HOLYMOLY 4 Emotional Stars
I love Taz although I have enjoyed and devoured each of these books and each has given me something different Taz has always been my Favourite. He just has all the qualities I want when I'm reading a delicious sexy Alpha hero and anyone who loves TAZ just like me definitely will need to pick this story up.
So what's it about?
Taz and Lindsey had been through enough right in Love plus One they been through the Mill and are now at the other end where they are now happy in love, they have two beautiful children and Taz is working for the FBI enjoying their family and Lindsey is also enjoying her new career alongside her mum (Sammie) as an interior designer for Children's nursery's/playrooms and they're becoming successful doing what they love all is complete or so they thought.
Slate has asked Taz a favour to be involved in an undercover project that he wants Taz to do because there are reasons behind the task at hand and that includes a woman they both want taken down except this job brings a whole lot of new issues that leave Lindsey gasping for air and rocks their world yet again in new ways. I had my tissues out a few times in the beginning let me tell you, except I do feel Andrea handled the subject matter well and I felt for all that were concerned, especially Lindsey it took some guts for her to plough forward and start all over again to sit there and find ways to fall in love with Taz all over again and likewise for him.
If there ever was a couple that deserved to be happy it would be Taz and Lindsey, they are the epitome of LOVE and are here to tell their tale in a fashion. I just love Taz for accepting his wrongs and being the Alpha man that he is except for his wife he is nothing but loving and gentle and just what she needs.
There are a few twists and turns, this is a G-man book so they do happen yikes there is quite a few obstacles that take place in that you can expect good ole Andrea suspense fashion. The only reason this wasn't a 5 star was purely because I have loved the HOT Alpha male theme these books have given me previously and I suppose I missed a few of those scenes in this one, I do understand why Andrea has left a lot of those out but for me I just missed it.
Lindsey ahh what do I say she's been through it hasn't she I for one love this heroine she strives to just be the right woman for her man and the same for her kids you will see a difference in this mature gal, I just love this couple and for bringing family and unity home with them. They get there and bravo to Andrea for taking a chance and giving them another HEA which was done in the right manner she will push your buttons believe me I did seethe at moments yet she made me smile at the end.
For any Taz and Lindsey fans this is a MUST read.
And if you haven't read this series yet, what are you waiting for??
That. Is. All
ARC gifted via TRSoR promotions with big kisses and smooches to Andrea. Thank You for writing this.. MUAH!
I wiped my hands clean, tossed the towel into the trash and grabbed my wife's hand, pulling her behind me up the wide staircase to the second floor. Once there, outside of those closed french doors that had been my iron curtain for the past several weeks, I pushed them open, pulled her into the room with me, and then kicked them shut with one swift move.
I pulled her close, raising her shirt up and she didn't resist; but instead, raised her arms up so that I could pull it up and over her head. I unfastened her front closure bra, releasing her beautiful tits that I hadn't touched in months.
I lifted her up, and carried her over to the bed--our bed, gently placing her on her back, so that I could straddle her and begin feasting on her breasts.
She moaned beneath me with pleasure. I multitasked, sucking on a breast while I unfastened her jeans, before raising myself back up so that she could shimmy out of them. I pulled my shirt up and over my head, and then quickly unfastened my jeans, shedding them along with my boxers in one swift movement.
I lowered myself back over her, my mouth finding hers. I slowed my pace. I sure as hell didn't want to come before my dick was even inside of her, but I swear to God, I knew I wouldn't last long. I kissed her softly, playfully, as my teeth gently nipped at her bottom lip.
Our tongues interlaced, and her arms wrapped around me tightly, pulling my face and upper body even closer to her. I was consumed by her scent, her softness, her sweetness--all of it. She was mine to claim and holy fuck if I wasn't going to! Nothing--I repeat--nothing was going to keep me from sinking my cock into her sweet pussy and showing her that she was mine--now and always.
And then we heard it.
At the same time.
From the room down the hall, Jackson was crying. And it wasn't just a fussy or whiney cry that would likely stop so that he could return promptly to sleep.
It was a loud-ass wailing, followed by a high-pitched shriek of "Mommeee!"
