Released: April 23rd, 2011
Lauren Grahame has spent her whole life thinking something special was going to happen. She didn’t know what it was, she just knew it would one day be hers. But she learned the hard way that special wasn’t on offer.
So, after divorcing her cheating husband, Lauren searched for nothing special and she thought she found it when she landed a job as a waitress in a biker bar in Carnal. It was perfect: a nothing job in a nowhere bar in Nowheresville.
Then Tatum Jackson walked in. Part-owner of the bar, he took one look at high-class Lauren and wanted nothing to do with her. And he made this known, loudly.
Tate’s angry insults seared in her brain, Lauren decides the feeling is mutual and she doesn’t want anything to do with the gloriously handsome Tate Jackson. The clash of the bartender and barmaid begins but, even though Tate makes his change of mind clear (in biker-speak, a language Lauren is not fluent in), Lauren is intent on going her own way.
Until a serial killer hits Carnal and Lauren finds out Tate isn’t a bartender, he’s a bounty hunter. He stakes his claim for Lauren before he goes on the hunt for a killer but Laurie doesn’t speak biker nor does she understand bounty hunters and Tate comes back from the hunt to find his old lady has moved on.
Life throws curveball after curveball at Laurie and Tate. As secrets are revealed, women are brutally murdered, and Lauren tries to find her inner biker babe.
"You live with a storm cloud, you learn to find the bright side."
Another fucking amazing book from the Colorado Mountain series. Seriously, these mountain dudes really know how to work it. Tate is fucking awesome (mostly because he fucks up then grovels, and also 'cause he's hot) and God, Lauren is such a sweetheart with her naivety and friendliness.
We start off with Lauren who takes off when she finds out that her douche of an now-ex-husband was cheating on her with her fucking best friend. I know, total douchewaffle. She wanders around for a while until she settles into a little town called Carnal. Finding a job as a waitress at Bubba's, she had to sass Krystal into letting her in. Then she met another douche, as if her husband wasn't enough.
None other than Tatum Jackson.
Christ, he really was a prick. I wanted to punch him straight through the face when I heard what he said about Lauren. I mean, come on, man, nobody – and I mean nobody – should say that to a woman. Fuck, but he did. And thus begins the tale of a sweet, sweet love-hate relationship between the two.
But Lauren… well, let's just say her ex-husband had fucked with her mind. Like really bad. But Tate's working on it.
"Special doesn't exist. So the best you can do is find real. I found real, Brad, and I like it."
Basically her and Brad's relationship is the gif above. Sick it to him, Laurie!
And Tate, wow, he has a way with words. Yes, he may seem really crude (which I love my men like) but he's got a way of making you feel really special.
"I'm gonna piss you off 'cause I can be a dick. That's who I am. And you're gonna piss me off 'cause, babe, you got attitude. That's who you are. And that's who we're comin' out to be together. And I'm all right with that because, with what I had before, even when you're a bitch, I like it. But when you're not, it's a sweetness like I've never tasted."I think I just barfed in my mouth over how cute this shit is. I mean, really? Can you be any more realistic and romantic? Realistic and romantic don't fit together unless it's put together by Tate Jackson. Goddamn man.
The serial killer also adds to the intensity of the whole situation and the last few chapters were crazy. As in crazy crazy. You would not expect that person, wow. Definitely worth reading!
♕ The Gamble (Colorado Mountain #1) ♕
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Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA. She nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorise and she hadn't taken her first breath!).
Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana but has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus she has been blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her posse is loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write.
Kristen was raised in a house with a large and multi-generational family. They lived on a very small farm in a small town in the heartland and existed amongst the strains of Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).
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