Text Me, Maybe
by Jolyse Barnett
Publication Date: August 8, 2016
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Lovestruck, Romance
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New to the Big Apple, the last thing Lexie Bloom needs is to fall for two guys at once. Especially when she can’t have either. One is her personal trainer, an Adonis way out of her league. The other? A Brit Lit professor her svelte boss insists she woo for her—via text message, no less. Little does she know, the two are the same man…
Matthew Hennessey is intrigued by his shy new client at the gym. But before he gets the chance to ask her out, he discovers she’s the one crafting the flirty texts sent to him by a woman who wouldn’t know Lord Byron from Lady Gaga. To get to know her better, he allows Lexie to play her role. She may have given up on the idea of romance, but Matthew’s bound and determined to show her love is alive and well in New York City.
| 3.5 Stars Text Me, Maybe is a fun and sweet read. The characters are quite endearing. The plot drew me into this book. The story was entertaining, but at times I was frustrated by the female lead Lexie's character. Matthew is smart, sexy, sweet and completely charming. I loved his character! Lexie is kind of ditsy and at time a bit flaky. I prefer a strong female character. Overall a sweet story! |
His
gaze fell to her mouth as he grazed a work-roughened thumb across her
bottom lip. “I’ve waited so long, eons before we met.”
“You
are a poet,” she whispered, her heart filled with awe.
His
eyes hooded, he rolled her over, pinning her beneath his delicious
length, and she surrendered to his kiss, grabbing his hair and
locking him to her. Then she gave it all back and more, her mouth
moving against his, telling him all she wanted him to do with her
tongue. “I want you so
much,”
she breathed against his mouth, tilting her hips up.
I
want more.
He
lifted his weight off her.
Racy
thoughts of him sliding and sinking inside her, deep and full,
punctuated by the real-time yank of his belt and rasp of his zipper
somewhere in the darkness beside her bed had her jumping up in an
impromptu competition to dress the floor with her clothes, too. She’d
wiggled out of her boots and jeans when she glimpsed him stealing
around behind the sofa bed. “What’re you doing?”
With
a soft whooshing sound, the curtains parted, and the glow of
streetlights shone across the room in pale, revealing stripes.
“Oh,
I see.” She grinned, unable to take her eyes off his
frame—lip-smackingly nude except for his sexy silk boxers in black.
“Going camping?”
“Lot
of tent raising in recent weeks, and all because of you,” he mused.
He moved toward her and lifted a hand as if to caress her face, but
then stopped. “Maybe that’s why.”
“Why
what?”
He
scrubbed his jaw and sank onto the bed. “There’s something
important I have to tell you.”
Uh,
no. He didn’t. She just wanted this moment. “Are you married?
Living with someone?”
“No!”
She sank onto the bed beside him. “Gay?”
“I
wouldn’t be here if I were.”
“Then
whatever it is can wait. I’ve wanted you for three long weeks, too,
and I refuse to wait any longer.” She ran a hand along his bare
thigh.
“You’re
too much, Lexie Bloom.” Turning toward her, he laughed softly and
pushed her gently onto her back.
Oomph—Oh.
My.
She
bit back a moan of pleasure when he slid up and over her, straddling
her like she’d done him, her system on happiness overload as he
leaned forward, his length pressed intimately against her abdomen.
He
fondled her through the silk of her bra, caressing and rubbing, then,
as if unwrapping a gift meant just for him, he lifted her breasts
from their confines. “So beautiful,” he rasped. Dipping his head,
he took one breast in his mouth, his tongue laving and circling, his
lips pulling and sucking, his hands squeezing and molding. He went
from one to the other, as if he couldn’t get enough of either.
Take
me there.
Like
he had begun to before.
Like
she wanted him to now.
Playlist
of songs that inspired me while writing Text
Me, Maybe
Welcome to New York by Taylor
Swift
Wide Awake by Katy Perry
Fight Song by Rachel Platten
Gonna by Blake Shelton
I’ll Make Love to You by Boyz
II Men
Love Me Like You Mean It by
Kelsea Ballerini
Sugar by Maroon 5
Defying Gravity from Wicked
Heartbeat by Carrie Underwood
U Got it Bad by Usher
Die a Happy Man by Thomas
Rhett
Love You Like I’m Gonna Lose You
by Meghan Trainor w/John Legend
ABOUT JOLYSE BARNETT
Jolyse Barnett is a country girl living her happily-ever-after in suburbia with her real-life, hunky hero, two offspring aptly nicknamed Thing One and Thing Two, and a cuddly cat that sleeps 23-7. When she’s not tapping away at the keyboard or with her nose in a book, Jolyse can usually be found in her backyard dreaming about tropical escapes.
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