⭐️ Blog Tour – IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME by Kylie Scott ⭐️

“Addictive like all Kylie Scott books, you’ll swoon, laugh, ache, put your life on hold, and compulsively read until the wee hours of the night—only to reread the whole thing the next morning. Perfection!” – Katy Evans, New York Times bestselling author

Returning home for her father’s wedding was never going to be easy for Adele. If being sent away at eighteen hadn’t been bad enough, the mess she left behind when she made a pass at her dad’s business partner sure was.

Fifteen years older than her, Pete had been her crush for as long as she could remember. But she’d misread the situation—confusing friendliness for undying love. Awkward. Add her father to the misunderstanding, and Pete was left with a broken nose and a business on the edge of ruin. The man had to be just as glad as everyone else when she left town.

Seven years later, things are different. Adele is no longer a kid, but a fully grown adult more than capable of getting through the wedding and being polite. But all it takes is seeing him again to bring back those old feelings.

Sometimes first loves are the truest.

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It was meant to be a soft kiss. A chaste one, even.

The minute my lips touched his, however, everything changed. Callused hands grabbed the sides of my face and my mouth opened on a gasp. His tongue swept inside, taking me over. Holy hell. Shoes and purse hit the floor, forgotten. Nothing about this kiss was slow or easy. The man devoured me. Every ounce of emotion poured into that kiss, all of the anger and frustration between us. His tongue was teasing and tasting, driving me wild. Then he drew back to suck and nip at my bottom lip. One hand slid around the back of my neck, the other over my hip to grab at my ass. His hold was firm, a little rough even. He treated my body like it belonged to him and I wasn’t gentle either.

Apparently experience mattered. Because all I could do was try and keep up.

I held on tight to his open shirt, straining against him, trying to get closer. I’d have crawled inside the man if I could. Turned out that under certain circumstances, the taste of scotch worked for me in a big way. Against my hip, his cock hardened, digging into me. And oh my God, I’d done that to him. Me. How amazing! Meanwhile, my body felt liquid, core aching and empty. I needed him inside of me and it seemed like I’d already been waiting forever.

“Pete. Please.”

“Fuck,” he muttered, breath hot against my ear.

I fumbled at the remaining buttons on his shirt. My damn fingers didn’t seem to be working. Easier to just push the whole thing upward. Luckily, the man decided to help, tearing the shirt off over his head. More skin was good. And he was so hot and smooth, a thrill to the touch. The solid flesh of his pecs and the flat plane of his stomach.

He tore at the zipper on the back of my dress, dragging fabric down over my shoulders. A growl came from the back of his throat, a noise of frustration, impatience. I’m reasonably certain I heard the silk rip. I didn’t care. His hands and mouth seemed to cover every bit of skin revealed, touching and tasting me everywhere. The dress got stuck on my hips. Out of the way enough for now.

He didn’t even bother undoing my bra, simply peeling down one of the lace cups to free my flesh. My breast filled his hot palm as it took the weight. Fingers plumped me, his thumb flicking over my hard nipple. The sting of pain followed by the heat of his kiss made my head spin and my body ache. There was no room for thought as he fed me deep, wet kisses. Slowly, he took us to the floor. No time for anything else. Just the urgent need to have him inside me.

The hardness of the polished wood was cool against my back. My legs were spread, his body between them. And with his broad chest above me, his weight taken on one arm, he was all I could see. I swear even the insides of my thighs were wet, I was so ready. It would have been embarrassing with anybody else. But this man, he had to know, he had to understand. It had always been him.

“Pete, I need—”

“I know,” he said, voice harsh and low.

kyliescottimageKylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013 & 2014, by the Australian Romance Writer’s Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet. You can learn more about Kylie from http://www.kylie-scott.com/

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review-blog

** ARC kindly provided for an honest review. **

It’s been a while since I’ve read a Kylie Scott’s book and I enjoyed this story about two best friends who torn apart because one of them was in love with the other.

Pete and Adele were best friends, hanging out together and sharing a bond, in spite of their age difference, they totally connected. Their relationship was the kind of explosive and as well a bit intrusive when it came to their lives. It seemed to work for a while until feelings grew stronger for Adele and as the girl she was back then she decided to show him her true feelings, not in the best way…

After this conflict she ran away from her family and Pete’s life, just like that, trying to move on, leaving a mess in her wake. Here we go, years later, at her father’s wedding, coming back to that place, trying not to freak out all. But that’s another story!

If you want angst, you’ll get it. Peter and Adele couldn’t having a proper conversation without some snarky remarks and going to each other’s throat. And they didn’t need to hide it, when one was pushing the other did it harder. Being in the same place, brought back painful memories but also great ones before everything get complicated.

Even after so many years, Adele was still acting at times like a teenager. Especially around Pete. She might had a crush but even with all the strongest will, she couldn’t help herself. But she willing to be there for her father and not letting Pete into her life and being crushed again. She was trying to prove that she grew up and the girl she was before gone.

She was spontaneous, taking things one day at the time, being this sense of balance in Pete’s life.

Pete had to the mature one but he definitely wasn’t around Adele. These two could brought the best but also the bad to each other, without thinking about the consequences. As her father’s associate, things became more complicated for her. His broody side was pretty entertaining at first and I enjoyed his interactions with Adele. He seemed secretive, cold and emotionally unavailable. But only Adele had this ability to push his buttons like no one else.

The foreplay was pretty interesting and entertaining. How these two former best friends would find a way to get back to each other without killing the other in the process? The road is going to be filled with many issues and also the scariest thing, to give their hearts and being vulnerable.

I really enjoyed the first part and their childish behavior was kinda entertaining. If was waiting for the moment when things would change. I wanted a meaningful turn of events. Something that would turned me upside down. When this moment arrived I felt left out, it was good but I was expecting something more powerful due to their past.

Overall, the chemistry was there, it had a great balance in the beginning and going through of the story but there was something off. I guess I built some high expectations around these two characters. It was enjoyable, hot and fun, pretty high on angst but not enough to me to appreciate the story at its fullest.

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