Saturday, July 23, 2016
Don't Tempt Me by Lori Foster
As the first book by Lori Foster that I have ever read, the synopsis of this one had me really intrigued. What I really enjoyed about this book is that you get to see two couples relationships develop through out. However I was draw to Lexie and Sullivan’s more than Jason and Honor’s. I felt their banter was more interesting and fun.
The backstory that Honor carries is utterly tragic and I cannot blame her at times for being a person that does not trust easily. There were moments though that her adamant refusal for help and such really grated my nerves and I had a really hard time connecting with her. I wanted to smack her through the pages to tell her to open her eyes.. Not everyone is like your family. Jason is a stunning man. Patient. Kind. Caring and above all romantic. I adored him wanting to keep at Honor to get her to open up. The last third of the book is where I really got to enjoy Honor as she was still guarded but was open a bit more to the people that just wanted to be there for her.
Lexie is a firecracker and a half and watching her go after Sullivan was priceless. There were times I wanted to whack Sullivan too for thinking some things about Lexie but in the long run these two were amazing together and I really enjoy their commitment to one another.
All the side characters in this story give it a great depth of what being a family is and being open to trusting someone regardless of one’s past. I am looking forward to reading about the rest of this gang.
Proud of herself for coming up with such a great scheme, Lexie arrived a few minutes before Honor should be there. AS soon as she pulled up, she spotted Jason in the garage, hammering away on something that looked like a small house.
Honor deserved a nice but hunky guy, someone to pay attention to her, lighten her load a little and make her feel as special as Lexie knew her to be. Jason, with his simmering gaze and hot bod, seemed like a great candidate. From what Lexie had seen so far, the chemistry was strong. Enough sparks had bounced between them to start a forest fire.
With the top up on her convertible, she circled to the back passenger door. When she opened it, the stems of the large bird-of-paradise plant flopped out. Getting the thing in there had taken two men from the garden center and some creative stuffing.
Pushing her sunglasses to the top of her head, Lexie put on her best helpless face, glanced around, then zeroed in on Jason—willing him to look up.
Startled, she followed the sound of that smooth, deep voice and found herself staring into incredible cobalt-blue eyes…
…in a stop-your-heart handsome face.
…with an oh-my-God physique.
Done with her up, down and sideways analysis of his fine self, she smiled. “Hi there.”
Dressed in loose athletic pants, running shoes and a snugfitting T-shirt, he asked, “Did you need some help?”
She needed all kinds of things…
He nodded to the plant.
Forgetting all about Jason and her plan, Lexie quickly agreed. “Yes. Please. Thank you.”
His polite expression never faltered—unlike her pulse.
Inhaling, Lexie looked him over again. Straight black hair, neatly trimmed but not overly styled. A firm mouth, strong jaw and those incendiary eyes. A lean, tall, finely honed body. “Where did you come from?”
“I live across the street.”
He could’ve said heaven and she would have believed him.
Wearing a quizzical frown, he glanced at Honor’s house. “I take it you’re my new neighbor?”
Oh, she wished. It’d be worth giving up her very nice downtown apartment overlooking the river. The views around Honor’s house were definitely better.
“My best friend is, actually.” Belatedly she held out a hand. “I’m Lexie Perkins.”
“Sullivan Dean.” He carefully took her hand, his touch gentle and somehow more familiar because of it. “It’s nice to meet you, Lexie.”
Liking the sound of her name on his lips, she tried to hold on to him, but other than a long look, he didn’t play along. Bummer.
From behind her, Jason said, “Hey, Lexie.”
She turned—and couldn’t help looking Jason over, too. Honor had struck gold with her location.
And to think she’d once considered the neighborhood old and stuffy.