Monday, October 6, 2014

Book Review: Temper For You (For You #3) by Genna Rulon

Meg has secrets. Lots and lots of secrets that she keeps buried so deep not a single person in her life knows about them. While she does have a handful of friends, she won't let herself get truly close to anyone. It's better that way. And she certainly doesn't want any kind of relationship with a guy, despite the fact that she is still chasing that ever elusive O.

Defense attorney Westly is a jerk and he makes no apologies for it. He knows who he is and he owns it: different girls every week, sketchy clients and all. He has absolutely no desire for long term relationships, not after what happened with his parents. But he'd be lying if he said he wasn't dying for a taste of Meg. It seems that fate is on Westly's side when he discovers that she is his neighbor at his new condo. Maybe now he will finally get his one night and get Meg out of his system.

But will one night be enough for both of them? And will Meg ever come clean about her past?

Damn you Genna Rulon, your books always have me in tears! Having read the previous two books in this series (which is not required but I highly recommend) I knew Meg had a lot of secrets and I was anxious to finally learn more about her. That past that she revealed, however, floored me. I was just stunned and it broke my heart reading everything she had been through. I swear no one deserves a happily ever after more than This girl. Wes is an arrogant ass but also so damn sexy. And underneath that arrogance is a truly good man, though he rarely let's people see that part of him. I loved the two of them together and wanted to see them make it work, but neither one made it easy. Prepare yourself to laugh, curse and cry for this one, which is no less than I expected from Rulon.

Favorite Quotes
"Do you know what your kiss told me? It said you were ready for me, desperate to have me inside you. You craved me as much as I craved you."

"You are so tight and wet. I can feel you dripping down my cock. I can't get enough of you - it'll never be enough. I want to take you every way possible until I'm all you'll ever feel."

"I could get lost in you for days, wanting nothing more than the feeling of you wrapped around me, squeezing me like you'd rather die than let me go."

Marianna's Rating:

**I received an ARC in exchange for my honest review. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

“Look…Sam is ever-so-slightly insane.  It may be a new form of Tourette’s, but I’m waiting to hear back from the Psych department for confirmation.  Despite her best intentions, she has an astounding propensity to embarrass me.  You are just one in a series of cringe-worthy moments so don’t think you’re anything special, and whatever you do, don’t read too much into anything she said.  Nothing is going to happen between us.”
She was so certain, I almost believed her—almost.
I grabbed the edges of her stool and spun until we were face-to-face, the change of position creating the illusion of privacy and removing the deliberate need for her to speak to me over her shoulder.  I expected a protest but was pleasantly surprised when the only reaction I received was a raised brow.
“That’s better.  Now, was Sam telling the truth?  Are you interested in a no strings…friendship?  Because I can promise I am a very accommodating friend.  And you won’t find anyone less capable of strings than me,” I finished with a salacious smile full of carnal promise.
She leaned into me, her body already buying what I was selling.  It was a moment of weakness I needed to capitalize on.
Splitting the distance between us, I locked my eyes onto hers, my mouth mere inches from her pouty lips.  It was my last chance and I damn well knew it.  Time for the most persuasive closing argument of my life.
“There aren’t many things I’m truly exceptional at.  I’ll never be husband material.  I’m a shit friend most of the time.  I believe the ends usually justify the means.  My moral fiber is questionable, at best.  I will never be the person you call when you’re in a bind or need a shoulder to lean on.  I don’t express my feelings, mostly because I don’t have any that aren’t shallow.  I don’t like animals as a general rule, and children—no, just no,” I paused, asking myself what the hell I was saying as the same question echoed in her eyes.  Too late now—in for a penny, in for a pound.  “The only steadfast rule I have is I do not sleep with someone else’s woman—ever.  Other than that one display of principles, I have few redeeming qualities.  There are two areas I excel, the law and sex—and when I say I excel, I mean I’m a fucking god.  You will forget your own name because all you’ll be able to do is scream mine…over and over again.  You want no-strings, mind-blowing sex?  There is no one better qualified.”
Her eyes were wide as saucers and her mouth slightly open, which I took as an invitation.  Without warning, I closed the gap between us, brushing my lips against her silky pink ones.  I took advantage of her shock and slid my tongue inside, tasting and teasing.  It was a kiss meant to entice, not conquer—that would come later.  I gently nipped her plump lower lip with my teeth and was rewarded with a sharp inhale of desire.  She was so close to surrender I could taste it—sweet and hot, with a hint of vanilla and cranberry.
Her resistance collapsed, marked by the alluring breasts suddenly pressed against my chest—victory.  I grasped her hips, pulling until she was pressed firmly against me, undoubtedly able to feel the steely effect of her kiss.  As I subtly rocked my hips against her core, warm fingers twined through my hair, tugging me closer, causing a groan of pained pleasure to escape from my mouth into hers.
Unwilling to continue my exploration with a bar full of witnesses, I attempted to pull away—an attempt met with unintelligible protests.  I couldn’t risk giving her an opportunity for second thoughts, so I did what any sane man would do.  I slid my hands down to cup her lush ass, lifting until her legs wrapped around my waist, and without breaking the kiss, I carried her out of the bar.  Perhaps I was more of a gentleman than I’d given myself credit for.

Title: Temper for You
Author: Genna Rulon
Series: For You #3
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Release: September 24, 2014
Meg Adeio has led a life of isolation—not by choice, by necessity—until one act of heroism forces her out of seclusion. Despite a past shrouded in mystery, Meg is “adopted” by an eclectic group of friends that become the family she never had. Life was good for the first time in…ever.

Or it was until Westly Black reappeared on her doorstep. She knew he was the last man any woman should give her time to—only good for one thing—yet a temptation no woman could deny. Wes might make her life messy, but Meg’s eyes were wide open and she had it under control. At least she thought she did.

When past and present collide, loyalties are tested, forcing Meg to sacrifice her future to protect those she loves.

Temper For You is a gripping story of regret, deception, and redemption – filled with raw emotion, sarcastic wit, intrigue, and love’s propensity to forgive.

• Though Temper For You is the 3rd book of the For You Series, it can be read as a stand alone
• This story is appropriate for readers 18+


About the Author
Genna Rulon is a contemporary romance author with a passion for blending comedy, tragedy, suspense, and hope to create her “book babies.” 

During her 15 years in the corporate world, Genna—inspired by her love of reading—fantasized about penning her own stories.  Encouraged by her favorite authors, many of whom are indie writers and self-published, she committed to pursue her aspirations of writing her own novels.

Genna was born in California and raised on Long Island in New York, where she still resides, surrounded by the most amazing family and friends.  She’s married to a wonderful man who patiently tolerates her ramblings about whichever book she is currently working on—even feigning interest relatively convincingly!  Genna is blessed with two little boys who do their best to thwart mommy's writing time with their hilarious antics and charming extrapolations.

All of Genna’s books are brought to you courtesy of coffee and Disney Junior.

Twitter: @gennarulon

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