Monday, June 23, 2014

Blog Tour & Review - Come Sundown by Chelsea Landon


Title: Come Sundown
Author: Chelsea Landon
Release Date: May 27, 2014
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Erin Evans is the kind of girl no guy wants to be in a relationship with. She’s controlling and never backs down when she thinks she’s right. Knowing this, and rightfully fearing her last few years in her twenties will be like the last five, she looks for some adventure. That’s when her best friend convinces her to go on vacation with her to the Bahamas. On the land of white sand, coconut rum, and a cloudless sky, what she never expects is to meet Tyler Weston, a local bartender with a sweet tongue for the pretty girls. He’s tattooed, entertaining, and living the dream in paradise as he sets her drinks and her world on fire. As the moon lights the city, Erin unexpectedly becomes infatuated with Tyler and his bartending skills when he offers her the challenge of trying his Black Magic drink her first night on Paradise Island. Hoping to get some more alone time with Tyler, she sets out on a mission to try every drink on the menu while on vacation. And after one night and one Black Magic drink, both of which she can barely remember, results into two weeks of exciting possibilities she never saw coming. Can Erin put aside her cynical side and let the dirty-mouthed bartender show her what island life and love are really like?

Review:  Honestly, this was a good book once I got through the first few pages of Erin's rant.  Erin is controlling and wants thing her way.  She is the very definition of OCD to a tee!  I got it, she likes things a certain way, let's move on!  Finally she makes a spontaneous choice that changes everything.  

Erin heads to the Bahamas with her best friend Natalie and Natalie's fiancee.  Who wouldn't want to have some fun in the sun with your BFF?  Soak up some sun, have a couple of drinks, and a lot of harmless fun.  This was the plan until Erin meets Tyler Weston...."island boy"  Tyler is polar opposite of Erin, laid back and enjoying the island life.  OH, and Erin was just dumped a few weeks ago and lost her job, what better way to escape than to drown your sorrows in a beautiful place,  with a good looking bar tender?    

This book is the journey of Erin and Taylor and what a journey they have!  There were times I just wanted to smack them or shake them.  I love the flirting between these two at the bar and the sex scenes.......HOT!  

Erin may have her baggage of being recently dumped but Tyler isn't without faults too.  Both of these two have been through some heartache and are reluctant to put their hearts out there again.  Plus, this is a vacation and let's face it, at some point it has to end right?  Well, you will just have to read to find out!

Is there a happy ending or heart break?  Does Erin learn to chill and give up some control?  Is Tyler always laid back? 

4.5 Stars


I brought the glass to my lips, finishing my drink, and watched a group of intoxicated girls grind on each other. Next to them, there was a group of men watching, drooling, and then taking them home.

“A girl really did a shot off a guy’s dick?” 

Tyler grinned and held up the bottle of tequila in one hand, the other one undoing his belt buckle. “Wanna try?”

“Oh, uh.” I swallowed, and I thought he sensed maybe I wasn’t drunk enough for that, but it did sound appealing to me. I wouldn’t mind putting my mouth on him for sure, the thought tempting, even if I just envisioned it in my mind. 

Before I had a lot of time to think about it, Tyler looked around the bar. It was empty for the most part, so he patted the bar. “Hop up here, city girl.”

“On the bar?”

He raised an eyebrow, setting the bottle of tequila on the bar and then placing two limes and salt beside it. “Yeah, what the fuck does ‘hop up here’ mean in city terms?”

“All right, let’s do it.” I gave a nod, as if to prepare myself.

“Off my dick?” You couldn’t miss the eagerness in his voice. 

“Uh, no. Something else.”

I jumped slightly when his hands touched my exposed knees, pulling them apart. He then grabbed the salt shaker and made me get on the bar. He moved between my legs, putting his hands on my thighs again. With a firm grip he slid me forward and stood so his chest was in line with mine, so close I could finally smell him. He smelled like summer, warm sand, rum and cologne, fresh and clean.

He let go of me and then drew back far enough that he could raise his hands to pull his T-shirt over his shoulders. 

Goddamn, was he muscular and tanned. Dark markings scattered his chest and arms with what appeared to be about twenty or thirty different tattoos. I didn’t have a single tattoo, and the thought of getting even one terrified me. But part of me was really excited right then because now I knew he didn’t have a cat’s ass on his stomach. I could work with this. 

I snuck a peek at his body again, just one more and proudly noticed him doing the same thing.

