From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cathryn Fox comes the first in the hot new Blue Bay Crew series that follows the sexy, blue collar Owens men who take over their family’s construction business in the small town of Blue Bay, CT.
Summer Wheeler is on the run. Hiding from the men who killed her father, Summer is on her way to her childhood cottage in Blue Bay when she runs into Sean Owens, the forbidden bad boy from her past. After giving him a fake name, she gives in to one steamy night with him, never expecting to see him again.
Sean isn’t sure why Summer is pretending to be someone she’s not, but he’ll play her game if that means he can indulge in one of his oldest fantasies – a night with Summer. He’s shocked to see her when he returns to Blue Bay, and even more surprised when Summer offers him a job renovating her old family cottage. Hot workdays turn into hotter nights, but when Summer’s secret catches up with her, she’ll have to decide if she can trust Sean with her heart—and her life.
Demolished nails the perfect combination of emotion, scorching intensity, and a touch of suspense that will draw readers to this fantastic new series!
About the Author
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cathryn Fox is a wife, mom, sister, daughter, and friend. She loves dogs, sunny weather, anything chocolate (she never says no to a brownie), pizza, and red wine. Cathryn has two teenagers who keep her busy and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. When not writing, Cathryn can be found laughing over lunch with friends, hanging out with her kids, or watching a big action flick with her husband. She is the author of the Blue Bay Crew books, including Demolished.
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Cheeseburger halfway to my mouth, I sink farther into the crispy vinyl booth and glance at the diner door for the hundredth time. Relax. He doesn't know where you are. I suck in a quick breath and exhale slowly to calm myself, then tear into my meal like it is the first of the day, which, of course, it is. No time to eat when you're on the run from Southern California to Blue Bay, Connecticut.
I dip my greasy fry into the ketchup and toss it into my mouth, my stomach rebelling after being hollow for so long. As I chew, I do another slow sweep of the near-empty establishment, avoiding eye contact with the sleazy guy in the corner who keeps staring at me over the rim of his tumbler. I can't help but wonder if he's the Dick in "Dick's Driving Inn and Diner" on Route 5. Talk about the perfect name for a seedy, out-ofthe-way hotel.
The sound of rusty hinges groaning in protest draws my focus and my gaze flies back to the heavy wooden door in time to see it swing open. It hits the wall with a thud and my heart jumps into my throat when I glimpse the tower of solid muscle walking into the place like he owns it. No way. I blink, sure I'm hallucinating. But when I open my eyes again, there is no mistaking the man darkening the doorway. Sean Owens. Blue Bay's poster boy for authority issues, and the man who put the "O" in Owens. Not that I know that firsthand. I don't. But what I do know is he's the toughest, roughest guy from my childhood, and lethal to me in entirely different ways.
I swallow my fry, and drop the grease-soaked bun onto the plate, my attention now on the beautifully sculpted face that I'd recognize even if I hadn't been watching him on the motocross circuit for years with my dad — before his death six months ago. Would Sean recognize me, too? I sure as hell hope not. After overhearing my ex-boyfriend on the phone, and discovering my life is in danger, I have no idea who I can trust. My father's warning words ring in my ears — Trust no one.
But this is Sean Owens. Blue Bay's hottest, sexiest motocross racer who always circled me in a bubble of safety when I was a kid.
Dressed in a leather jacket that had to be custom made to fit those broad shoulders and hewn muscles, he rakes thick dark hair from his face, those big strong arms of his gaining my attention. I remember those arms, the way they'd pulled me from the water when I'd nearly drowned.
My focus moves to his mouth, to lips that quirk at the waitress as he walks up to the bar and throws one solid, jean-clad thigh over the stool. He moves with a grace a man his size shouldn't possess. Unable to tear my gaze away, I look him over. His hair is too long. Unruly. Like him. And those lips. God, those lips. I once felt them moving over mine, but at fourteen years old, when he was giving me mouth-to-mouth, I was far too young to appreciate them fully. After that near-drowning incident I followed him around like a lovesick puppy. But being two years my senior — a hot, legendary troublemaker who tore up the side streets on his motorbike — I could never catch him.
