My Secretly Crushing On pick this week is...
Free-spirited Chloe lives life on the edge. Unlike her soon-to-be married sisters, she isn’t ready to settle into a quiet life running their family’s newly renovated inn. But soon her love of trouble–and trouble with love-draws the attention of the very stern, very sexy sheriff who’d like nothing better than to tame her wild ways.
Suddenly Chloe can’t take a misstep without the sheriff hot on her heels. His rugged swagger and his enigmatic smile are enough to make a girl beg to be handcuffed. For the first time, instead of avoiding the law, Chloe dreams of surrender. Can this rebel find a way to keep the peace with the straitlaced sheriff? Or will Chloe’s colorful past keep her from a love that lasts and the safe haven she truly wants in a town called Lucky Harbor?
I absolutely LOVE Sawyer!! Sawyer and Chloe's characters are perfect together!! They try so hard to fight the attraction to each other and that makes for a great read.
It's just a really great story about two totally opposite people finding love and along the way it's both funny and heartwarming with some HOT SEX mixed in--my favorite!!
He practically had to duck to come in. He was in uniform, gun at his hip, expression dialed to Dirty Harry, and just looking at him had something pinging low in Chloe's belly. He didn't appear to have the same reaction to her, of course.
He was a little on edge and sweaty, and a whole lot hot and sexy, and utterly without her permission, her brain rolled out a "Stern Cop and the Bad Girl" fantasy...
His mouth covered hers again, which worked for her because he kissed like heaven on earth. His hands were cold, sending a quick thrill through her when he cupped her breasts, his fingertips teasing her nipples before his fingers slid down her torso on their way to the next barrier. She felt the button on her jeans give, the zipper go down, and then he was pushing her jeans off her legs.
Sawyer was a big man, everywhere, and humming her pleasure, she lightly scraped her nails up the back if his thighs as she ran her tongue along the length of him. From above, he hissed in a sharp breath, his fingers tangling in the wild mess of her hair. Not surprisingly, he took over, pulling her away from him, tugging her up to her feet again, pressing her to the tile wall. Then he dropped to his knees. She let out a startled "Wait. What-" "Ladies first."
Pushing him so that he sat back on his heels, she dropped to straddle him right there on the shower floor. She rocked her hips until she had what she wanted, his erection poised at her entrance. He ran his hands up to her breasts, then to her ass, yanking her in, angling her so that they were better aligned, the whole time kissing her to the point of madness. And breathlessness. But breathing was completely overrated, she assured herself, and then he slid home with one sure, shocking push of his hips, filling her to the hilt, and she didn't need to breathe at all. They gasped in tandem pleasure. God, the pleasure.
"I love you, Sawyer. So much." "I know." His eyes were serious. "It's my very own miracle, and I count on it every single day."
Okay, if that wasn't enough for you to LOVE Sawyer, this is how Jill Shalvis pictured Sawyer as:
Now it's your turn!! Who are you Secretly Crushing On?
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