COWBOY UP
Coming Home – Book 3
Release Day 12/19/17
By Harper Sloan
Blurb
New York Times and USA
Today bestselling author Harper Sloan returns with a passionate and
breathless romance about the sparks that ignite when a cautious cowboy and a
once-scorned woman open up to each other in the third installment of the Coming
Home series.
As the eldest Davis,
Clayton has always tried to lead by example. He takes his job as head of the
family businesses seriously, making sure the farm and auto shop are running smoothly—along
with keeping an eye on his brother and sister. For him, there’s a time and
place to let go of the control he holds with an iron grip. And with the way he
grew up, coupled with a disastrous end to his last relationship, he’s just fine
with his quiet, solitary life.
Most of the time.
What he hadn't counted on was the cute, quirky, shy bookstore owner, Caroline
Michaels. She's the proverbial woman next door—well, the next town over, that
is. Caroline hasn't lived an easy life, but after escaping a verbally abusive
ex, she's finally living it for herself. The last thing she ever expected was a
one-night stand with Clay Davis she can’t stop thinking about.
So when she falls on hard times and Clay comes out of nowhere to her rescue,
she realizes just how impossible it’ll be to stay away from him. Now all she
has to do is convince him to live a little…. Will Clay be able to give up the
reins and finally settle down? And, more importantly, will Caroline muster
enough courage to lasso him up?
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Review:
“The final Davis sibling, 5 stars”
Clayton Davis never thought he would settle down and become a family man. In a way he already raised his kids (siblings) and if he hadn’t found the woman to settle him down by now then he didn’t have much faith he ever would. Or so he thought until he met sweet Caroline. In Caroline he found that he wanted it all and it would be easy to do. But what happens if someone doesn’t want you to be happy and tries to take it all away?
Caroline…sweet sweet Caroline. She’s been to h*ll and back and most importantly lived. Ever since then she’s been putting one foot in front of the other and trying to find her place. Which is slightly tricky for the shy girl. One night she decides to live a little outside her normal and that’s when everything changes. She knew Clayton when she was younger and had a crush on him then. Not much has changed aside from the fact he’s looking at her now. Can she manage to get the guy she always wanted?
I loved how both Caroline and Clayton accepted immediately that they were meant to be and never questioned it. There was never that stupid moment of I should walk away. They knew that they were meant to make it out on the other side, and I loved it. Maybe because that’s because that’s how I see love. You hold on for dear life and don’t even think about getting bucked off. We got to see the other Davis siblings and their spouses and watch the family grow which was awesome. I loved getting caught up on all of them and seeing everyone happy.
Take a chance on the Davis’ and watch everyone become a little bit strong with the love of their partner. As far as I am concerned Sloan knocked it out of the park again with Cowboy Up.
Plot- 5/5
Characters- 5/5
Heat- 5/5
Writing style- 5/5
Overall- 5/5
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY
bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters.
She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game
of Thrones. When she isn't writing you can almost always find her with a book
in hand.
EXCERPT
I push my hands from his shoulders and palm his jaw as his
stubble prickles against my fingers while my hands wander up to his hair. His
hat falls to the ground with a thud and I know he’s just as lost in me as I am
in him, because he doesn’t even make a move to pick it up. He lets out a deep
grunt when I mold myself against his body, seeking some sort of friction. The
next thing I know, my back is against the door and he’s gripping my bottom. His
mouth hits my jaw with a bite of his teeth, making a squeak of pleasure shoot
up my throat, and his deep rumble of laughter reaches my ears as he presses me
harder into the door with his hips. The heavy bulge of his erection against
that spot makes me so desperate for him that I whimper in relief when his mouth
finally closes over mine in a wet
tangle of tongues.
I’ve never been
kissed so thoroughly.
This is the kind of
kiss that sets the bar for any that might follow.
The kind that shows you everything you’ve been missing and
everything you never knew you wanted. I’m going to be comparing every kiss I
ever have to my dark cowboy’s, even though I know there’s a good chance no one
will ever compare. The sounds coming from my mouth, the ones being swallowed by
his, are nothing short of needy. My hips move in tandem with the thrusts of
his, and even though we’re both fully clothed, I know it won’t take much more
of this for me to go off like the town’s fireworks on the Fourth of July.
“Fuck, you taste just like apple pie,” he whispers against
my lips, breaking away with a gasp.
“Huh?”
“Goddamn, I love apple pie,” he says before his mouth is
back on mine, this time with a whole new kind of hunger deepening his kisses.
I’m held captive, enraptured. Then his hands move from my
bottom to glide up my torso. He lifts his hard chest off mine and suddenly
those delicious fingers are at my breasts. Even if I had big boobs his hands
would dwarf them, I’m sure, but as it is he covers both with a firm grasp
before adjusting his hold with a deft twist of the wrists. His mouth continues
to feast on mine while his huge hands learn my body with slow movements. I tear
my mouth from his with a breathy moan when he pushes my shirt up and slips his
fingers into the cups of my bra to tweak my nipples.
“Oh, God,” I moan when he does it again.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he rumbles.
“Please,” I beg, not with the slightest clue as to what I’m
begging for.
His hips dig even harder into mine as he leans back,
supporting me against the door with that connection alone as he pulls my shirt
off. The darkness makes me feel more confident than I normally would be, almost
half naked with a man—no, a stranger.
“Yours too,” I tell him as his fingers move to unclasp my
bra. “I want to feel your skin on mine,” I breathe, taking over the task so
he’ll hopefully give me what I want.
I fumble in my haste to feel more of this dangerous arousal
he’s creating in my body, but the second my bra is free and dangling toward the
floor, his naked chest collides against mine, pushing me into the door with a
force that sends the air rushing out of my lungs.
His mouth hits my collarbone at the same time his hands
grasp my bottom, sliding me up the door until I feel the wet heat of his breath
against my breast.
Then he stops.
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