Monday, 3 February 2014

Keep Me by Faith Andrews- Blog tour and review

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Sexy, tatted up, underwear model Marcus Grayson is every girl’s dream—or more likely worst nightmare. He’s a player, a self-proclaimed bachelor for life, and he’s got no problem living up to his man-whore status. But when his older sister’s friend comes back from the past, he may just have the chance to turn some of his adolescent fantasies into reality.

Tessa Bradley is a self-sufficient, take-no-bull, single mother—well, now she is. Finally rid of her abusive, alcoholic ex, she’s making a new life for herself and catching up with old friends; the ones she was forced to break ties with because of her controlling husband. When she runs into Marcus, her friend Riley’s once-adorable turned smoking-hot little brother, she has no idea how he’s about to rock her world. 

You wanted me then, now you can have me. Just promise you’ll Keep Me…

There are also 2 giveaways further down the post. 

One tour wide and another one where 1 Girl With Books fan will win an e-book copy of Keep Me provided by Faith Andrews! 

My Review- 


Now if this isnt an opening line I dont know what is.......

I, Marcus Grayson, am a man-whore. How did I know this?

“Marcus M. Grayson, you’re a man-whore!”

See what I mean? 

Set in a dual POV this book tells of Tessa and Marcus in an amazing friends to lovers story. 

Tessa has recently come back to her home town after the breakdown of her marriage. With her she brings her adorable little baby boy Luca and she is determined to make a fresh start away from her controlling, abusive ex husband. The restraining order is is place and he's finally gone to rehab to battle his demons with the drink and Tessa is ready to go back to her old life. 

Luckily her good friend Riley (who is also Marcus' sister) is willing to look over the fact that once Tessa met her hubby and got married she stopped making contact. She saw Tessa's husband for exactly what he was and knew that he was stopping Tessa being the person she was. 

Life is looking good for Tessa, she has got herself a lovely new little house for her and Luca, she has her friend back, and best of all she has managed to find herself an amazing job. 

And on the morning of her first day she happens to run into Marcus in the coffee shop. She hasnt seen Marcus for years, and with him being Rileys younger brother she never really noticed him before......till now. Marcus is now a hot as hell tatted up model!! 

Marcus has always had a crush on Tessa, even as a 13 year old kid he would look forward to her visiting his sister just so he could see her and have a little perve..... 

Only now he's in his 20's.....and a bit of a tart. He has never been in a relationship. He jumps from woman to woman, never sticking around till morning and certainly no going back for seconds. He takes the piss out of his friends who settle down and brags about all the tail he's chasing and catching. He will openly admit he has only ever loved 2 women in his life......his sister, and his late Mom. 

But theres something about Tessa....he wants her. But since he has a way of working his way through this sisters friends which eventually leads to them never speaking to Riley again he has promised not to go there with any of her friends again. 

But the attraction is mutual......Tessa knows that she should stay away, she needs to think about getting back on her feet without a man and securing a life for her and Lucas, and Marcus knows he should stay away too as he cant cope with the shit he'll receive if Riley loses another one of her friends through Marcus' whoring ways. 

But with one kiss she blows his mind, he starts imagining a relationship with her, he wants more. He's thinking stuff he has never thought before.....he's willing to become Daddy to little Luca, he's willing to be in it for the long haul. 

“I can give you what you need. And you…you’re everything I never knew I wanted.”

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The only thing is they need to deal with their 3 major issues before they can have their happily ever after- 

The sister
The past 
The ex

My thoughts- 

I loved this book. I picked it up one evening after work and didn't put it down till I finished it. Even held my kindle in my right hand while I ate my tea with my left! 

It was a fantastic story that kept me hooked all the way through, everything from the friends to lover scenario, to the dramas they encountered. 

The characters were so real and enjoyable. Tessa was an amazing lead female character, she was down on her luck, had endured hell at the hands of her ex husband but yet she wasn't a broken victim. She was feisty and fierce and so protective of her son. 

Marcus was laugh out loud funny at times and his point of view was brilliant. 

And the best part was the story although a complete story for Marcus and Tessa was left open for Riley. 

I'll be buying it on release day! 

5 stars! 