He drops down onto the stool, a tense, restless energy about him, as he orders a beer. It arrives, and he takes a long pull from the bottle, gulping it back like he's had a hell of a day. I can relate. The bottle hits the bar with a thud. He twirls it, then slowly raises his head like he senses me staring. Heavy, pensive eyes turn on me, and a bolt of heat rushes through my body, lighting up every erogenous zone along the way.
What the hell? How can I be aroused at a time like this?
I look away and bite into my soggy hamburger, even though my appetite has long ago raced out of the diner. As my throat tightens, I swallow and reach for my soda to wash down the lump.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
A body shadows my table. I glance up to see the creepy guy from the corner standing over me. He takes a swig from his tumbler, and moves closer. His stale breath falls over me, and my gag reflex kicks in.
"No, I'm good," I say, swallowing again in an effort to keep my dinner from making a second appearance.
He sways, the amber liquid in his glass spilling over the sides. "Come on," he insists, his voice slurring. "Let me buy you a drink."
I gesture toward my soda. "I already have a drink." I let my hair fall forward to avoid eye contact, and silently will him to leave. It doesn't work. The shadow over my table grows, thickens, claws at me as he rocks against the brass ledge. Metal table legs shift on the grimy floor and I cringe as the sound goes right through me. I continue to ignore him but he still doesn't get the hint.
"Yeah, but a pretty little thing like you should never drink alone."
A stool squeaks, followed by heavy motorcycle boots thudding on the cracked and pitted floor. The sound of each stomp roars like a souped-up two stroke in my ears as Mr. Sex in a Leather Jacket winds his way around a few tables. An intoxicating scent of the open road and something uniquely Sean permeates the air with each determined slide, chasing away the foul scent of whiskey and sadness.
Sean stops behind the man, towers over him. "Take off."
"Wha —" The guy turns, stumbles a bit, and squares off against Sean. Clearly alcohol has impaired his judgment. Either that or he has a death wish. Not that I think Sean will deck the guy. The fight wouldn't be fair, and while Blue Bay's toughest bad boy has trouble written all over him, I don't take him for the kind of guy who likes to play dirty. At least not outside the bedroom.
Stop thinking about Sean and sex.
A muscle in Sean's jaw ticks, so tense I fear it could snap out of place. "I said take off."
Stale breath grumbles, "I just got here, man."
Even in the dimly lit bar, I can see Sean's green eyes darken.
"And now you're leaving."
The creep's gaze bounces back and forth between Sean and me like he's some kind of bobblehead. "What, is she with you?" Sean's gaze slides to mine and holds. Dark. Dangerous. Sensual. "Yeah, she's with me."
The guy shifts from one foot to the other and glares at Sean. Sean stands deathly still. His big hands, one still holding a beer bottle, sit idle at his sides — a contradiction to his predatory stance, the tightness in his jaw. A wild wolf poised to pounce.
The creep must realize the danger before him. He turns, grunts something unintelligible and slinks back to his stool.
"Thank you," I murmur and lower my head, hoping Sean will take the hint and walk back to the bar. He stands there, silent for a long agonizing minute, towering over me like six feet of pure testosterone. My stomach flutters at the weight of his gaze.
Lost? No, but I can get why he's asking me that. I'm dressed in my usual work clothes — all I could grab at a moment's notice — and this establishment is one up from a dive, a place I wouldn't normally frequent. All the more reason for me to stay here. Never in a million would my ex think to look for me at Dick's Driving Inn on Route 5. Yet here is Sean — his body broken and scarred from years on the circuit — hovering close and making me feel safe, yet vulnerable, a mixed bag of emotions that is confusing my thoughts. As a frisson of nervousness prowls through my blood, I lift my head, meeting his crotch face on.
"Ah ... no. Not lost," I manage to get out. Damn, way to sound convincing. But how the hell am I supposed to pull off composed when I'm staring at his package, which just happens to be bundled tightly in worn jeans that hug him in all the right ways. A garbled noise sounds in my throat and I disguise it with a cough and lift my head, forcing my eyes to his.
Pull yourself together, girl.
