Brooke Blaine
Licked
November 11, 2015
Blurb
As the owner of Licked, an eclectic ice creamery and bar, Ryleigh Phillips doesn't have time for that love stuff. Serving up Nibble My Nuts sundaes and Drunken Sailor boozy shakes are as close to an orgasmic affair as she's had in months thanks to her expanding empire—until the night of her ten-year high school reunion.
When Ryleigh's crush, gorgeous ex-football god Cameron Mathis, comes streaking into her life (literally—streaking), she begins to wonder if she really can have it all.
Wouldn't it just figure that the moment you think life is perfect is when it falls spectacularly apart?
Enter Hunter Morgan, the contractor in charge of Licked's renovations. Devastatingly handsome, and a smartass to boot, he's got his eyes on Ryleigh from the moment he finds her passed out on his couch (yeah, that's a long story). There's just one tiny complication—he happens to be Cameron's best friend.
When the lines between relationships and friendships blur, and it's impossible to choose between two delicious flavors, what's a girl to do? Taste a sample of each? Or go out and get LICKED?
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Excerpt
“And then?”
I tugged at the edge of my apron in an attempt to avoid the three pairs of eyes staring bug-eyed at me. “And then he walked me to my car.”
“And then you…?” Shayne asked.
“Went home,” I said.
“Wait a minute, can we talk about the fact that he made you sleep on his couch?” Paige’s eyebrows were raised up to practically her hairline. “I’m sorry, but in what f*cking universe is that acceptable? Why didn’t you call Quinn to pick you up?”
“He didn’t make me, geez. He passed out and it was late, and I thought maybe…you know. Morning sex.”
Shayne cocked an eyebrow. “And did that happen?”
“Well, no. Hunter made me coffee, and then Cameron woke up and…that’s it.”
“Wait,” Quinn interrupted. “You slept in an apartment with two guys and both of them had you sleeping on the couch? Jesus, Ryleigh, it’s against man-code for that to happen. Did you wear a chastity belt last night or something?”
I groaned, my head falling into my hands. Of course the girls would give me a hard time. I’d been talking up tackling Cameron at the reunion for weeks, so my body wasn’t the only one feeling let down.
Still, I was seriously regretting inviting them over for a powwow at my shop during our off hours.
“I think I need another shot of vodka in my Feisty Ho-bag now.” Paige pushed her glass stemware toward me, and I grabbed a liquor bottle from behind the bar and tipped some into her glass.
Boozy shakes. They were the bread and butter of Licked during the brunch and evening hours, and the main reason for the expansion next door. I glanced at the black tarp hanging over the doorway that led to the space I’d bought a few months ago and sighed. Construction was running behind, and it was too late to hire another company if I wanted to keep the launch date set.
And I had to keep the date set.
“So are you seeing him again?” Shayne asked, dunking her cherry through the layers of baklava bits and whipped cream on top of her Nibble My Nuts shake. “I will totally get involved if I need to.”
No doubt she’d be successful. She basically ran one of the top matchmaking companies in the city, not that you’d know it from her degrading pay scale. Her boss was a f*cking nightmare, but Shayne was convinced she had to pay her dues.
“I don’t need your expert skills this time, but thank you. He’s got my number, so…we’ll see.”
“You can’t just wait around for a guy to call,” she said.
“I’m not waiting. I’ve got all that”—I gestured to the ugly tarp that hid the mess behind it—“to deal with, so I’m actually quite busy at the moment.”
The three of them gave each other “the look.” You know, the one that said, We’ve got to help our poor little friend get laid so she doesn’t end up gorging on the ice cream and boozy shakes she makes and be relegated to spinsterhood.
“Guys,” I said, placing my hands on the counter as I stood in front of them. “I’m not on my way to spinsterhood. I just have priorities.”
“I’m sure you could squeeze Cameron Mathis in,” Quinn said with a wink. “Get it? Squeeze him in…”
“More like blow off the dust, grab a key, unlock that sh*t, and pray there are no bats,” Paige agreed.
Oh for f*ck’s sake. “All right, no more booze for either of you.”
My Review
Pure awesomeness! Yup, that about sums this one up. Licked is funny, full of sexual innuendos and laugh out loud moments, stars some truly wonderful characters, and has a storyline that will keep you stuck to the pages (and ready to bite the head off of anyone who tries to interrupt).
Hunter scanned the plans and then shrugged. "That's it."
I gaped at him. "That's it? I came all this way for a few measly inches?"
When he burst into laughter, I flushed, realizing how he took it. I didn't mean those inches.Yes, exchanges like this are rampant, and the innuendos that keep coming up courtesy of the names of the tasty creations at Ryleigh's shop will keep a grin on your face from page one all the way to the end. Or at least until the airport scene. Oh wow, the airport scene. Yeah, I just teased you.
First-Ryleigh. She is fantastic. I love her style, and that she does her own thing, embracing and celebrating the things she loves no matter what other people think. She's independent and strong, a perfect female lead.
Next-Cameron. He's like the perfect man. Yes, really. Sweet, kind and thoughtful, absolutely gorgeous, successful...I could go on and on.
Then-Hunter. If Cameron is the perfect man, Hunter just blows the word "perfect" out of the dictionary. He's everything that Cameron is, plus he just intuitively knows Ryleigh inside and out.
The interactions between the characters are scintillating, and the intimate scenes will positively melt your e-reader. I haven't had such a good time reading a book in a long time, and I can say with absolute certainty that this book is one I will re-read multiple times in the future. I can't wait for the rest of this series, because if it's as good as Licked this is going to be a hell of a ride!
Rocketing onto my top recommendations list, Licked gets 5 tasty stars from me! This one's definitely for the 18+ crowd due to adult language and explicit sexual content (bring your cold drinks and fans, you're going to need them!). Oh, and someone let me know when Ryleigh decides to expand...I need a Licked shop here in my city for sure...
"I think I need to change."
"No, you look great."
"I meant my panties."
Hunter laughed out loud. "I'll take that compliment, thank you."
"No," I said, taking his proffered arm, unable to stop looking at him. "Thank you."Like I said, pure awesomeness.
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About the Author
You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her quiet time. Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas. Flash Point is Brooke's debut solo novel, and she is the co-author of the erotic serial, A Desperate Man, with Ella Frank. The latter has scarred her conservative southern family for life, bless their hearts. Licked, a romantic comedy, will be released on November 11th, 2015. If you'd like to get in touch with her, she's easy to find - just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that's dominated her cell phone for ten years.
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