REVIEW: Last First Kiss by Lia Riley

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Last First Kiss
Brightwater Series Book #1

By: Lia Riley

Releasing June 23rd, 2015

Avon Romance

 

Blurb

New to Avon author Lia Riley makes a splash with her first sexy, hilarious book in the sizzling Brightwater series!

ย Teaser 1

A kiss is just the beginningโ€ฆ

 

Pinterest Perfect. Or so Annie Carsonโ€™s life appears on her popular blog. Reality is… messier. Especially when it lands her back in one-cow town, Brightwater, California, and back in the path of the gorgeous six-foot-four reason she left. Sawyer Kane may fill out those wranglers, but she wonโ€™t be distracted from her task. Annie just needs the summer to spruce up and sell her familyโ€™s farm so she and her young son can start a new life in the big city. Simple, easy, perfect.

Teaser 2

 

Sawyer has always regretted letting the first girl he loved slip away. He wonโ€™t make the same mistake twice, but can he convince beautiful, wary Annie to trust her heart again when sheโ€™s been given every reason not to? And as a single kiss turns to so much more, can Annie give up her idea of perfect for a forever thatโ€™s blissfully real.

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REVIEW

Oh I loved it! Such a light, witty, funny, romantic, swoon-worthy read. I haven’t read a novel quite relatively close with this one, so it is a new adventure in my bibliophile life! ๐Ÿ˜€

I must say that the character development is really great and could be seen clearly in the novel. Lia Riley’s writing is remarkable; flawless, hooking, and really romantic! This is what a romantic novel like.

What I love most about it is the blogging life of Annie. It feels good reading about the life of a blogger. It brings out my “blogger feels”. ๐Ÿ™‚

I recommend this to everyone who needs to take a break from heavy reads; to those who want to fall in love over a fictional character; to those who are into romantic novels; and to those who just love hot, sweet, romantic, perfect fictional boyfriend!

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RATING:ย โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…โ˜…

EXCERPT:

He tilted back his Stetson, running his intense gaze over her face. โ€œYou havenโ€™t changed much.โ€

The simple statement threatened to fell her. He had no idea everything was different. The dreamy, hopeful girl sheโ€™d been, the one heโ€™d known all those years ago, had her atoms obliterated and her soft underbelly refashioned, armored with titanium plates. She didnโ€™t run barefoot through meadows or jump blindly into rivers.

Not anymore.

โ€œThanks for the repair job,โ€ she said, stepping back, blinking rapidly. Heโ€™d fixed the coop, but no one could fix the cracks in her confidence and imploded self-esteem. She needed to do thatโ€”if only she knew how. Was there a Self-esteem for Dummies?

Then he moved. Close. Closer. Way too close. The old magnetic pull between them hadnโ€™t lost any potency. The air charged. So much so that when he reached out, cradling her cheek, she expected a zap. โ€œI missed you, Annie Girl.โ€

Her heart beat sideways at his use of the old nickname.

โ€œI . . . โ€ missed you too. God. So much. โ€œI have to go.โ€ She took another step backward and then another. โ€œAnd anyway, Iโ€™m not staying, at least not for long. My familyโ€™s decided itโ€™s time to sell the farm.โ€

โ€œSell?โ€ His body went rigid. โ€œBut this place has been in your family forever. All your history is here. How can you let it go to a stranger?โ€

Who was he to come around at an ungodly hour, in those tight faded jeans that showcased his . . . everything, touching her cheek, giving her unsolicited guidance? Her chest heated. Is that why he was hereโ€”being the good cop to Grandma Kaneโ€™s bad cop? โ€œI appreciate your help with the coop, but letโ€™s not pretend youโ€™re giving impartial neighborly advice. Your family wants the property back. Trust me, I get the situation. I was raised with it, but we can get more for Five Diamonds than your grandmother could ever offer.โ€

He dropped his chin, leveling a penetrating stare. โ€œThatโ€™s not what I meant, itโ€™s not about the feud. You know I donโ€™t care about any of that.โ€

She used to believe that, had once fooled herself into believing they were kindred spirits. โ€œI donโ€™t know anything about you anymore, Sawyer. Maybe I never did.โ€

She pivoted and strode toward the house, clenching the scotch bottle. Why did he come, force her to feel things better forgotten? She was almost at the stairs when a large, powerful hand closed on her upper arm, not a grip, but a gentle touch that halted her mid-step. Her heart pounded, her belly breaking into wild flutters.

Slowly, so slowly, she turned.

He held her gaze squarely, as if daring her to look away. โ€œYou know who I am,โ€ he said.

She couldnโ€™t reply, even if she knew what to say. She couldnโ€™t blink or swallow or think. The only sound beside the wind came from their shallow breaths. She and Sawyer might be water under the bridge, but it looked like that water was churning, roiling whitewater.

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Author Info

Lia Riley

Lia Riley writes offbeat New Adult and Contemporary Adult romance. After studying at the University of Montana-Missoula, she scoured the world armed only with a backpack, overconfidence and a terrible sense of direction. She counts shooting vodka with a Ukranian mechanic in Antarctica, sipping yerba mate with gauchos in Chile and swilling XXXX with stationhands in Outback Australia among her accomplishments.

A British literature fanatic at heart, Lia considers Mr. Darcy and Edward Rochester as her fictional boyfriends. Her very patient husband doesn’t mind. Much. When not torturing heroes (because c’mon, who doesn’t love a good tortured hero?), Lia herds unruly chickens, camps, beach combs, daydreams about future books, wades through a mile-high TBR pile and schemes yet another trip. Right now, Icelandic hot springs and Scottish castles sound mighty fine.

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