He scrubs his chin, and I like the sound it makes. In fact, I like everything about this guy. Always have. He stares at me for a moment, his gaze dark, scrutinizing. Something flashes in his eyes. Is it recognition? As a sliver of dread takes hold, I shift in my seat, the vinyl crackling beneath my backside. I glance heavenward and give a silent prayer. Please don't let him remember me. Not that I think he, or anyone in Blue Bay will recognize me now, which is one of the reasons I chose the seaside location as a hideout — that, and of course, the key to the cottage was in a lockbox Dad had given me months ago. Heck, it's been thirteen long years since my family and I summered in the once sleepy town, and I'm no longer the gangly little pigtailed blonde with sun-kissed freckles. Well, that's not entirely true. I still have the freckles. But my hair has darkened over time and my once lanky, boylike body has grown curves. Today I'm the antithesis of that young girl, completely unrecognizable to the townsfolk — to Sean.
After Mom's death, the winter just before I turned fifteen, Dad and I boarded the place up, locking years of fond memories behind lumber and nails. We never talked about the place, yet Dad couldn't bring himself to sell it. Now, with limited funds and resources for survival, I'm glad that he kept it in the family.
Sean shifts his stance to catalog the room. I almost breathe a sigh of relief when my face is no longer inches from his crotch. Almost. Because now I'm one-on-one with his ass, and oh what a perfect ass it is.
"You don't sound too sure about that," he says, his voice deeper, more grown up, despite his strikingly boyish good looks.
"Positive," I counter, injecting more assurance into my voice as I drag my focus from his perfect backside. "I'm just passing through on my way to catch up with an old girlfriend."
"She's a girl and a friend, I'm not ..."
He grins and takes another long pull from his bottle. A drop of beer forms on his mouth, and he swipes his tongue over his bottom lip. My thighs quiver, and it's all I can do not to spread them and tell him to take me already.
"Yeah, I'm just passing through, too," he says.
Chances are he's on his way to another motocross event. Good. Right now I don't need the distraction of Sean. Not when my life is in danger. No, right now I need to hide out, and figure out where my father hid a ledger that my ex Jack wants so badly he's willing to hurt me for it? Jack is a United States naval officer and served under my father for years, and he has way more resources and connections than I do so I really shouldn't be talking to anyone, or drawing any kind of attention to myself. By rights, I should end this conversation with Sean right now, get in my truck and drive straight through the night until I reach the boarded-up cottage.
Sean leans closer, crowding me. "Is that your truck out there?"
"Ah, why?" Does he need a lift or something?
"Just asking." He shrugs, his gaze dropping to my mouth. He fixates on it as his voice slides across the shell of my ear, the heat behind it speaking volumes. O-kay ... Obviously I should have gone with the something, because clearly it's not a lift he's after. No, what he wants from me is far more intimate, and teases parts of my body that have been dormant for too long. Yeah, that's right, dormant. Closed off. Inactive. Total hibernation.
The truth is, I've dated Jack for six months — he practically lived at my condo toward the end of it — but we hadn't been intimate in a long time. I'd wanted to break it off. Tried to break it off, actually. But he clung, refusing to let me go. He must have sensed my restlessness and impatience with the relationship; otherwise he wouldn't be ready to "apply pressure to get the ledger once and for all." His words, not mine — ones I overheard during a private phone conversation he was having with God knows who. I have no idea where that ledger is, or what information it contains. All I know is I need to keep a low profile and find it before he does. Even though my dad's death was ruled an accident, my gut tells me otherwise. If Jack is willing to hurt me to get answers, what the hell did he do to my father?
At first it stung to learn that Jack had been using me all this time. But as soon as I clued in to what "apply pressure" meant, fear quickly overrode pride. Perhaps the hurt, the betrayal, and fear are the reasons I'm so affected by Sean. Or perhaps it's simply because this is Sean.
Images of me between the sheets with the stack of muscle towering close, his protective hands shaping my body as he reacquaints those sensuous lips with mine rush through me. I tremble. Why shouldn't I go for it? Why shouldn't I forget about the real world and lose myself in him for a few short hours. I ignore the million reasons clanging around inside my head, and stare at his big hands as they push his hair from his forehead, a familiar habit.
"Yeah, it's my truck," I finally say.
"You're a long way from home."