Oh yeah, I could definitely work with this.

We stared at each other for a moment, Zac Brown Band bellowing through the bar. 

I was fairly modest in my attempt at a body shot and did one off his neck. Licking his soft but rough skin, I took my shot and then sucked on the lime in my hand. He said nothing, showed no real reaction other than his arms tensing when I licked his neck.

We sat there, staring at each other. 

It was his turn. 

Slowly he bent down to my neck, his lips on my collar bone, but he didn’t stay there. He surprised me when he moved lower, and lower. When he reached my thighs, he slowly spread them apart, his thumbs on my inner thighs, just inches above my knees. 

I moaned, tossing my head back. “Of course you’d do that.”

He looked up at me, his head between my legs. “Nice panties.”

“Stop looking.”

I went to close my legs, but he caught them in his firm grip, prying them apart. “I don’t think so. You owe me.”

His mouth moved in, closer, and then closer. The heat from his breath and the humidity had me sweating like crazy. No way did I want his mouth down there. I tried to pull him up by his shoulders, but he knocked my hands away and shook his head. 

With his mouth on my left thigh, he slowly licked a trail upward until his nose hit the bottom of my dress. Drawing back just slightly, he reached beside him for the salt, sprinkling it over the path his tongue had just made. Reaching up he placed the lime in my mouth. 

Is he serious?

Yep. Looks like it.

1. Blurred Lines – Robin Thicke
2. Talk Dirty – Jason Derulo
3. Short Change Hero – The Heavy
4. Cruise – Florida Georgia Line
5. When The Lights Go Out – The Black Keys
6. Radioactive – Kings of Leon
7. Toes – Zac Brown Band
8. Won’t Let Go – Black Stone Cherry
9. Ordinary World – Duran Duran
10. I Love A Rainy Night – Eddie Rabbitt
11. Drink You Away – Justin Timberlake
12. Freaks – French Montana
13. Almost Lover – Jasmine Thompson
14. Dancin’ Away With My Heart – Lady Antebellum
15. Dust to Dust – The Civil Wars
16. Happiness – The Fray
17. Am I Wrong – Nico & Vinz

“Hey, city girl, what’s your pleasure?”

“I’ll let you in on a little secret, girl, if you want me to take you could just ask me.”

“I told you” — he took a drag from his cigarette and then flicked it away — “I would be anything you needed.”

“You make me lose my mind,” he said.
“You help me keep mine.”

“Your whiskey sour set my soul on fire.”

“I blame you for my inability to walk in a straight line. Your drinks suck,” I said, wiping sand from my lips and cheek.
“Or you could...” he said, gesturing to our current position with me cradled in his lap.

“It doesn’t matter how you look at it, Erin. A heart is always on the line.”

Something Worth Saving - Released Feb 1, 2014

It was one night, one fate and something tragic destroying something beautiful. Heavy sheets of smoke curling and rolling together constricting my visions of this life I had. You see that there? That wrenching pain in your gut knowing not everything as it seems? Look closer. That nervous energy you now have, stumbling over words you can’t say, a voice muffled under a mask, a moaning plea to be saved, slurred words on the tip of your tongue, there’s the something tragic. When I have nothing left to give, nothing left to say, it’s him that brings me back to the moment, in the arms of my firefighter, the warmth of his heart and body, struggling to save his family.

Just Enough - Coming Aug 2014

I want out of this town. I want to leave and never look back. He doesn’t knock when he comes in, he never needs to. He knows, as well as I do, my door is always open, waiting. I crave him. I do. He knows this, I think, I know, and I believe he craves me too. Why else would he come back? It’s his determination and his will that gets me. That determination keeps me waiting for him in a dreary bay. I’ve always heard my friends say they wanted the rich guy to take them out of this small town that seems to hold us all captive. Lincoln wasn’t that guy. At first look, he’s a fisherman, married to the sea and weighted by her waves. Who is he to me? He’s someone who gives just enough. He shows me a different way of thinking. A way to give more than just enough.

A stay-at-home mom, Chelsea spends her days drinking entirely too much caffeine, baking sugar-sweet treats she never eats, playing on Pinterest, and jotting down notes for her novels. A dreamer at heart, she’s been creating happily-ever-afters. She’s a lover, a writer, a dreamer, would rather type than speak, wants to remember everything, loves lots of ice in her drinks, and is slightly introverted.

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