This book sucked me in from the very first paragraph and I loved every second of it. Emergency Attraction is a second chance romance that made me laugh, made me cry, and showed me the true meaning of what happily-ever-after is all about. Shane, our hero, was considered trash by most of the town when he left but now he’s going to be their savior. What he didn’t expect was to come face-to-face with the love of his life, Sinclair. I loved Shane. He is alpha male with a great sense of humor. He is persistent and relentless in breaking down Sinclair’s walls. From the moment he “rescues” her at a wedding, I fell in love with him. Sinclair, however, was the town princess and now she is guarding her heart against Shane, confident that there is no way she will go back down the path of heartbreak with him again. What she doesn’t expect was how well Shane is playing the game….not only doing his job but doing extra work to win her back. I love Sinclair. She is smart and sassy and very independent and I especially enjoyed how she lived her life on her terms, and not the way other thought she should live her life. I loved Shane and Sinclair’s banter and while there is quite a bit of love-hate mixed in here, the emotion and passion is so strong and real, I was literally breathless. The sex is erotic yet emotional and when the truth of the past comes to light I burst into tears and learned just how powerful love is when overcoming tragedy. The secondary characters are great (we see them in previous books in this series so it’s always fun to see a little bit about how they are doing now). There is an extremely douchey man that I quite frankly, wanted to beat the crap out of. The plot was entertaining and engaging and so far, I found Emergency Attraction to be my favorite book in this series. I can’t wait for the next book.!!!! Samanthe Beck is a true star with the ability to suck you into her characters worlds and wish you could never leave. 5 stars!
Book Title: Emergency Attraction
Author: Samanthe Beck
Release Date: April 17, 2017
About the Emergency Attraction
Ten years ago when Shane Maguire chose the Marines as his escape from some trouble of his own making, he only regretted one thing—leaving Sinclair Smith behind. Despite his best intentions, she ended up as the one that got away. Now he’s back, determined to reclaim everything he gave up, including Sinclair.
Sinclair is immune to Shane’s charms. She’s immune to stolen kisses behind the gym. And she’s definitely immune to that maneuver he did in the back seat of his car… Okay, maybe her hormones are susceptible, but she has absolutely no desire to risk anything on the bad boy who broke all his promises.
When a little emergency lands her at his mercy, he offers her a deal she can’t refuse. And this time, she’ll show Shane what it means to be left wanting…
“Not a mark on the car.”
Shane turned and walked back to where Sinclair stood with her skirt caught in the car door. “Or you?”
Her chin came up as he drew near. “That goes without saying.”
“Does it?” He dropped his gaze, and took a slow tour of some territory he’d once been intimately familiar with, starting at her bare shoulders and continuing to where satiny skin disappeared beneath blue silk. “I remember finding some extremely creative places to leave marks.” He ran his finger along the neckline of her dress. “So you wouldn’t get in trouble. You didn’t need to be as cautious with me.”
“I”—she broke off and swallowed—“I don’t remember…”
Oh, yeah. She remembered. He took the gift bag out of her hand and set it on the roof of the Mercedes. “I’ll let you in on a little secret, Sinclair.”
“What?” The word barely qualified as a whisper.
“I’m still extremely creative.” With that, he dropped to his knee, and peered behind her.
Her hand smacked his shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Seeing if I can find a creative solution to your little predicament.” The position gave him an up-close look at the tangle of her skirt in the car door, the torn seam that rendered the dress un-wearable—he turned his head slightly—aaand the tiny, lacy, black panties that left mouthwatering portions of her ass bare to his view. Without doing any sort of motive check, he let his cheek brush the smooth flesh.
Muscles quivered in response. The hand on his shoulder switched to the top of his head, but she didn’t push him away. He trailed his lips across her thigh, automatically following the line of her panties where it hugged her hip and arrowed around front.
Her shuddery exhale triggered his inhale. Her scent stormed his senses, achingly familiar, and dangerously arousing. The molecules infiltrated his brain, coated the back of his throat, and left him dizzy from need. Balancing before her on both knees, taking a hip in each hand, he slowly closed in on the sheer triangle covering the prize.
He took another hungry inhale. The tip of his nose skimmed the lace. “Yes?”
Those slim fingers slid down until her palm cupped the back of his head. Her thighs parted.
A car alarm shattered the silence and broke the spell lust and memories had woven around them. She jerked away, shoved her skirt down, and glared at him. “That’s not part of our deal.”
He stood, intentionally taking up the space she’d tried to carve out for herself. “Don’t kid yourself, Sinclair. That’s always been part of our deal.”
About the Author
USA Today bestselling author Samanthe Beck lives in Malibu, California, with her long-suffering husband, their turbo-son, and a furry ninja named Kitty.
When not dreaming up fun, fan-your-cheeks sexy ways to get her characters to happily-ever-after, she searches for the perfect cabernet to pair with Ambien.