Review & Excerpt Tour - Perfectly Paired By Lexi Blake
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Iam a huge fan of Lexi Blake books, so when I heard about Perfectly Paired I was thrilled!. I was even more thrilled when I got the chance to read this book early. The minute I could I dived into this book and I loved it !.
In this book we follow Tiffany and Sebastian and I loved these two together. At first they seem like complete opposite but as we get to know them , as we get to see them together its obvious to see that they were just absolutely perfect for each other. I felt like the romance was just perfect , Lexi Blake writes excellent romance in her books, seriously the moments that Lexi Blake created between Tiffany and Sebastian just have you rooting for them to be together no matter what happened. There was never a dull moment in this book, once I started it I could not put it down. This book was just fantastic.
Perfectly Paired is a sexy , fun , thrilling , addictive, heartwarming story . I cannot wait to get my hands on what Lexi Blake writes next, I know its going to be fantastic. If you love all these things in your books I suggest you get a copy .
RATING
5/5 STARS
5/5 STARS
EXCERPT
Damn
but she was a beautiful woman. She was also something he needed to keep his
hands off of. No matter what Big Tag said, he did not date women he worked
with.
He
didn’t really date anyone. He played with subs. When the need got too great, he
found a partner for a brief time. He didn’t sleep with anyone. He fucked, and
that was starting to get very old. Empty.
“So
you said something about house rules?” Tiffany leaned forward, her elbows on
the bar. “Are these housekeeping rules or like big bad Dom rules?”
“I
don’t suppose I differentiate.” He couldn’t let those big eyes of hers soften
him up. It had almost happened at her apartment. When she’d stood up after he’d
spanked her and there had been tears running down her face, his impulse had
been to reach for her. He’d wanted to draw her in the way he had that night
when she was drunk and she’d cried on his shoulder. He’d wanted to smooth back
her hair and promise her everything was going to be all right, that he could
fix things for her. It was a path that was sure to lead to discomfort for her
and humiliation for him. “I prefer a clean living space. I don’t like for
things to be messy. I expect that you will keep your things in their proper
place.”
Because
no matter how hard he tried, he could still trip. The legs he now walked on
were only a year old. He’d spent the first two years in a wheelchair.
The
Garden’s Wheelchair Dom.
He
still wasn’t completely comfortable in the prosthetics.
“I
can try,” she said with a frown. “I’ll be honest, I’m not the world’s biggest
neat freak.”
He’d
been able to tell that from the state of her apartment. It had been cluttered,
a bit dusty. With the exception of her easel. That had been perfectly taken
care of. He rather wished he’d taken the time to ask to see her art.
He’d
seen one painting that night he’d taken her home. It had been a painting of
three laughing girls, the swirling colors so vibrant he could hear them
giggling as they splashed in a puddle on a rainy day. The figures had been more
impressions than photographic reality, but he’d known what she was trying to
convey.
“If
you cook I’ll clean, and the other way around.” He’d started a list in his head
on the long drive. The drive that would have been considerably shorter had they
left at the proper time. As she’d sung along to sugary pop songs after she’d
changed his radio, he’d sat and considered how to proceed.
With
caution. Lots and lots of caution.
“I’m
not the best cook in the world,” he continued, “but I can manage. Most nights,
of course, we’ll be eating at Top as our training sessions for the new
restaurant will last long hours, but I would prefer to eat breakfast here
rather than skipping the meal or picking up fast food. Eric made sure the
fridge was stocked with a few items I requested.”
“Breakfast.”
She gave him a little salute with her free hand. “I can manage that.”
“In
addition to our duties at Top, we will now be taking on the additional task of
appearing to be a long-term D/s couple, and we need to talk about what that
should look like.” Another thing he’d been thinking about ever since that
moment the trap had closed around him. “You know you probably could have gotten
us out of this assignment. It’s much more difficult for the Dom to say no. The
sub always holds the power. Is there a reason you didn’t use yours today?”
“I
didn’t want to,” she replied simply. “I don’t have a full-time Dom and I
thought it would be interesting to see what that’s like.”
Was
she thinking at all? “You know nothing about how I function as a dominant
partner.”
“And
now I do,” she replied. “You like rules and schedules and you tend to be very
fair.”
“I
can be quite exacting in my standards.”
“I
can be quite flexible,” she shot back as the sexiest smile crossed her face.
“I’m serious about that. I can still do the splits and everything.”
“You’re
far too reckless, Tiffany.” He didn’t appreciate recklessness so why was she
like a siren calling to him? If he listened, he would end up wrecked.
“You’re
far too uptight, Sebastian.”
NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog int eh world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.
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