I freeze for a second, then relax. My license plate says California. It doesn't mean he knows me. "Like I said, I'm on my way to visit an old friend."
"Kind of a big truck for a small girl to drive halfway around the country, don't you think?"
Yeah, I do. Too big and too noticeable. But I had no choice. My car was in the shop and my father's truck was the only thing available when I needed to flee.
"I like things big," I shoot back, not really sure why I'm going on the defense, but as soon as the words leave my mouth, I scramble to get them back. Good God, why don't I just come out and tell him that I want to have sex with him, I silently scoff. Like he doesn't already know. I've been eye fucking him since he walked into the place.
The corner of his mouth quirks and a dimple forms. Oh, that dimple. So ridiculously sexy I can barely stand it. "Oh, yeah?" He leans down and whispers against my temple, bathing my skin in warmth and sensual awareness: "Want to get out of here? Go someplace and get something decent to eat?"
His soft words melt my body and brain, not great at a time when I need to think with clarity. My survival depends on it and I have no idea who I can trust.
This is Sean.
I'm not naïve enough to believe it's a decent meal he's after, and as fight-or-flight instincts kick in I take in his raw strength, revel in the energy arcing between us. Heat floods my core, but my brain yells at me to say no.
"Yeah, okay," I murmur, shocking myself. A one-night stand is so uncharacteristic of me. Then again, I've been doing a lot of things I've never done before.
I make a move to get up, but he cups my elbow and pulls me from my seat. My body molds against his, and his warmth envelopes me. I sag into him, a false sense of comfort overcoming me, something I haven't felt in the last six months, ever since my late father handed me a metal lockbox containing a huge amount of cash, the key to the Blue Bay cottage, and fake identification ... just in case.
Just in case what?
I didn't ask. Didn't think to. Danger isn't a part of my world. I'm a chiropractor, for God's sake. The only threat I face comes in the form of a malpractice suit, and that hasn't happened yet. How could my father possibly think I'd know what to do when faced with danger? I've never walked in his shoes, don't even know the rules.
That's why my first instinct was to run after hearing my life was in danger. I didn't know who to trust or even if I'd be safe going to the police. My ex has a lot of connections, so I just bolted and headed for Blue Bay. Is it possible my father hid the ledger somewhere in the small town? I'm not convinced, since we never talked about the cottage after boarding it up, and it was far too painful to return. But for now, until I can figure out my next move, it's the safest place I know.
"You okay?" he asks, his breath hot, distracting against my neck.
I study him. God, he is so beautiful. Dark eyes framed by thick lashes, a square jaw dusted with a day's worth of stubble. A hint of a tattoo flirts with the base of his collar, and I feel a tug low in my pelvis. Tough. Rough. The epitome of maleness. Pleasure unfurls inside me.
"Yeah, sure." I try for casual and extricate myself from his arms, but instantly miss his warmth, his big arms around me.
He pulls me back, and his erection presses against my stomach. My sex clenches so hard I'm sure if I squeeze my legs together I'll orgasm. I muffle a cry of pleasure, aching for him to touch me, to slide his hands into my panties and make me forget the real world for a few hours. I suck in a breath, shocked at the intensity of my responses.
His eyes never leave mine. "Then let's get out of here."
My pulse pounds at the base of my throat. Leaving with him is stupid. Reckless. But after running for days, who could blame me for wanting to feel comfort in his arms, to feel safe for just one night. It isn't rational, or smart, but fear is causing me to do unwise things, like fall into bed with a boy from my past when I'm on the way to a town where no one knows my name.
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Table of Contents
1. Title Page,
2. Copyright Notice,
4. Chapter One: Summer,
5. Chapter Two: Sean,
6. Chapter Three: Summer,
7. Chapter Four: Sean,
8. Chapter Five: Summer,
9. Chapter Six: Sean,
10. Chapter Seven: Summer,
11. Chapter Eight: Sean,
12. Chapter Nine: Summer,
13. Chapter Ten: Summer,
14. Chapter Eleven: Sean,
15. Chapter Twelve: Summer,
16. Chapter Thirteen: Summer,
17. Chapter Fourteen: Sean,
18. Chapter Fifteen: Sean,
20. About the Author,
21. Copyright Page,
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Love the characters in this book. When you can experience a wide range of emotions while reading a book you can tell it’s a great one.
