Friday, August 26, 2016

Review: Bedded Bliss by Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott

Title: Bedded Bliss
Authors: Cari Quinn & Taryn Elliott

Source: ARC
Release Date: 8.22.16

A hot night in Vegas is just what the rockstar ordered... until someone ends up married.
Michael Shawcross is living the dream, opening up for his idols, Oblivion, on his band Warning Sign’s first tour. Until an overzealous fan goes too far and his hard-partying ways catch up to him in the form of an ultimatum from his manager, Lila Crandall. 

Clean up your image—or else. 

Single mom Chloe Adams is in Vegas for a rare girls’ night out. She wasn’t ever supposed to be attracted to another rockstar. In fact, she’s in rockstar rehab, and the cure for her addiction definitely isn't a sexy, smart-assed guitarist with wicked fingers. 

She never expects to accidentally end up his wife. Or to have her new husband suddenly decide that she’s the solution to all his problems. And surprise…he’s happy to show his appreciation in a number of interesting, inventive ways. 

Pretending their marriage is real might just be the hottest proposition she’s ever been given. 

But what happens when a lie becomes the truth? 
BEYOND OBLIVION - A Rockstar Romance full of sexy fun set within the world of our Lost in Oblivion series! You never know who you'll see show up in the books. 

Chloe moaned. Why couldn’t she move?
Had she ended up with another Johnson sleeping with her again? Jinx wasn’t usually the cuddling type, but Ivy liked to spoon sometimes. She grunted and tried to wiggle free.
Was Ivy groping her boob? Okay, that might require a conversation about personal space. And seriously when had Ivy become close to two tons? She opened her eyes and immediately slammed them shut. Too bright.
Not good.
So not good.
Just how much had she guzzled last night? And her mouth tasted like death. Thank God it was Sunday. Obviously, she didn’t know how to handle Vegas.
A groan dented her personal flogging. Not a girl groan.
“Oh, fuck.”
No. No. No.
She squeezed her eyes shut so tightly that sparklers started going off behind her eyelids. She didn’t. She wouldn’t.
Flashes of bodies grinding in a dark room tightened her throat.
You can do it. Open your eyes. Big girl panties, goddammit.
Was she wearing panties? She wiggled her legs.
Sweet peaches, she so wasn’t.
Chloe forced herself to open her eyes and look down. Definitely not the shirt she’d been wearing last night. Was that Dave Grohl? Why had her boobs had grown at least two sizes?
Because a male hand was cupping each of them like she was his own personal rock wall.
She suppressed another moan when the man’s hands tightened. His thumb flicked over her nipple and it responded instantly.
“Oh God.”
He groaned and pushed up her shirt. “Round two?” he asked in a fuzzy mumble.
“Round none!” She kicked out and connected with something before she scrambled up against the headboard.
“Fuck me.” The man curled into a fetal position.
Dark hair and naked shoulders. Was that a tattoo? Was he naked under the sheet?
She didn’t wait to find out. She leaped off the bed. Not her hotel room. This one was bigger with only one bed. A lake-sized mattress with tangled white sheets.
She was going to be sick. She lunged for the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it before she skidded in front of the toilet. Her stomach revolted until there was nothing but dry heaves shuddering through her.
“Are you all right?”
No, she wasn’t all right. She’d awakened in a strange hotel room with a strange man. She gripped the edge of the bowl, frowning as something clicked against the porcelain.
She pulled shaking fingers away and flushed, then stumbled to the sink.
Her eyes were bloodshot, her pupils absolutely huge. Blindly, she fumbled with the faucet, causing another clink of metal against metal. She stuck her head under the spray to rinse away the sick.
She needed eight toothbrushes and a magic eraser for her brain.
Actually, not so much on the erasing because she couldn’t remember a damn thing.
How had she ended up here?
Why couldn’t she remember?
Where the hell was her phone?
Auto-pilot kicked in as she pumped soap on her hands. Metal clicked against metal. She still had on Snake’s ring. She couldn’t seem to take it off, but she’d moved it to her right hand.
That was only one hand.
Something flashed on her left hand.
On her ring finger.

Chloe's an independent single mother who's life revolves around her son, Axl, and doing what's best for him. She doesn't have a lot of people she can count on, and its hard for her to rely on someone else for anything. She's no stranger to the lifestyle of a rockstar and doesn't plan to get caught up in it again. But when she's in Vegas, out with her best friends, and able to act like the woman she is without worrying about her child, all bets are off. 

Michael's not looking for any sort of commitment, he's never thought he'd get married. He's out to have a good time and enjoy his life though.  When he eyes a woman in the crowd at the concert in Vegas, he knows he'd do anything to end the night with her, but he doesn't expect to wake up hungover with a wedding band on his finger. But when he does, he can't find it in himself to let his wife go either.  

Chloe's got a lot to work through from her past, she has some trust issues among other things and she knows it was a mistake to marry a guy she hardly knows, but when things start going wrong and life is getting tough, Chloe turns to her 'husband' and asks for his help, after all their marriage is part of what started her latest troubles.  

I love the banter between these two, the push and pull, Michael wanting to make a real go of things because he sees something in Chloe he never expected, and Chloe not wanting to screw up her life or her son's.  The journey for these two moves along quickly, and its easy to see how well they fit together and how they are bonding more each day.  Their growing connection and feelings is shown through their actions and thoughts with each flip of the page, and though it's a quick read and the story isn't slow paced, their relationship change is a gradual buildup and truly fitting for them. 

Michael's childhood and relationship with his mother and father had deeply affected him, even if he didn't realize the extent of it.  When he's doing daily things with Chloe and Axl, he can feel the change in himself, that want for it to be real, for them to be his, to continue living this life with them by his side and eventually adding to it. 

But it wouldn't be a rockstar book if there wasn't some sort of problem, so of course there's a few hiccups along the way. I love how these little twists come out and how Michael has to decide how to handle them, what his best option will be.  In the end, these two are able to overcome their pasts, bumps in the road and figure it all out, together. 

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