Sweetly, Deeply, Absolutely
Sweet Love, #3
by Kira Archer
Releasing October 17th 2016
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From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Sweetly,
Deeply, Absolutely (Sweet Love, #3) . . .
Jenny and Jared get themselves an eyeful
of what happens when the carefree lifestyles decides to come back and take a
bite out of your life. Jenny for the most part did not stick to her plan to not
be so carefree. She needs a bit more growing up and developing maturity. Jared
on the same hand needs some grow up time. They both felt that a relationship
was not what either wanted but of course life happens. This was a cute read with
real life encroaching in on the fun.
The slap of reality pushes Jared and
Jenny to spend the extra time together. While at the same time it gives them
time to understand one another a bit better. The developing relationship seems
to hit a rough patch but get resolved.
Looking for an enjoyable read that
you need no attachments to other books then try this one. You will not have to
be concerned that you missed something with this being the third book in the
series. It was a simple uncomplicated read.
**This ARC
was provided via NetGalley
in exchange for an honest review.**
Sweet Love series:
Truly,
Madly, Sweetly – Sweet Love, #1 SEE REVIEW
Totally,
Sweetly Irrevocably – Sweet Love, #2 SEE REVIEW
Sweetly,
Deeply, Absolutely – Sweet Love, #3
Blurb
Hello,
Mr. Right...for Now.
With a
month off from culinary school, Jenny Boyd has some serious party plans.
Especially when the hottest guy in the club literally lands in her lap.
He’s 6’2” of cocky, sexy, man-candy, and just as commitment-phobic as she
is.
She’s
definitely off limits…
Graphic
designer Jared Crew is shocked when his best friend's sister-in-law
doesn’t remember him right away. Luckily, she is more than willing to let him
jog her memory, no complications required.
It’s
all fun and games...until the condom breaks.
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“So
let me draw you, then.”
“What,
like pose for you?”
“Yes.”
She
hesitated. “Like those?” She pointed at the portraits he had hanging on the
wall.
He
shrugged. “Any way you’d like to pose.”
“Hmm. Lying naked on a couch like in Titanic?”
He
laughed and pulled her in close. “If you were naked on a couch I’m not sure I’d
be able to keep my hands on my pencils.”
“Ah,
but touching the model wouldn’t be professional, would it?” She ran her hands
up his chest and he put his hands over hers, hoping she’d leave them there.
He’d missed her touch. Had begun to crave it like an addict going through a
withdrawal.
For
a moment he thought she might draw him closer. But the moment passed. She
dropped her hands and stepped away and he closed his eyes against the near
physical pain of it.
“Well,
I’m nothing if not professional,” he said quietly.
She
didn’t look at him for a moment, but when she did her smile was back in place.
“How do you want to draw me?” She raised her gaze to him and held it, her sea
green eyes boring into his until he felt like he was drowning in them.
He
grabbed his sketch pad and a pencil and held out his hand. “Come with me.”
She
cocked an eyebrow at him, but took his hand. He led her out of the studio and
down the hall to his bathroom where a big, old fashioned claw tub stood.
“You
want to draw me taking a bath?”
He
chuckled. “I’d actually love to watch
you taking a bath, but I’m not sure how long I could remain on the outside of
the tub.”
Her
cheeks flushed and it was all he could do not to crush her against him and kiss
her until she was moaning in his arms. He took a deep breath to get a little
control and led her over to the tub and handed her a big, fluffy towel.
“I
want to draw you sitting on the edge, your back to me, bare,” he said, his hand
tracing the outline of her body down to where her waist met the swell of her
hips, “down to here. With the towel draped over the rest of you.”
She
watched him watching her, and then she held out her hand for the towel. He’d
meant to turn around, give her privacy to undress. He wasn’t sure why. They’d
seen each other naked. Several times. The image of her beautiful body would be
ingrained in his mind until the day he died and hopefully long afterwards.
But
she didn’t give him the option. She pulled her shirt off over her head.
Unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down her legs until she could step out of
them. She stared right at him as she reached behind her to unhook her bra and
let it slide off her arms. Her panties followed.
She
stood before him, bare, breathtakingly beautiful. Neither one of them moved.
His heart jack-hammered in his chest, while his body warred with itself. The
desire to touch her, draw her into his arms and hold her there forever, made
him ache. But the privilege of standing before such perfection was a moment
he’d cherish the rest of his life. He wouldn’t ruin it by making an advance
that might drive her away. For now, it was enough. More than enough, to just
look and worship the unique beauty before him.
A
faint smile touched her lips and she turned to sit on the edge of the tub,
arranging the towel beneath her. She leaned forward and turned the faucet on.
Within moments, steaming water began to fill the tub.
She
glanced at him over her shoulder. “Seems a shame to waste the chance to soak in
such a beautiful tub. Since I’m right here.”
Jared
smiled and began to draw.
She
raised her arms to gather her hair in a bun. A few tendrils escaped to tumble
down her back. Absolutely perfect. He sketched quickly, his fingers drawing the
lines he longed to touch in person, following the contours of her body.
He
finished one sketch and pulled out more paper. She shut off the water and
stood, swirling the water about with one foot. He drew her from that angle as
well. Long, strong lines. Muscles defined beneath the soft curves of her body.
He drew until he couldn’t take it anymore.
And
then he put the paper aside and went to her.
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Author Info
Kira Archer resides
in Pennsylvania with her husband, two kiddos, and far too many animals in the
house. She tends to laugh at inappropriate moments, break all the rules she
gives her kids (but only when they aren't looking), and would rather be reading
a book than doing almost anything else. She has odd, eclectic tastes in just
about everything and often lets her imagination run away with her. She loves
her romances a little playful, a lot sexy, and always with a happily ever
after.
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