Over and over.
Lindsey squirmed underneath me, pushing against my chest.
"I'll get him, babe," I said, getting up.
"No," she said gently, giving me a quick kiss on the lips. "It's okay, Taz. He's calling for me. I'll get him."
She launched herself out of our bed, and quickly went to the closet, pulling on her white terry cloth robe, making a quick exit so that she could tend to our son.
The little cockblocker.
I made a mental note to ground his ass just as soon as he was old enough to understand the whole concept.
As soon as the nurse left, I had another visitor.
I hadn't seen her since the day she'd left in tears and my alleged younger sister had chewed my ass out for my boorish behavior.
"Hey," I said softly, giving her a smile. Hell, if I could choose only one thing from my past to resurface in my memory it would be anything or everything having to do with her. She was beautiful and it wasn't hard to see why I'd been drawn to her.
"Trace," she said, coming over to take a seat in the chair closest to my hospital bed.
"You look better than you did the last time I was here."
Yeah. Trace is my real name. Learned that a week or two ago.
"It's been awhile," I replied. "I'm sorry if I scared you off, Lindsey. I'm trying like hell to remember."
"It's nothing you can help," she replied quickly, giving me a weak smile. "All we can do is work with what we have, I suppose."
She'd brought some photo albums with her. "I thought maybe we could look at some pictures together, that is, if you feel like it."
"Sure," I said, "My doctor recommended doing just that."
"Okay, well let's start with this one then," she said, pulling the one from the bottom. "We'll take this in chronological order, how's that?"
And she opened the album and began showing me pictures that had been taken five years prior. She pointed out my mother and father, her best friend Darcy who I recognized from her earlier visit with her husband--and my half-brother, Easton. I saw Slate in many of the pictures, along with his wife who was also Lindsey's mother. Very pretty. I could picture Slate with her.
"How did we meet?" I asked, and noticed a blush cross over her face.
"Well, I knew you because of Mom and Slate--but we actually didn't get involved with one another until after they got married. I…uh, I kind of got toasted at their reception. You were nice enough to offer me a ride home, and well…I threw up all over your truck."
I laughed at this and, for some reason, I loved the fact that given the choice, Lindsey could have provided a much more appealing story of how we met and I wouldn't have known the difference. Yet she put the truth out there, no matter how disgusting it was. "God, I hope I wasn't an ass about it."
She laughed too and it was music to my ears. "Not at all. You were actually very sweet about it. You took me back to your place, put me in the shower, gave me some of your clean clothes to wear, insisted I brush my teeth and gargle, and then put me to bed."
I was born and raised in southern Ohio, and with the exception of a brief stint in Dallas, TX, have been an Ohioan most of my life. My dream has always been to write a novel, and back in the early eighties I tried to do just that, having been influenced by authors such as Kathleen Woodiwiss, Johanna Lindsey, Rosemary Rogers and Laurie McBain. I remember writing to all of them through their listed publishers, and the only response I received was from Johanna Lindsey (who lived in Hawaii at the time).
Ms. Lindsey advised me to continue with my dream; and to submit to various publishers again and again. Of course, at that time, publishing e-books yourself was not on the horizon; there were vanity publishing houses of course, but she advised me to avoid those.
So my dream was put on the back-burner for more than 25 years until June of 2012 when suddenly I no longer had a reason not to write a novel. My sons were grown; I found myself without a career (blessedly) and the creative juices flowed once again.
I finished my first novel, "Maybe Baby" in September of 2012; the next two books in the "Baby Series" titled "Baby Love" and "Be My Baby" were published in early 2013. I learned a lot in my first endeavor with self-publishing. I've made so many friends as a result that it is over-whelming.
In the spring of 2013, I had an idea for a different type of Alpha, and wrote Book #1 of the "G-Man" Series, titled "Diamond Girl." This book was well-received, and I followed it with Book #2, "Love Plus One." These are stand-alone books.
I am finally doing what I love and I sincerely appreciate the wonderful readers who provide feedback and take the time to comment. I hope that with each book, my writing has grown and improved as I strive to publish quality fiction.