What's
wrong with a little white lie?
There are a
lot of things Ali Marshal doesn't do: pink anything, a day without chocolate,
and Hawk, her sister's ex-husband. Sure, he's a sexy former NHL star who can
make her pulse pound with just a wink. But he belonged to Bridget first. And no
matter how long she's had a crush on him, how great he's always been to her
dad, or that her sister is engaged to someone else now and Ali needs a date to
their engagement party, she can't give in to temptation. Can she?
It's been
years since his disastrous marriage crashed and burned, and Bradley Hawk has
finally moved on. So when Bridget blows back into town with her new fiancé,
throwing the engagement party of the year, he could care less . . . until Ali
tells one little lie that lands him smack dab in a fake relationship. After one
promise to be Ali's date and two of the hottest kisses he's ever had, Hawk
can't deny how much he wants her. But what happens when this fauxmance starts
to feel very, very real?
Release Date: April 25, 2017
Destiny Bay #2
Forever
Contemporary Romance
Review copy provided by publisher
Liza's Review:
I absolutely adore a friends to lovers romance. Honestly it is
one of my absolute favorite romance troupes. Marina Adair hit all the right
buttons for me in Feels Like the First Time.
I love every single thing about Ali Marshall. She is a strong
woman who runs her own business and is always there to take care of friends and
family. She also knows her own mind and puts her own needs on the back burner
to help others out at times, so much so that even though she is insanely
attracted to Bradly Hawk, she remains only friends with him since he is her
sister's ex-husband.
I have to say the chemistry between Ali and Hawk was pretty
awesome from their very first encounter. Even their playful banter was so
flirtatious. I seriously bought into them as a couple long before Ali created
her fauxmance with Hawk. They had amazing passion and I especially loved that
Hawk accepted Ali just as she was and didn't expect her to change at all.
I did worry how much pressure Ali put on herself to always be
there for everyone else while putting many of her needs last. I think her
family especially had come to expect her to take up the slack, and it was
refreshing to finally see her sister Bridget offer to help, even if she
stumbled a bit along the way.
I really enjoyed Feels Like the First Time, which is the 2nd
book in the Destiny Bay series. As I missed reading the first book in the
series, I can say with certainty that Feels Like the First Time reads very well
as a stand alone story. I will also say I have already bought the first book to
go back and read, as I hate reading books in a series out of order. I found
Feels Like the First Time to be a sexy and emotional romance and a really super
fast read, as I couldn't put the book down.
Rating: 4 Stars (B)
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THE DESTINY BAY SERIES
LAST KISS OF SUMMER, #1
FEELS LIKE THE FIRST TIME, #2
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Marina Adair is a #1 National
bestselling author of romance novels and holds a Master of Fine arts in
creative writing. Along with the Destiny Bay series, she is also the author of
the Sugar, Georgia series, the St. Helena Vineyard series, and her new Heroes
of St. Helena series. She currently lives with her husband, daughter, and two
neurotic cats in Northern California.
As a writer, Marina is
devoted to giving her readers contemporary romance where the towns are small,
the personalities large, and the romance explosive.
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EXCERPT
Ali
nodded because she needed him more than she needed her next breath.
The intensity of her
feelings terrified her. They always had. Even at seventeen she knew what she
felt went beyond the run-of-the-mill teenage crush. She’d been in love. Sure,
it was a young, simple love, but it was love all the same.
Only
he’d loved someone else.
So
when he married her sister, she did her best to let him go. But no matter how
painful it had been for her, and at times the ache was so acute it had been
paralyzing, she was never able to set him completely free. Choosing the pain
over the loss.
Now
he was back, looking at her how she always looked at him, as if he’d never let
go, and Ali gave in to the fantasy. Played out the what-ifs she carried with
her for over a decade. He’d been hers for so long, she let herself believe that
she was his, too.
He
was asking for right here, right now—this she knew. Tomorrow, reality would
creep in, and everything would go back to the way it was. But tonight, sitting
on this beach, overlooking a world bigger than the two of them, Ali wanted to
feel what it was like to be loved by the man who owned her heart.
“I
want,” she said.
“What
do you want, Aliana?” he whispered, the sound of her name on his lips doing
crazy things to her. Crazy girly things that made her feel delicate and
desirable.
“I
want you.” She trailed her hands down his pecs to that flat stomach and lower,
loving how his muscles rippled and curled under her touch. “I want you to
pamper me so hard I won’t remember how to walk come morning.”
Hawk’s
eyes darkened, and his mouth was on hers. Hard and demanding, and just how
she’d imagined. There was no warm-up, no testing the waters. He was kissing her
as if he knew what he wanted.
And
he wanted Aliana.
Their
mouths were fused together, her hands gripping his shoulders for purchase, but
his fingers were gentle, languidly exploring her face, her neck, the curve of
her shoulder, slowly moving down her arm and bringing the wide neckline of her
shirt with him.
He
never stopped kissing her, but she felt his lashes flutter open, realized that
she’d never closed her own. Then his deep brown eyes locked on hers, watching
her as they kissed, and it was erotic and unexpected. As she watched him back,
she felt his lips curl into a smile. Could feel the dimples on both cheeks come
alive under her touch.
“You
like to watch,” Hawk growled, and she felt her cheeks flush.
Ali
never considered herself a watcher. But Hawk was such a beautiful and
commanding man, she’d never been able to look away. Not even now, when her body
was begging for release. He was that good—a simple kiss and she was so turned
on, she could feel her body shaking.
That
smile turned cocky.
“It’s
not like I stand there peering through your bedroom window at night,” she said,
leaving out that night he was at the bar. His bedroom window during the
morning, when he was walking around after a shower. She was more than guilty.
“I’ve
peered through yours.”
And
to prove he wasn’t the least bit ashamed, he lowered his head and placed an openmouthed
kiss on her shoulder, those eyes of his never leaving hers. Not even when he
moved lower toward her collarbone, his mouth working her with a softness that
took her by surprise and a reverence that made her feel as if she was precious.
Ali
wasn’t sure what to do. Hard, challenging, complicated—that was what she was
used to. But this was light, simple—too easy to be real. It confused her as much
as it terrified her.
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