautiful Pacific West island of Bainbridge, helping her family run their outdoor adventure company. The last thing she needs is Jake turning up, bringing with him old memories and opening up old wounds. But Jake—even better looking than Emerson remembered and on the cusp of a bright sporting future—seems determined to revive their friendship no matter how much Emerson tries to push him away and soon they’re in the midst of a passionate summer romance that neither of them wants to end.

But if they’re to have any kind of future, they’re first going to need to confront the past, a past that most people want to stay buried.

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**EXCERPT**

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I hear a voice behind me.

‘Need some help with that?’

I spin around.

It takes a couple of seconds for my brain to confirm that it’s actually him. That it’s actually Jake McCallister standing in front of me and not a hallucination. My heart does this fierce smash and rebound against my ribs as though it’s been violently woken from hibernation. I draw in a breath so big it feels like my lungs might explode, as if all that air is filling a vacuum and I’ll never be able to let it out again.

I hate this feeling. Hate the way the adrenaline floods my blood stream and tears sting my eyes. Hate the way my body reacts in a thousand contradictory ways at the sight of him, as though someone has plugged me into a wrong socket and fried all my synapses.

I have an impulse to throw myself at him but I’m not sure if it’s because I want to hug him or beat the living crap out of him. I drop the kayak, my hands fisting automatically at my sides.

I watch the smile on his lips fade when he notices the set of my jaw. His expression had started off wary but now I see him swallow and press his lips together, something he always does when he’s nervous.

I take note of that and at the same time notice a dozen other tiny, insignificant, monumental details about this new old Jake. I see the faded white scar on his chin—the one I gave him and the new scar cutting across his eyebrow. Then there’s his height – we were always the same height but now he’s tall. . . much taller than me. His dark brown hair is the same, though - unruly, untamed, falling in his eyes. He’s looking at me with the same mix of uncertainty that he looked at me the very last time I saw him.

I glance away, down at the sand. My whole body is shaking and I can’t seem to get it under control.

‘Em?’ I hear him say.

My head flies up before I can stop it. No one calls me that any more. His voice is deeper, mellower. The inflection though when he says my name is still just the same... and instantly something inside me starts coming undone. Jake always used to say my name like it belonged to him, and only him.

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I twist away from him but he takes my face in both his hands forcing me around to look at him. His expression is fierce, and when he speaks his voice is even fiercer. ‘Em,’ he whispers. ‘You’re the reason I came back. Yes, I’m going to leave the island again. But I swear to you, I’m never going to leave you again.’

How can he mean that? How can he even know that? That’s an impossible promise. One he can’t keep. His words are a magic spell I want to believe in – but I know better by now than to believe in fairy tales. Real life isn’t like that. The princess doesn’t get rescued from the tower. She has to stay there forever. Sometimes she gets eaten by the ogre. And why should she expect a prince to rescue her anyway – when she can’t even rescue herself?

‘Jake – ‘ I start to say, pulling away again. I can’t do this when he’s so close. I can’t think straight. I can’t find the words. I stand up, my legs filled with pins and needles, and head to the fire, needing to put space between us. I crouch down beside it, keeping my back to Jake because I can’t look at him any more. It’s too hard. I hear him though as he gets up and walks towards me, sense him come to a stop just behind me.

‘Em, I mean it,’ he says. ‘I haven’t stopped thinking about you for all these years. About us. About what might have been.’

I laugh through my nose. ‘We were thirteen, fourteen, nothing would have been Jake.’

‘You don’t know that,’ he says, his voice a whisper in my ear that sends a long shiver down my spine.

I stand up. He’s an inch from me and the pull is so great it takes everything I’ve got to not press myself up against him. I try not to but my attention falls straightaway to his lips. My stomach muscles tighten at the memory of them on mine. Goddamn it. Why did I give in and let him kiss me?  

And why must there always be this contradiction when it comes to Jake? This constant urge I have to run from him conflicting with an intense yearning to give in and draw close to him?

‘Em,’ he says, shaking his head, ‘if all that’s holding you back is the thought of me leaving then that’s not a good enough reason.’

I take a step back but there’s nowhere to go except into the fire, so I just cross my arms in front of my chest instead in an effort to keep him at bay. He stays where he is and I realize he’s challenging me. He knows exactly what his proximity is doing to me. The heat from the flames behind me is nothing compared to the heat building between the two of us. I can feel my defenses melting and he can feel it too. I know from the victorious, challenging look in his eye. He’d look like that as a kid when daring me to do something he knew he’d win at – like 100m sprints.