Demolished is a hot & sexy romance with a dash of mystery. I love the heat Cathryn Fox creates between Sean & Summer. The story is exciting & I love all the family members, especially Grams. Demolished is the first book in the Blue Bay Crew series & I can't wait to read more. I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.
A very hot, sexy start to a promising series! Summers life is turned up side down but her chemistry and long time attraction to Sean can not be denied. Even living under a pseudo name with lies racking up, the relationship is hot and heavy with deeper feeling sneaking in. The story grabs your attention and keeps you hooked as the summer fling flames and the mystery gets more in depth. Sean is a big strong Alpha who takes care of his own. His personality is a bit explosive and a little scary sometimes. Summer is very secretive and keeps her troubles to herself. She's harder to connect to but keeps the story rolling.
Demolished Great interactive book that I couldn't put down until I was done. ( next book)
This is a HOT new series by Cathryn Fox! Demolished is the first book in the Blue Bay Crew series and I'mvloving the Owens men. Summer Wheeler is on the run and doesn't know who she can trust or if getting close to anyone will put them in danger from the men who killed her father. Keeping her identity hidden and hiding out in her childhood cabin only makes sense until Sean Owens shows ups and tears all of her defenses down and won't take no for answer. I was given an ARC from the author/publisher. All conclusions are mine and mine alone.
So much to LOVE. The first book in this new series Demolished is a great read and I cant wait to get better acquainted with the Owens brothers. I personally like alternating POVs and this book is written from both Summer ( Jenna) and Sean's POV. There are a lot of themes going on this book, loss, love, regret, fear, intrigue....something for everyone. The chemistry between Sean and Summer is explosive, the family ties are strong and story moves along at a great pace.
Summer Wheeler is on the run and headed back to Blue Bay where she spent part of her childhood because her dad may have hidden something there to explain why he was killed. On the way she runs into the one man who meant so much to her and the one she could never forget and was her protector growing up, Sean Owens. Even though she uses a different name and runs around looking for something and tries to keep her secrets, Sean is still her protector along with the rest of the Owen boys as they come back into town. What starts as a one night stand turns into a causal (yea right) fling and can it turn into something more? This is a wonderful and explosive start to a new series by this author and I cannot wait to see what comes next or should I say who. Which Owen brother will fall in the next one? **Received this ARC for review from the publisher via NetGalley**
Add Demolished to your TBR list right now! Book 1 of a new series from Cathryn Fox, one of my favorite storytellers has brought us yet another set of drool worthy, lip smacking good, bad boy brothers and a couple of cousins who live in the tiny seaside town of Blue Bay, Connecticut. Onto the show. The story starts with Summer on the run fromJack, her ex running into Sean Owen, the oldest of the brothers and the ultimate bad boy who left home to join the world of Motocross. He's basically retired due to so many injuries and is on his way back to Blue Bay, summoned by his Gram as were the rest of the boys because their Dad has died. Someone needs to step up and run the family business. Like Sean, all the boys left home and their heavy handed father when they were of age. Summer's parents owned a cottage in Blue Bay and while her Dad was at sea, she and her Mother would stay there for the summers. It's there she met Sean. At 14 years old, she had a serious crush on the boy who was a bit older than her. Summer is running, the death of her father 6 months earlier, overhearing a phone conversation with her live in that he'll get the ledger that her father hid by any means necessary and that has Summer, now a chiropractor cancelling appointments, grabbing a lock box she found and a couple of keys and making a beeline to the place no one would look for her. After her mother died there, she and her father boarded up the cottage and never went back. That was 13 years ago. She meets Sean at a dingy diner in some small town and they have a steaming one night stand. She flees in the morning. She denies who she is, even though he