Forty-something divorcée Cate Roberts was always a pushover when it came to her little sister, but agreeing to pose for the cover of Zoe’s romance novel might be taking it too far. Especially when she’s confronted with the male lead, Bo Gaddis. It’s a good thing that Bo is gay, and much too young for her, because Cate could easily see herself falling for the embodiment of every romance lover’s dream man.
Bo never renounced the rumor that he was gay. In fact, it helped his career, and helped him stick to his strict rule about sleeping with his co-model. That’s about to be tested though, because Cate is everything he wanted in a woman. If only he can convince her that age isn’t a factor, and he’s not only straight, but very attracted to her.
Title: COVER STORY
Author: Olivia Brynn
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Year of release: 2011, June 22
Source: Received a copy from the author for review
Cate groaned into the phone.
– the photoshoot > hot-hot-hot with awesome sexual tension
COVER STORY is a very short story (56 pages) but it was an example of great things that come in small packages. I loved Cate and Bo, I loved the plot (shooting a romance novel cover), I loved Olivia Brynn’s easy, fast-paced, clean and crisp writing and the trope (cougar) is one of my favorites too!
My first taste of Olivia Brynn’s work, though short, was definitely a blast. I was never that interested in the covers but this book might have made me perk up and pay more attention to them now. And Olivia, any time you want to write a story on Keith, I’ll run to get and read it ;)
“We’re going to get pretty intimate in the next few hours.” He raised one eyebrow. “I don’t like to get naked with a complete stranger.”
Keith snorted. “Liar. You’d take your clothes off to order a pizza.”
“No one’s talking to you.”
Bo laughed. “Keith likes the blonde bombshell beach babes.”
“Not anymore.” Keith pulled the tie out of his hair and shook it loose. “I’ve switched to brunette bombshells. They don’t break your heart.”
Keith grinned. “My body is made to please, but my heart is off limits. That’s why it’s still intact.”
“Now, we’ll start by getting used to me being close to you. Try touching me.”
She raised both hands to cover the dark circles of his nipples. Hot. His skin was so warm. She curled her fingers, denting the smooth flesh of his pecs.
“That’s right,” he growled. “Learn me. Don’t be shy. Nothing is off limits to you.”
If his heart didn’t slow down, he’d probably have a stroke, and his palms were sweating like a pre-teen at his first dance. For the first time, he’d forgotten his role. Gay model. Women are more comfortable when at their most vulnerable, when the stranger manhandling them is gay. Less pressure. Less fear. He knew that. He’d come to terms with it as part of the job. Ironically, he’d put himself in a closet for these women, but fighting attraction had never been so damn hard.
“I don’t know what you did to me, but I don’t think I can walk out of this room without tasting your mouth.” (Bo)
Everything about Bo assaulted her senses to the point of infusing her with an electric jolt of need.