He always did know how to play me and the thought drives me insane. I don’t want to let him win. But it’s not a game, I remind myself. It’s not a dare. It’s my life and Jake winning doesn’t mean that I have to lose. We can both win.

‘I can’t get you out of my head,’ he continues.

I am this close to caving in but I dig in my heels.

Jake is waiting, watching me, but he finally seems to realize I’m not going to back down, that I’m resolute on this. He nods, almost to himself, his shoulders slumping and then he takes a step backwards. I take a deep breath in, feeling the distance between us as a physical ache. Another step and the ache becomes a stab to the gut – a ripping feeling in my chest as though someone has my heart in their hands and is tearing it into pieces.

 ‘I guess then,’ he says, smiling sadly at me as he reaches the door. ‘I’ll just have to settle for being friends.’ He runs his hand through his hair. ‘It’s more than I hoped for.’ A pause. ‘But it’s less than I want.’

His words knock something loose in me, jolt me into realizing that it’s less than I want too. The voice in my head screams that I can’t let him go; that I need to trust him not to hurt me again.

He’s over by the door to the tent, lifting the flap, when I grab his hand. I’m almost as surprised as him as I don’t remember having moved across the tent.

Jake turns, surprised, but in the next second I’m in his arms and we’re kissing, not tentatively this time but as if time is running out on us, as if those lost years need to be caught up on in the next five minutes.

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And I’m off to get a copy for myself … Sounds good to me. And I am curious as to what this life-changing event was that separated the main characters and seems to have turned them in to different people, with hints of their old selves briefly surfacing. What did you guy think? Has anyone read this series before, or this author? What can you tell me? Your feedback is always wanted.  I hope you all enjoyed your time here today. A thanks to Xpresso Book Tours for putting all of the info together. And a special thank you to Ms. Gray for allowing us to feature her book today!

As always, buy links are included in the post. If you are so inclined, purchase the book for yourself. There is no better way to support an author. I would like to thank each and every one of you for joining us today. Wishing you all a fabulous day. Until next time …

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ARC Review: Winter Signs by Sarah Gai (Season Named)

Title: Winter Signs

          (Season Named)

Author: Sarah Gai

Release Date: August 31, 2017 (ARC)

Publisher: Self

Category: Contemporary Romance

Type: Digital

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Blurb:

'She may not hear, but her world is far from silent'

Winter Harris had everything she ever thought she needed—a soulmate, a best friend, and the one person in this entire world who made life worth living. He was her everything—until he was ripped from her life.

Nolan Reed never thought he would lose his heart the first day at his new school, but he had no choice the moment he laid eyes on Winter Harris. The only problem was, she wasn’t his to love.

When a tragedy occurs, lives are changed in ways they can never come back from. Will the years gone by be enough to fix the shattered pieces of Winter’s heart? Can Nolan ever be enough to help heal it?

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Favorite Line(s):

Winter might not hear the world, but she saw things, small things each person did, and felt things most would never pay attention to. We dull our senses because we don't need to focus, taking for granted our ability to hear, missing out on so much. We don’t see people the way we should. We don’t notice the miniscule, unspoken things they are trying to say. Winter had shown him those hidden qualities and quirks a human could have without a single word needing to be uttered. She showed him what life truly held.  ~  Nolan

Excerpt:

Nolan got back to work and finished as much as he could. As the sun began to set, he packed up his tools and jumped into his truck, cranking the heater. He had not been able to concentrate that afternoon, not since he found out Winter was coming home. He wondered if she was back yet. Once she found out Nicole had lied, would she stay? Or would she hightail it straight out of town again? The thought of her leaving and going back to Seattle without seeing her had made Nolan sick. He had waited it out, given her the time and space to grow, to come to terms with the fact her life now ran without Connor.

There was barely a day all those years ago he didn't wake up in a sweat after what happened to his friend. He wished they had more time to get to know each other. Connor had been a great guy. Pulling him out of that water, Nolan instantly knew he was gone long before he refused to give up. It was enough to haunt a man. But as the years moved by, thoughts of Connor became less and less frequent. The nightmares of that haunting day slowly faded, but were never gone; more like a dream than the reality of what actually happened.