knows it's her. When she arrives in Blue Bay the cottage is in disrepair but doable and she needs to hire some help to make the necessary repairs. Going into town for groceries she's in the checkout line and who walks in, but Sean. Surprised to see her there, she's got fake ID her dad had made for her in case she needed it. So she pushes that name on him, even though he knows. When she learns that he'll be fixing the house up for her, things heat up quick. This book overflows with steamy scenes and there isn't a place that's off limits including front yards and closets at her job. Must be the sea air that gives this guy his drive because he's definitely got lead in his pencil. Not much has changed in town, the town cop still has it in for Sean and all the brothers, making his life miserable. Summer gets a job waitressing at an eatery in town and Gram has her over for Sunday dinner. The ice cream shop is still there and the cottage is packed with memories for Summer. Sean knows that Summer is hiding something from him, it bothers him that she doesn't trust him enough to share and her angle is she doesn't want to endanger him and his family. She slowly tells him things, but he never gets the whole story from her. Makes him angry but he doesn't press her. After his fathers memorial service, couple things pass between the two and when he wakes up in the morning she's gone. He thinks maybe she's gone to work but his radar tells him different. After a few calls he knows she has left town and he and his tribe spread out looking for her. He finds her when after she's had an accident on the road. While he's talking sense into her, Jack shows up with a gun aimed at him and Sean isn't letting him near Summer. Jack's a jerk hat clearly the few words he utters makes that apparent. When the youngest of the brothers shows up and takes
3.5 Stars! Demolished by Cathryn Fox is a friends to lovers romance, with an intriguing twist. This is the first book from the author's brand new Blue Bay Crew series, and it can be read as a standalone. Summer Wheeler's life as a chiropractor in southern California is no longer her own. She is on the run. Her former boyfriend is after her because he believes she has something that can put him behind bars for a long time. So Summer quickly and quietly heads back to the small coastal town of Blue Bay, where she spent many happy years of her childhood. The small cottage where she used to live needs a lot of work, and Sean Owens volunteers to refurbish it for her. Sean has recently returned to Blue Bay, along with his brothers, to manage their late father's construction business. Sean was a successful motocross racer before his father's passing. Summer and Sean crushed on each other way back when, and now they have their chance at lust and love. This book is replete with scorching sex in the shower, a storage room, and on a mattress in the yard. The plot is quite interesting, even without the many sexy times. Sean is an alpha both in and out of the bedroom and his commanding ways are both seductive and protective. Overall, this is an erotic romance with a happily ever after that will leave a smile on your face. Complimentary copy provided by the publisher via NetGalley.
4 - "So you’re good with your hands..." Stars! Cathryn Fox starts her new Blue Bay Crew series with really great style. Demolished was a quick, sexy read, which left me eager for more from the Owens Boys. You essentially have a book full of sex with a little bit of a story thrown in for good measure here. Thirteen years have passed since Sean Owens has seen Summer Wheeler, and what initially starts out as a one-night-stand in a roadside motel, quickly turns into more, when they both realize that the other is Back in Blue Bay for the foreseeable... "Don’t worry one-night stands are my specialty." Except, Summer isn't there as Summer, and pretends to not know Sean. Something although unsure as to why, Sean goes along with as long as the sex keeps coming. I won’t lie I found this part of the story a little silly, everyone knows she's Summer but keeps up the charade, but hey it didn’t really get in the way of my enjoyment so I was happy to play along as well. "For the rest of the summer, you’re mine." As I said this was a quick read, with likeable characters and a little bit of suspense thrown in to bring about the big fall out towards the end. The Owens brothers and cousins are all that and a bar of chocolate, so I am looking forwards to getting my hands on the next book in the series; Levelled due for release in 2018.
