ONE HUNDRED PROMISES
Author: Kelly Collins
Series: Aspen Cove #4
Release Date: August 6, 2018
About the book
Join Bestselling Author Kelly Collins on another trip to Aspen Cove where anything is possible when it comes to love...
Aspen Cove, Colorado isn’t on Lydia Nichols’s wish list when she finishes her residency at Denver General Hospital, but life delivered several surprising blows. Her long-time boyfriend, who was also her boss, moved on with a nurse and took Lydia’s job with him. No boyfriend. No job. No options. As a favor to her sister, she arrives in the small mountain town for a temporary job as the clinic doctor. Her first question when she gets there is ‘how fast can I leave?’ That is, until sinfully, sexy Wes Covington comes into the clinic seeking care. With him around Lydia may have found a reason to stay—for now.
Wes Covington left his demons in Denver. Working for his family’s architectural firm, he was tired of being almost—almost good enough—almost rich enough—almost loveable enough. He abandoned his penthouse, his high-paying position and his Porsche for simple, small-town life. All he wants is to restore his ancestral home and find a good woman who’ll love him for who he is and not what he’s worth. When Wes meets Dr. Lydia Nichols, he likens her to a hellion with a halo. She’s the perfect mix of sassy and sweet, cunning and compassion, but she’ll never be his unless he can convince her to stay.
Love blooms when the timing is right, but will Lydia surrender her chance at love or can Wes convince her that everything she’ll ever want or need is right in Aspen Cove?
Find out in One Hundred Promises...
This is the fourth book in the Aspen Cove series. While it's a standalone, the series is super fun so you should find the rest of the series to read! The whole series gives you a reason to fall in love with small towns with all the quirk that goes with it.
One Hundred Promises takes us through the adventure of Doctor Lydia Nichols as she deals with both a breakup and job loss. She joins her sister Sage, who we met in One Hundred Reasons, book one, in Aspen Cove as a temporary doctor. She's got to learn what makes her happy and how to be herself and what her new path in life will be.
One of Dr. Nichols's first patients is Wes Covington. He's an architect who had the fancy city life and all the glitz and glam that went with it, when he realized his happiness wasn't there, but in the small town of Aspen Cove. Lydia and Wes butt heads from the very beginning, but simultaneously hit it off. I loved Wes's unending opptomism and small town charm and easy nature. Lydia is like many of us, not quite sure of their place in life, busy taking care of those around them, but too busy or unsure of how to take charge of their own life and happiness. The town and it's citizens are a character in their own right, providing lots of laughs.
I loved Wes and Lydia's first interactions, both at the doctor office and bar. Big words do it for me. :) And Wes's dog agrees with Wes that Lydia is the person for them. So while this book make not totally set your sheets on fire, the romance and heart going into their relationship make it a touching read.
I think this was a solid, well written book by Kelli Collins. I wasn't super sucked into the book, but it kept me interested and built very well on the one other book in the series I have had the pleasure of reading and reviewing. I loved all the small town bits-coming from a town of five thousand there are lots of reasons to love and hate them. I definitely liked the characters in this book better than the first one.
It is a great story about finding the person who makes you better, and gives you hope that each day will be better when you're at your best and have love. This is a great read about fighting to find your love and yourself and I hope you all enjoy it too! I need to take the time to find books two and three to read them-I really want to know about the bakery owner!
“Men were like Bluetooth. They connected to you when you were nearby, but searched for other devices when you were away.”
“The biggest battle to fight and hardest to win was a battle for love.”
Plot = 4/5
Characters = 4/5
Heat = 4/5
Writing Style = 4/5
Overall Rating = 4/5
About the author
International bestselling author of more than thirty novels, Kelly Collins writes with the intention of keeping the love alive. Always a romantic, she blends real-life events with her vivid imagination to create characters and stories that lovers of contemporary romance, new adult, and romantic suspense will return to again and again.
