Lola Leighton - Bedfellows review

   

     

I wasn't looking to fall for one man. Let alone two... Sullivan and Will are as close as two friends can be. Growing up in the system forced them to rely on each other, and they've become accustomed to sharing everything—including women. Now they're ready for more. To find love. To start a family. To see the dreams they've shared since childhood come true. Apparently I tick off every box on their list—brains, beauty, and sass. I never hesitate to put both men in their places—which they find sexy as hell. One problem, I'm a traditional girl, with traditional values—one man, one woman, till death do us part—kind of values. They're willing to work to prove how very right the three of us could be, but what happens next is anyone's guess...   

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My Review

I had read a snippet of this story in this author's reader group so I knew when I heard about the book being released, I wanted to read it!  Boy is it HOTT!! I enjoyed the chemistry and the slow burn between these characters. This was a sweet, sexy, fun read! I enjoyed getting lost in Adrienne's, Will's and Sullivan's story.  Their meet-cute was different. The chemistry between them was palpable through the pages and they got more than they bargained for. Two men was an adjustment for Adrienne's world, but it's what the men had always done; shared a woman. Adrienne had to find herself and what she wanted versus what she should do to please others in her life. She also had other struggles in her life her new lifestyle brought to light. But the three of them worked and completed each other. I was captivated by them. If you like you books hotter than hot with a side of sweetness, then this book is for you :) 

     

“Tonight has been great, Sullivan. It's just, when I think about adding Will into the equation, I get …”

“Scared?”

She shook her head. “Butterflies.”

“Butterflies are good, right?”

“I think so.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. I leaned in closer, captivated by her. Everything about her drew me in—from the swell of her full lips, to her uncertainty about this, and especially her willingness to try.

“He's not here now. Put the butterflies away.”

“Okay.” She smiled.

I leaned in closer. “I've wanted to kiss you all night.”

She wet her lower lip with the tip of her tongue and it was all the answer I needed. She wanted this, too. Wanted me.

My heart pumped faster with that secret knowledge.

Tilting her chin so that her lips met mine, I took her mouth. Gently at first, and then with a growing sense of hunger as her warm, wet tongue came out to meet mine.

She tasted incredible. Slightly sweet from the wine, and feminine and simply perfect.

       

Lola Leighton is the pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling romance author who wanted to write steamier stories that her mother is most definitely not allowed to read.

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