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This book had me my heart and stomach in knots. My fingers (and legs) were crossed the whole d**n time. How can something so utterly sinful be that hot? I have read Taint (Justin’s story) and I was just really excited to read this one.
I met Heidi in Taint, and she was this strong-willed, stubborn and passionate publisher who saved Justin’s a** in the story, and now we get to know her closer. She has a husband, Tucker who was the complete opposite of her, and yet somehow their personalities complement each other. They were great together…
Until Ransom Reed – every woman’s fantasy. And Heidi DuCane wasn’t an exception. Finally, she gets to experience one wild night with the famous rock star while her husband watches them both. She was filled with dread and guilt, her husband was an amazing man: perfect, gentle and generous, but only Reed can provide the mind-blowing thrill that she needs.
Their relationship is about to be put into the ultimate test. Will it survive?
I’m not a fan of cheating, and honestly, I was about to give this up. But something changed (thankfully) and I didn’t see that coming: reasons and redemption. After what Heidi did, you can’t help the urge to judge her, and to hate her. I did, at some point, but at the end, I forgave her. She knew she did something awful, and was willing to repair the damage that she had done. And Tucker, bless his heart was a great and understanding husband. Perfect? Oh no. I didn’t say he was. He did something that had my jaws dropped (oh yes, surprise, surprise). It wasn’t just Heidi who somehow contributed to the strain in the relationship, nor Ransom Reed. Tucker has something to do with it as well.
As for Ransom, he was a lost soul. You’d want to cuddle him at some point, and hate him at some moments. Nevertheless, I was glad about his decisions at the end, and I am looking forward in reading his happy-ever-after. Somehow, he deserves one too.
In TRYST, unexpected things are happening, there are surprising twists that will caught you off guard, and let’s not forget the steamy scenes that will have you panting for more.
Characters - 4
Plot - 3.5
Steam - 4.5
Cover - 4
Romance - 4
Pacing - 4
“I dare you…to let me touch your wife.”
An audible gasp escapes my kiss-swollen lips and turn to Tucker, awaiting his wrath. He returns Ransom’s intent stare, his expression unreadable. Yet, the younger man doesn’t back down, cocking a challenging brow at Tuck’s silence. He remains unmovable, a master at the art of restraint from his years as a shrink. No doubt he’s had to answer some odd questions, but never any involving his wife.
“I don’t let Heidi do anything. She has her own mind…her own body.”
“So maybe I should be asking her.” A sinister smile on his lips, Ransom angles his focus on me. “Heidi, would you let me touch you?”
My first reaction is to say no—hell no. But Tucker quickly grasps my knee, capturing my attention.
“This is what you want,” he whispers. “He…is what you want. And I can accept that. This is your fantasy, baby. Let me help you make it come true.”
I search his face, waiting for him to break into laughter, but he’s completely serious. My husband is telling me to let another man put his hands on me—his wife. This isn’t right. This isn’t what married people are supposed to do. But even as that rational part of my brain lists all the reasons why I shouldn’t allow this to go any further, my body is already tingling with anticipation. My face and chest are flush. My nipples harden in exhilaration. And my mouth waters with the prospect of tasting Ransom’s skin.
Oh, God. I do want this. And now the decision is mine and mine alone.
“So?” Ransom asks, awaiting our fate.
Grab Tucker’s hand and get the fuck out of here. Go home and make love to him. Let that kind, good, gentle man be enough.
Once again, Ransom Reed steals the truth from my lips, forcing me to abandon all decency and sanity. Making me take the sanctity of my marriage and soil it with my own slick arousal.
In one single breath, I shatter ten years of devotion, trust and love. And although I know what I’m destroying by lighting this fire, I can’t do much more than stand back and watch it all go up in flames.