Monday, November 19, 2018

REVIEW: Cocksure by Shiloh Walker




Title: Cocksure
Author: Shiloh Walker
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 19, 2018





Sabrina
He’s the cockiest bastard I’ve ever met and I mean that with all the affection and adoration in the world.  I’ve been in love with him for years, and not just because of those intense blue eyes or that slow smug smile that promises to make all your dreams come true. I’ve seen what lies under that smile and his cocksure attitude. It’s enough to make me melt.

Not that I’d ever let him know.  Not only is Luke Cochran one of Hollywood’s up-and-coming movie stars…he’s also my boss.  I’m his personal assistant and have seen all the women who come and go in his life.

I don’t even hold a candle.  But a girl can dream…right?

Luke
Sabrina is one of the sharpest, funniest, kindest people I’ve ever met. Sometimes, I think I’m taking advantage of her, but I seriously cannot cope with my hectic lifestyle without her to keep me on track.

Of course, my life just got totally knocked off track.  One of my sisters called.

They need me back home. My mother is sick and the last thing I can think about is the promotional tour I’ve got coming up.

Sabrina’s coming with me.  She’s the only person who can keep me focused and centered in a time like this. Besides, my family adores her. And it’s just a quick visit. My mother is tough.  She’ll be alright.

But then something happens that knocks me for a loop and when my mother tells me that all she really wants in life is to see her kids happy and settled down, I do the stupidest damn thing ever and announce that Sabrina and I are in love.

Now I’ve just got to convince my best friend to play along with me and act like she’s my fiancĂ©e and we’re stupid in love.

No big deal…right?

WRONG.

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For all the crap that went down with #cockygate earlier this year (and it was pure crap and totally awful), this book is a bright spot to come out of it (I'm not touching the actual scandal here, I won't get into it...I'm just sayin). I never thought I'd be happy for that woman's actions (not that I am, because it royally ticked me off), but it brought me this book so...I'm glad things worked out in the end. 

So, with that said, I loved this book. I loved Sabrina and Luke. I loved their friendship and their chemistry together (once they actually got together). Prior to starting the book, I was wondering how the fake relationship would come about, and I liked how it went down. 

And let me just say, I loved the moment of truth moment Luke had near the end with his mom. She was no fool. Just sayin. 

I'll admit, that this book delved into things that I wasn't expecting. That's not a complaint, just a comment. I didn't expect Luke's past. I didn't expect that once I started. Obviously he had secrets, it was mentioned early on, but I didn't expect what they really were until later. 

I really liked Luke's family. I loved his siblings and mom. She was awesome but not annoying. So often in books, the mother or grandmother is great in small doses but then becomes overwhelming and annoying. Luke's mom wasn't like that. 

I think of of my favorite lines in the book was where Luke and Sabrina were talking about family and Luke told her that because she didn't have a family, he wanted to share his with her. And that's why he started going back to visit them. 

“You said once that you would have loved it if you had a big family,” I said, staring hard at the door. “Somehow, you’d gotten me to talk about something or other that had happened when I was a kid and you got to laughing so hard. A little later, you were sitting there, all quiet, then you looked up at me. I’d already known about your parents. Your mom had been dead for a while. You only had Kelly. And you just told me, simple as that, You should go see your family, Luke. I can tell you love them. I would have loved it if I had a big family, a bunch of people I loved, who loved me. You shouldn’t take it for granted.”
She sniffed. “So, you can listen to reason.”
“I made you go with me for a couple of reasons,” I said, the ground under me uncertain, even though I was sitting down. I rubbed my thumb over the back of her hand, focusing on how soft her skin felt.
“Yeah?”
I made myself look at her. “You wanted a family. I wanted to share mine.”

I'll also say that I was glad that she really made him work for it after things went bad between them. I hate it when the heroines give in too quickly and fall at his feet. This book was definitely awesome and a must read!













My mouth had a mind of its own and before I even realized what I planned to say, the words were already out there. “I’m wondering if you’ll taste as good as you feel, Sabrina. As good as you smell.”
She swung a wide, shocked gaze my way.
She was still gaping at me when the doors opened—a soft, bell-like tone announcing our arrival—to an elegantly discreet entryway. Across the hall there was a double set of mahogany doors, flanked on either side by fresh vases of flowers that probably stood close to five feet from their bases to the very tips of the tallest blooms.
Nudging Sabrina’s shoulder, I said, “The doors are open.”
She snapped her jaw shut and turned stiffly. She exited the elevator just before the doors would have glided shut. I followed her, blowing out a slow, deep breath.
She unlocked the doors and pushed them open, standing aside for me.
I gave her a hard look. “After you.”
Sabrina cocked a perfectly shaped brow at me.
We’d had this argument a hundred times, probably more.
“My mom would kick my ass if she knew I was letting a lady open doors for me,” I told her.
“Equal rights.” Sabrina gave me a toothy smile. Then she jingled the key in my face. “And I already opened the door.”
She had a point. Grumbling under my breath, I moved into the sprawling apartment and put the two suitcases down. Neither of them were heavy. Both of us knew how to pack light and over the past few years, Sabrina had worked on training me to be as efficient as her.
I wasn’t even close.
But she had tried.
She came in right after me, closing and locking the doors, then catching her carry-on and sailing past me.
I let her, sauntering after her.
She took the bedroom I’d known she’d take—the closest one—smaller, with a western-facing view that offered a look at downtown and the Ohio River as it rolled off toward New Albany and beyond. As she put her luggage on the bed, I leaned a shoulder against the doorframe and studied her.
The poppy-red dress she wore framed her upper body like a dream, cupping her breasts and offering them up in a fashion I couldn’t help but appreciate. The bodice ran close along her torso before flaring out at her hips. I wanted to ease her onto the bed and push that skirt up, up, up, baring her so I could see the flesh I’d only felt, so I could taste her, then watch as I filled her.
Her cheeks were flushed.
She fumbled with her business bag.
She knew I was watching her.
I waited to see what she’d do.
Finally, she stopped pretending she didn’t know I was there and turned to face me, hands clenched into fists at her sides.
“Do you need something, Luke?” she asked, her voice businesslike and brisk.
“That’s a loaded question, Ina,” I said, taking a step into her room. “You sure you want me to answer it?”
Her mouth parted and she licked her lips. I don’t think she even realized she’d done it.
I decided I was right a split second later when she clenched her jaw and fixed her mouth back in that polite, businesslike smile. “I’ve already got quite a bit to get done tonight, so unless this is important…”
I closed the distance between us, sliding an arm around her waist.
She sucked in her breath, going silent.
“I do want something,” I said, pressing my mouth to her ear. “I want you naked. I want you under me. Over me. In front of me. On top of me. I want you kneeling on my face so I can eat your pussy or bending over in front of me so I can fuck you. Any way you want to give yourself to me, that’s what I want.”
She was shaking now.
I caught the lobe of her earlobe between my teeth and bit down gently.
“But the final decision is up to you. I’m going to my room. You come find me if you want me.”
Walking out of that room was the hardest damn thing I’d ever done.




Shiloh Walker is an award-winning writer…yes, really!  She’s also a mom, a wife, a reader and she pretends to be an amateur photographer.  She published her first book in 2003. Her latest suspense, The Doubted, released in May 2018.

She writes romantic suspense and contemporary romance, and urban fantasy under the name J.C. Daniels.



 





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