Title: Dating Roulette
Author: D. Kelly
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: July 9, 2019
Bexley
Seven Dates.
Seven chances to win my heart.
It’s not hard –
Don’t put ketchup on your eggs.
Don’t wear tasseled loafers.
For the love of all that’s Holy, don’t ogle the waitress.
See? Simple…
Yet no one can get it right.
Tristan
Dating Roulette.
It’s Bexley’s game.
Correction - it’s
her life.
A constant rotation of dates.
You might get one; you might get seven.
No one has ever gotten to eight.
There’s only one rule –
Don’t commit a dating sin.
I’ve watched for years and bided my time.
Now, it’s my turn to play.
And I play to win.
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I absolutely loved this book. I'm such a sucker for the friends to lovers trope and for the roommates trope, that when I got the chance to read this, I couldn't say no.
One of the things that I loved most was how long Bexley and Tristan have been friends. They meet when they were young teenagers and immediately became friends. They'd been through a lot together. Tristan knew Bexley better than anyone. Her philosophy on dating was interesting...No guy had made it past 7 dates. I loved that Tristan wanted a chance. He wanted Bex for himself and got her to promise to last 7 dates, no matter what.
One of the things that I loved most was how long Bexley and Tristan have been friends. They meet when they were young teenagers and immediately became friends. They'd been through a lot together. Tristan knew Bexley better than anyone. Her philosophy on dating was interesting...No guy had made it past 7 dates. I loved that Tristan wanted a chance. He wanted Bex for himself and got her to promise to last 7 dates, no matter what.
Tristan (and Bex) came up with some pretty interesting dates. I loved that Tristan wanted to make things special for her. And things were definitely steamy between them. They had such amazing chemistry. It was quite literally off the charts.
Obviously, there's going to be some drama, and it's something you're able to see coming. I was glad that it wasn't drawn out and that things were resolved in a satisfying way.
This is my first book by D. Kelly but it definitely won’t be my last!
She pulls her feet away, tucking them beneath her, and props an arm on the
back of the couch. After brushing a wayward curl from my forehead, she meets my
eyes again. “What is going on in your head tonight? Talk to me, Tris.”
“I’m trying.”
“Start with telling me why you made me promise not to date without talking
to you first.”
Reaching forward, I caress her cheek, and she leans into my touch. “Date me
next.”
I use the tone she calls
the commanding one, and her eyes dilate. Fuck . . . it really does turn her on.
How did I never notice that?
“Tristan, that’s a really bad idea.”
“Why?”
“Why? For starters, you’re my best friend.”
“Exactly.” I weave my fingers into her hair, and she moves closer to me.
“If it doesn’t work, we’ll be fine, I promise. I won’t let this get in the way
of our friendship.”
“You say that now but—”
I bring my finger to her lips to silence her. “No buts; we’ve been through
so much already. We can handle seven dates.”
“You’re assuming you’ll make it to the seventh date.” As I smile, she
gasps. “That’s why you made me promise.”
I’m about to lay all my cards on the table. “Yes. Bexley, I want my chance
to win your heart.”
Her eyes close for a long moment, but my hand is still at the base of her
neck, my fingers entwined in her curls. “I’m scared, Tris. What if you do
something that’s a deal breaker?”
“That’s always a possibility, but if I do it in the first six dates, you
have to let it go. If I do it on the seventh, well, that’s a risk I’m willing
to take, I suppose. Either way, nothing is going to come between us. Nothing.”
The air snaps between us. This has become a defining moment in our
relationship, but it’s one I think, deep down, we both knew was inevitable.
“Would tonight count as our first date?” She still hasn’t opened her eyes.
“That depends. Do you kiss on your first dates?”
Her eyes finally snap open, and I’m met with a lust-filled gaze. Damn, I’ve
never seen this look on her, but now I don’t ever want to see her without it.
“Sometimes, I do.”
“Well, if you want a kiss good night, then we can count this as our first
date. Otherwise, tomorrow can be our first date.”
The rise and fall of her chest becomes noticeable as her breathing
intensifies. She squirms, and I realize she’s turned on. Part of me wants her
to say no, this isn’t our first date, because I’d love for it to be special to her.
But another part of me wants to take her mouth with mine and kiss her until
morning.
“Are you a good kisser?” she whispers, inching even closer to me. Bexley
watches intently as I lick my lips ever so slightly, moistening what I want to
give her.
“I’ve never had any complaints, but there’s always a first time for
everything.” I cup the back of her neck and pull her closer to me—so close,
she’s only a whisper from my lips. “It’s your call. What do you want to do?”
She moves forward and presses her lips tentatively against mine. In the
course of every relationship, there is a make-or-break moment, and this one is
ours—I feel it to my core as her apricot scent envelops me. I’m a lost cause.
“First date it is,” I whisper against them before wrapping my free arm
around her waist and pulling her even closer.
D. Kelly, author of The Acceptance Series, The Illusion Series, and standalone companion novels Chasing Cassidy and Sharing Rylee, was born and raised in Southern California. She’s a wife, mom, dog lover, taxi, problem fixer, and extreme multi-tasker. She married her high school sweetheart and is her kids’ biggest fan.Kelly has been writing since she was young and took joy in spinning stories to her childhood friends. Margaritas and sarcasm make her smile, she loves the beach but hates the sand, and she believes Starbucks makes any day better.
A contemporary romance writer, D. Kelly’s stories revolve around friendship and the bond it creates, strengthening the love of the people who share it. For all things D. Kelly, you can visit her website: http://www.dkellyauthor.com
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