Nolan let Winter heal; at least he hoped she had healed even just enough to let him in to see if there was a possibility the two of them could be together. God, he had hoped she could see him as a possible suitor. From all the questions he had pounded Charlie with on a weekly basis, he knew she hadn't been seeing anyone, which helped settle his heart every time. His best friend truly knew Nolan had a crush on his sister. If he only knew the feelings Nolan had for her were so much more—practically bordering on insanity.

There were so many times he simply wanted to pack a bag and head to Seattle, confess his feelings, sweep her off her feet, and bring her home. He almost did a few times, but Charlie settled him. "You know she's not ready and any chance you two could have had will be destroyed man," he would remind him.

He was right; Nolan was only new in town all those years ago and even he hadn't been blind to the fact that Winter and Connor had something so much more that puppy love. It almost killed him to be around them, wanting her, yet knowing he would never, ever have a chance. He was willing to stay away, someday move on from his feelings for her knowing she was happy and loved.

He may have a chance now that Connor was gone, but if he could go back and save him, he would. No one deserved to die so young, especially someone as great as Connor. Nolan couldn't change history though and by some miracle he had been given the chance of a lifetime.

As he headed for his house, he went over how he should approach the situation—slow and easy or fast and hard. It didn't take him long to decide. He was all in; slow and easy just wouldn't work with Winter. It most certainly wouldn't work for him. He was not going to give her the chance to leave again. He was going in with all he had, no messing around. Winter was going to know once and for all she belonged with him and he was not letting her leave town without a fight.

Dialogue Highlight:

Nolan pushed the nail gun down into the roof of the house they were hoping to finish up and have completed before Christmas in a few weeks. It had been a busy year for their construction business with more projects than their small team could handle. With the start of the New Year also came hiring some new guys to add to their crew. Business had boomed and so had their town; new estates were popping up in droves, expanding and supporting local shops, restaurants, and trades.

Nolan finished what he was doing and looked down toward the street after he heard Charlie going off on some tangent to whomever he was talking to on the phone. Making his way down the ladder, Nolan walked toward his best friend who just hung up from his call, his head facedown on the hood of his truck. Nolan slapped him on the back before he sidled up and stood next to him, resting his elbows on the car. "What's got you fired up?" he asked.

Charlie groaned before standing up straight and running his hands through his buzz cut. "Nicole, my darling fiancé has gone and played stupid with people’s lives," he growled.

Nolan knew Nicole well. Sure, she could be fiery and pigheaded, but the past few years have done her well. The girl from high school with her dark-lined eyes, piercings, and colored hair was unrecognizable. She looked more like a housewife from the fifties these days. He had to admit he did miss the purple or pink streaks she used to don. Whatever Charlie was stressed out about couldn't be that bad.

"I know what you're thinking, Nolan. Charlie is being dramatic! Surely, Nicole could do no wrong!"

"Damn man, you're actually pretty spot on."

Charlie rolled his eyes. "Well, let me tell you something buddy," Charlie lectured, pointing his finger at Nolan’s chest, "that woman is like C4 and the explosion is never far behind. Her meddling and sneaky, deceptive ways will be the end of me!" He turned and walked away from his friend to open the truck door.

As Charlie stepped up into the cab, Nolan shook his head, smiling. What has gotten into his best friend? He seems so on edge. Nolan walked up to the driver’s window as Charlie turned the car over, revving the engine.

"You just have to tell me what the little vixen has done now."

"She told a huge whopper of a lie. When I got home from work last night, she proceeded to inform me she told Winter that I was in the hospital and to get home. Man, I was furious! When I went to text my sister, Nic swore if I intervened the wedding was off. And you know when Nic says something, she stays true to her word," Charlie finished, rubbing at his jaw in frustration.

Nolan tried to look casual and act like he actually heard everything Charlie said, but all he focused on was Winter’s name having been mentioned.

"So, what you're saying is, Winter is coming home?"

"Seriously man, that's all you heard?"

That’s all Nolan wanted to hear. Heck, she’s all he had thought about the past few years. The last time he saw her she was leaving town. In the years gone by, not once had she come back for a visit, a holiday, or a birthday. His heart raced as he thought about her returning to Port Townsend.

"Nolan! Are you even listening?" Charlie interrupted. "Winter is going to kill me! Nic, just told me her flight was delayed but she’s left Seattle and almost here.”