Buy links- 

Playlist for Keep Me

  • Love Somebody – Maroon 5
  • Blurred Lines – Robin Thicke
  • Crash Into Me – The Dave Matthews Band
  • Empty Promises – Hollywood Hangover
  • Everything Has Changed – Taylor Swift
  • Run – Matt Nathanson
  • Laid – James
  • Classy Girls -  The Lumineers
  • So Easy – Phillip Phillips
  • All I Ever Wanted – Airborne Toxic Event
  • Sometime Around Midnight – Airborne Toxic Event
  • Bride & Groom – Airborne Toxic Event
  • Bonfire Heart – James Blunt
  • Come to Me – Goo Goo Dolls
  • Still Into You – Paramore

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                              Here is a little except for you- 

                              “Slow down! You’re going too fast!” I screamed over the revving of the engine and the breeze that had picked up the pace of a tornado. My demand came from a place of pure morality, but if I had to be honest, I was absolutely loving the exhilaration.
                              “Hold on, baby,” he shouted over his shoulder.
                              And I did. I wrapped my arms in a vice-like grip around his middle and dug so tight I could feel the ripples of his chiseled abdomen underneath the cotton of his pullover. Instead of decelerating, he twisted the throttle and revved the gas. I braced my head against his back and closed my eyes, preparing for an inescapable collision. Everything about Marcus Grayson was reckless and he was taking me down with him.
                              I stayed glued to him for a while, until I felt the bike start to slow and veer off to the right. We hadn’t even reached the bridge so I didn’t know why he was exiting the expressway. “Where are we going?” I spoke in his ear.
                              “You’ll see.”
                              He pulled off the expressway and took on a slow, steady pace as he eased his way through the winding streets. At each traffic light, he let his hands fall from the leather-fringed handlebars to tangle his fingers with mine. It felt so intimate, so natural, to be with him this way. Though we didn’t speak, many unspoken words were being said.
                              When we came to a stop at a secluded spot off a cobblestone path, I gaped at the magnificence of our surroundings—a quiet, serene sanctuary nestled in the heart of the busy, bustling city. “Where are we?”
                              He lifted the helmet from his head, shaking out his hair, just like the director had instructed him to do on the shoot. Marcus was always on, playing the game. I hated to think I was just a pawn.
                              He did that thing where he could read my mind again. “Stop thinking. Just come here.” He spun himself around on the bike so he was facing me. With a gentle tug at the straps, he undid my helmet and hung it on the handle bar opposite his.
                              “Marcus, what are you. . .”
                              “Shh…” he placed a finger over my mouth while his other hand combed out the knots in my hair. His eyes never left mine, even as he inched closer to me, closing the small distance between us on the seat of the bike. “I’ve been thinking about doing this all week.” The desire radiating off him was maddening. His pupils were so large and dark, I could almost see myself in them. This man was intimidating. Holy shit—it was the craziest turn on.
                              “What? Straddling me while straddling a Harley?” I started to laugh, my nervous twitch of a coping mechanism, but his lips quickly silenced mine. His tongue ravished my mouth, hungry for more of what we’d started last weekend. I, too, had been thinking about this all week. Even though I tried to avoid it, pretend it hadn’t happened at all, I only made it worse. Now I was starved for what I denied myself. The soft, throaty vibration of the motorcycle beneath us wasn’t helping things either.
                              “Marcus, please.”
                              “Please what?”
                              I wanted to say please stop. Tell him this was wrong. That we couldn’t continue stealing moments like this. But the way he growled out his question had me responding with a different answer. 
                              “Please . . . touch me.”
                              “Fuck, Tessa. I thought you’d never ask.” His hands slid under the tight hem of my skirt, gliding the fabric up so it bunched at my hips. I arched back against the seat rest and allowed his fingers to travel where they wanted to go. When they found their way inside my damp panties, I was already trembling in anticipation of his touch.
                              “Where do you want me to touch you exactly?” he teased.
                              Forcefully, and without shame, I placed a hand over his and pressed it hard against my sex. “Here. I want you to touch me here.”
                              His gaze found mine again, his breathing deep and heavy, his eyes dark as coal. “You’re fucking incredible, Tessa.” His lips crashed down over mine again as his fingers pushed aside my panties and slipped into me slowly. The sensation of his rough, deft fingers inside my body and the humming engine against my sensitive flesh caused me to writhe in sweet agony. As I rubbed against his hand and the leather of the seat, I leaned into our kiss as if I could swallow him whole.
                              “Mmmm, Marcus.” I quietly moaned against his mouth as he inserted another finger inside and circled his thumb against my throbbing clit.
                              “Come for me, pretty girl. Come undone for me.”
                              His words ignited the fire tugging at my core, aching to be released. Clenching the seat behind me for support, I lifted my hips off the bike and allowed his fingers to finish what they’d started. It was unnerving how much control he had over me, and how easy it was to give in. It was something that frightened me because of my past, but at the same time liberated me from all the things that always held me back. Never in a million years could I have placed myself in this scene, fooling around on the back of a Harley with Marcus fucking Grayson.

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