Author: Kylie Scott
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: August 7th 2018
My Rating: 4 Cups
Source: InkSlinger PR
Blurb (from Goodreads):
"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*Disclaimer: I received an eARC of this book from InkSlinger PR in exchange for an honest review. This does not influence my rating or the content of my review in any way.
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.
**Disclaimer: This book contains mature content. As a result, my review may contain references to content intended for mature audiences only.
As a fan of Kylie Scott and her insanely funny stories, I knew immediately as I saw the announcement for this book that I had to get my hands on it. As I was hoping and anticipating, I had fun reading it and I am very glad I read it.
Forbidden romances are something I enjoy reading about, but it takes a truly good story to make it work. This book does it and does it well. From the title to the insanely hilarious interactions between Adele and Pete, it all worked perfectly to make me believe in this particular relationship. Adele is a young 25-year-old who has been in love with Pete since she was a teenager. He went from being her dad's employee, to her hot best friend, to her teenage crush. Adele is a very funny woman. She says whatever is on her mind, she is very sarcastic, and she loves putting Pete in slightly uncomfortable situations. But underneath all of that is just a girl that doesn't fit in anywhere and is suddenly accepted by someone. Her dad sees and treats her as a five-year-old, we don't know a lot about her mother, and Pete is really the only person that gives her any attention at all. So it's almost obvious that she'd have a crush on him, but usually she hides it pretty well. Until she doesn't, that is.
Pete is a strange character. Normally, he's not the type I'd see as a romantic interest. He's too guarded, too casual in his pursuit of women, too secretive, too...everything. The only time he truly opens up is when he's with Adele, his best friend and his boss's daughter. That is, until he realizes she's got feelings for him. Then she becomes just another woman for him, someone to keep at arm's length. Pete has had a pretty rough childhood, so it's easy to understand why he might be weary of opening himself up to someone, but at the same time he doesn't really want to find that special person to share his life with. Losing Adele for a second time isn't something he wants to experience, so he does come around eventually.
The thing I loved most about this book is that it shows how some things don't really turn out the way people want them to. It's there in the title, and it's repeated throughout the story many times, from the incident that happened seven years prior, that no one wants to talk about, to a hilarious incident that puts both Adele and Pete in the hospital, to some poolside mishaps. Sometimes what seems like a good idea really, really isn't, and sometimes things don't quite have the results we imagine they do.
I love that we get to see how Adele and Pete's relationship developed both in the past and in the present, although at the same time I was kind of sad to see the differences between the two time-lines. It was almost like two completely different sets of people at times, and I was kind of sad that that was the case, even though it's also pretty understandable. The book is pretty fast paced, hilarious and sometimes dramatic.
All in all, I truly enjoyed It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time and, as always, I'm waiting for the next Kylie Scott book.
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.
“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.
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