Nolan cleared his throat, a smile forming on his lips as he looked at his friend. “I’m with Nic on this one Charlie. If this is what it takes to get your sister back here, then I'm all for her scheming," his smile turned to a huge grin as he thought of the possibilities. This is his chance, one he has been waiting for, preparing for, for years.

"You know what, I'm outta here. I need to go and make sure mama's house is clean before my sister arrives and rips me a new one after she finds out I'm as fit as a fiddle."

Nolan pushed away from the driver’s door and waved, "Enjoy that!"

"You suck," Charlie flipped him off as he put the truck in gear and drove off down the road.

Review:

Winter Harris has dealt with a lot of loss – first hearing loss that morphed into total deafness following a childhood illness, then her father from cancer, her mother spirals out of control after her father passes away, and then her soulmate is tragically ripped away from her. Through it all, and even after balancing precariously on the edge of giving up, she finds the beauty in life and tries to move forward, but healing happens after she leaves home and every person and trigger she has for the memories that swamp her. Problem is, she hasn’t really been healing, she’s been running and avoiding. When her best friend conspires to drag her back home under false pretenses years after her departure, she knows it’s time to face her old life even though she doesn’t want to. Nolan being there doesn’t help. Her attraction to him in adolescence and even more so as adults just leaves her feeling guilty. How can she be happy when the love of her life is gone?

Nolan Reed has been waiting for a long damn time. He fell in love with Winter the first moment he laid eyes on her. Despite his attraction, he couldn’t make a move, knowing she loved Connor. After Connor’s tragic death, Nolan steps in and takes care of Winter the best he can and when she leaves, he knows she has to. When she finally returns, he knows he has to dive in head first and show her how much she means to him. But there is a lot Winter doesn’t know about that has happened since she left all those years ago and when the secrets are revealed, it might be too much to come back from. Nolan has one shot to prove his love to her and if he screws it up, he’ll most likely lose her forever.

I don’t know how much more of this emotional roller coaster I can take with Gai’s Season Named series. The first book was difficult, but this was even more so. I wanted to read this one before I even knew about the first because my son is hearing impaired and I was interested in how an author would bring a deaf character to life on the pages. Having zero frame of reference as far as other books to compare, I felt she did a phenomenal job of communicating sign in writing. And true to form, as with the previous book, she stuck a fork in my heart, chewed it up a bit, and then somehow weaved it all back together in a brilliantly told story of loss and triumph. This book was another case of difficulty in finding something to share with you all because the first half is adolescence prior to the tragedy and the second half is adulthood years later. I felt like sharing the past would cause confusion as the main characters shift, so I stuck to the second half of the book. Gai creates quick-paced stories in which much occurs within the space of a few pages, so it is difficult to identify the line between revealing too much and providing a bland, vague review. That said, I think the gist of the “tragedy” is simply stated in the blurb, but beyond that, I wouldn’t want to divulge too much. Winter is a lot stronger than she realizes and very nearly throws away a second-chance at love when guilt threatens to overtake her and make her second-guess everything she thought she understood. Nolan is a gem. He will make you swoon and in the same instance want to slap the arrogance off his handsome face. Everything he does for Winter in an effort to show her how much he cares will likely sweep you off of your feet. But even that “perfect guy” frequently has a few lessons of his own to learn.

Initially I was completely confused as to why this book is part of the Season Named series other than Winter’s name. But patience was rewarded and I was thrilled with a visit from a couple of characters from Autumn’s Dance later in the story. I am looking forward to the next book as well; as I am sure we will be seeing more of these characters in the future. As much as I love this author and her heart-wrenching books, I will have to pace myself because I end up with an emotional recovery period. Not to paint anything in a bad light in any way what-so-ever; just giving testimony to the deep connection I feel with these characters and how effected I become when reading their stories. If you are looking for a sweet romance with nary a bit of mystery or passionately-charged characters, then this is not the place for you. You are going to laugh, cry, squirm, sigh, and experience everything in between with these unforgettable, endearing characters. It is impossible to read this story and come away untouched, so grab your tissues and get ready for the ride. While you may experience gut-wrenching heartbreak, the love and friendship that shines through all of the tragic circumstances is sure to inspire you. In the end, it is all worth it. Ms. Gai’s familiar way of harmonizing darkness with light brings readers yet another beautifully crafted story brimming with emotional depth. This is one I likely won’t read again … Because I’ll never be able to forget it.

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