Kelly lives in Colorado at the base of the Rocky Mountains with her husband of twenty-eight years, their two dogs, and a bird that hates her. She has three amazing children, whom she loves to pieces.
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“Did I kiss you?”
She let out a frustrated breath. “Yes, Wes, did you kiss me?”
He appeared to enjoy her discomfort. “Well, as a matter of fact, I did.”
Ba boom, ba boom, ba boom her heart raced until it became boom boom boom boom.
She dropped her breakfast to the plate and buried her face in her hands. “I’m so embarrassed.”
“Nothing to be embarrassed about.”
The heat of her blush burned her cheeks. She licked her lips, hoping that action would spur a memory. As if she’d taste him. There was nothing. Mad at herself for her lack of control, she lashed out. “Couldn’t have been a good kiss if I don’t remember it.”
“Below par as far as kisses go. You want a memorable kiss, all you have to do is ask.” He reached for the bag of bandages and pulled out the gauze and tape. “Give me a hand?”
“You insult my kisses and now you want help?” Surely the kiss couldn’t have been that bad. How bad could her kiss be?
He moved his hand to the center of the table palm up. “I didn’t insult your kiss.”
She tugged his hand and wrapped the wound with gauze. She might have tugged it a little too tight. Certain she did when he hissed. As much as she wanted him to suffer for his comment, she couldn’t in her right mind torture him, so she loosened the bandage and taped it in place. “You don’t think calling our first kiss subpar is an insult?”
Wes’s laugh filled the air. Even Sarge lifted his head to see what was going on. “Lydia, you asked me to kiss you several times. I refused. Not because I don’t find you attractive. I think you’re stunning.”
“Why did you give in and kiss me?”
He moved his chair so he sat next to her. When he twisted his body, they were close enough for a repeat performance.
“Against my better judgment, I gave in because I couldn’t resist.” He lifted his shoulders and let them drop.
She watched his lips as he spoke—full, lush lips that surely gave memorable kisses. She hated that she couldn’t recall the moment. “Sorry I disappointed you.” Her shoulders tipped forward and her head hung low.
Wes thumbed her chin up, forcing her to look at him. “Lydia, you weren’t a disappointment. We barely brushed lips and honestly you were already passed out when that happened. I told you last night if you really wanted a kiss you needed to ask me for it when you were sober.”
His words worked their way from her head to her heart. “You didn’t want to take advantage of me.” The words came out in soft awe because so many people would have taken what she’d drunkenly offered.
“I’m not that guy.” He let go of her chin and cupped her cheek. “I hear you’re an amazing kisser, Lydia.”
She smiled. “Who told you?”
He leaned forward. “You did,” he whispered across her lips.
“I could do better.” She shifted her body so her knees moved between his thighs. Face to face, their lips were a separated by a breath. “I want to do better.”
“Overachiever?” The hand that had cupped her cheek now cradled her neck.
He was close enough for her to see the gemstone flecks in his eyes. When she inhaled, she breathed in the citrus and spice that mixed with his scent. Lust and need made her dizzy. Her head spun. Unsteady, she palmed his chest for balance. The hard muscle flexed under her hand. Her fingers trailed down his chest to explore every hill and valley of sinew.
She breathed deeply. “Call it what you want, but kiss me.”
Soft and sure, his lips pressed to hers. It wasn’t a frenzied kiss, but a measured moment until she parted her lips to grant him access. He dipped his tongue inside and slid it across her tongue for a languid taste.
Fingers threaded through her hair, he gripped her tight and pulled her closer to deepen the kiss. Sweet like honey, his mouth moved over hers. His soft, velvet tongue danced across hers. She knew he was a busy man, but he sat there and kissed her like he had all day. When he pulled away, he nipped at her bottom lip until he sucked it into his mouth. Rockets of desire shot like fireworks through her body.
With a pop, he released her lip and sat back. His eyes burned with passion. The kind of passion she had always wanted to see from a lover but never did.
“Now that’s a kiss I’ll remember.”