Thursday, August 6, 2015

No Kissing Allowed by Melissa West blog tour with excerpt and #giveaway @MB_West @EPEmbrace @NereydaG1003 #yaboundbooktours


We're already fans of Melissa West having loved her The Taking Ya series so we're thrilled to participate in another tour for her latest book, No Kissing Allowed. We have an excerpt and there's a tour-wide giveaway. Like we always say, enjoy!

No Kissing Allowed
by Melissa West
Release Date: 07/28/15
Entangled Embrace
New Adult

Summary from Goodreads:
Armed with her besties, an embarrassing number of shots, and her list of 10 Wild Things To Do Before Adulthood, recent grad Cameron Lawson is partying it up before she starts her dream job at New York's biggest ad agency. Her last task?  Hook up with a random guy. And while it's so not her style, the super-sexy guy sitting next to her is definitely game. No names. No details.
At least, that was the plan.

On her first day of work, Cameron discovers her hook-up is none other than Aidan Truitt—her new boss's boss. Talk about failing the “no fraternizing with coworkers” policy on an epic level. Especially when Aidan makes it clear their one night was only the beginning. Falling for him could cost her everything, but sometimes the only way to get what you want is by breaking a few rules...


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Excerpt 

“This is a private conversation.”

The guy grinned. “Well, then you might want to tell your voice that. Pretty sure the whole bar heard you.”

My eyes widened before narrowing in on him. “Let me guess—fall retreat in New York City? Oh, how big and bad you all must feel.”

This time he spun around to face me, leaning in so his scent hit me full force. And dear. Heaven. Above. I drew a breath, fighting the urge to sigh. Mild cologne, with a hint of soap. Entirely man. Entirely sexy.

Chocolate-brown eyes, framed in full, dark lashes, stared at me from below the bill of his hat, hints of dirty-blond hair peeking out at random—at his temples, tickling his neck. Suddenly, I wanted to take back all my words and begin again with, “Hi, I’m Cameron,” though I feared it would come out, “Holy hell, you’re hot.” I drew a breath to calm myself down, and he edged still closer.

“Look, I get it. You’re the good girl to their bad. Every group’s got one, and now they’re trying to force you over to the dark side. One night, right?” His gaze raked over me, no hint of subtlety, and though a part of me wanted to tell him to take those roaming eyes elsewhere, another part was curious. “And I bet you’re tempted,” he said, reading my thoughts. “I bet you told yourself you needed this, and you’d be right. You do.”

“What do you know about me? With your UT hat and starched shirt. I mean, who the hell dresses like that?”

He laughed, the sound so damn sexy my insides screamed for me to shut up and go along with whatever he had to say. “Not a Tennessee fan, huh?” He cocked his head. “Let me guess—Georgia girl goes to NYU to prove she’s bigger than her small town?”

I swallowed hard, my insides boiling at his suggestion—and at how very close he was. Switch out Alabama for Georgia and he’d have pegged me perfectly. Somehow, being read so easily made me want to get away from him. Fast. “Think whatever you like. I should get back to my friends.” But when I turned, both Lauren and Grace were out in the bar, talking it up with different guys, well on their way to winning the final task.

“Looks like the bad girls are going to win this round.”

My stomach tightened as I peered back over at him. How could someone so hot be so infuriating? “Listen, I don’t really need or want your opinion.”

“Perhaps. But I’m guessing you could use my lips right about now.” He nodded toward the back of the bar, where Lauren sat beside a tall guy with dark hair, her hand on his chest, readying for the kiss. She leaned toward him, just as UT Guy flipped around his baseball cap. “Ready whenever you are, good girl.”

I spun back to tell him he could take his lips elsewhere, but then my eyes found his, all wicked fire and sex, his legs slightly open, room for me to step between them. He took my hand and tugged me closer. “Don’t think. Just do.” And then his mouth found mine, first soft and warm, testing the feel of my lips, the way we moved together. But then the alcohol in my veins seemed to spike, attraction taking over, and I parted my lips, inviting him in, our tongues tangling as he secured me to him. Warmth spread all through me, pooling lower and lower until I felt sure I would lose myself right there in his arms. I’d never been kissed like this, like nothing else mattered, like time stood still. I didn’t want it to end.

About the Author

Melissa West writes heartfelt Southern romance and teen sci-fi romance, all with lots of kissing. Because who doesn't like kissing? She lives outside of Atlanta, GA with her husband and two daughters and spends most of her time writing, reading, or fueling her coffee addiction. Connect with Melissa at www.melissawestauthor.com or on Twitter @MB_West.

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