Summer Wheeler has found herself in quite the predicament, and the only thing that seems to make sense to her right now is to change her identity and go on the run. So, she grabs a few things and hits the road, heading in the direction of one her favorite places on earth, Blue Bay, it's a magical place that holds a lot of sweet memories, and spawns a few spicy ones too. Her families summer cottage is there and will make a perfect hiding place from the danger that is lurking, but it is in need of some minor repairs. So she contacts a local contractor and gets the surprise of her life when her childhood crush comes to save the day... Former town bad boy Sean Owens has returned to Blue Bay with good intentions, and a load of guilt. He is returning home to bury his father, and take over the family business, along with his brothers. His first plan of action is to make sense of all of his father's book work, then get things up and going again, and possibly back in the black. Then his plan takes an unexpected turn when the beauty from his past comes back into his world after all these years and needs his help. She needs some renovations done to her families summer cottage, and maybe a little reno on her heart too, and Sean is the man she wants for the job! Once again I am left dazzled by Ms. Fox's words, the moment I cracked the cover on this one I was hooked, I just could not put this one down, I had to see if these two could find some common ground and maybe find love too. And I am happy to report that I found lots of good things between the pages of this one, it was mesmerizing, erotic, and oh so addictive! The instant these two waltzed back into each other's worlds, you could feel the sparks bouncing around between them, and as much as they tried to just keep things platonic, they just couldn't fight the sparks. What started just as a strings free thing, quickly became something else, something that they both needed, and never expected to find! I thoroughly enjoyed my time with these two and look forward to getting up close and personal with more of the Owens brother's very soon!! Highly recommend this one, it's sure to take you on an truly enjoyable literary escape!
As expected with any Cathryn Fox book the pages of this one sizzle. Summer and Sean have chemistry that jumps from the pages. This also has a great suspense story at the core. Summer is back in her hometown hiding out. When she comes across Sean, her teenage crush, she can't believe it and she gives him a fake name. He knows exactly who she is but decides to play along. He's never forgotten Summer and has always wanted her. If playing along gets him that he's all in. Working together renovating her family's old cottage brings them close. Then when danger turns up on her doorstep Sean realizes just how much Summer means to him. A great read and one I highly recommend.
This book was a bit of a surprise. Based off the title, cover and page count, I was expecting a fun, sexy read. I wasn't expecting it to be a romantic suspense. I enjoy a good romantic suspense and I did enjoy this one but I do think it needed more pages for it. The conclusion was just a teeny bit rushed. But, what I really liked about this story was Sean. I'm a huge fan of the possessive Hero's. He may have started out thinking Summer would be a temporary fling, but his thoughts and actions were of a man who wanted to possess and claim. I loved his protective and sweet side just as much as his dominant and possessiveness. Great read! ARC provided by NetGalley.
Demolished is book one in the brand new series, Blue Bay Crew, by Cathryn Fox. Wow, I loved this. Get ready for plenty of steam, and plenty of swoon as you meet the Owens Crew. Sean Owens couldn’t get out of Blue Bay, Connecticut fast enough when he turned eighteen. His father was more than tough on Sean and his brothers and he felt like he was never good enough. Over the thirteen years he’d been gone, he became a motocross star. Sean’s father has unexpectedly passed away so now Sean is coming back to Blue Bay. He left as the town bad boy. Now, all these years later, he wants to do right by his father and salvage his construction business. He wants to be the man his father wanted him to be. Will this small town give him a chance to prove he’s not that teenage wild card anymore? Summer Wheeler lives in Southern California and has a successful chiropractic practice. She recently lost her father in an accident. She suspects, though, that it wasn’t really an accident. Then she overhears her boyfriend’s telephone conversation. He’s looking for something he thinks Summer has, and he’s willing to do anything to get it. So Summer runs. With nowhere else to go, Summer goes back to Blue Bay where her family has a cottage on the beach. She uses an alias, Jenna Garridy, so her now ex-boyfriend can’t find her. The last stop before reaching Blue Bay, a cheap hotel and diner, Summer can’t believe who walks in, the boy she crushed on when she was a young girl in Blue Bay, Sean Owens. Only he’s all grown up now and wow did he grow up. Sean couldn’t believe it when he walked in to that diner. There sat Summer Wheeler. He was older than her when he was a teenager so she was off limits then but he had a huge crush on her. Now the age difference won’t matter anymore. Sean and Summer, aka Jenna, agree to a one night stand. But the next day when they both show up in Blue Bay, it becomes evident that there is going to be more than one night. A lot more. Summer is trying to protect Sean and his family by using the alias. If her ex finds her, they will all be in danger. As the summer wears on, feelings deepen between Summer and Sean. Sean is starting to think that he wants more, he wants forever. He knows Summer is lying about her identity. He just doesn’t know why. It’s clear she’s in trouble and running from something. If she won’t trust him to tell him the truth, is there a future for them? This book, sigh! I fell in love with Sean as well as his whole family, especially his Grandma Nellie who somehow wrangles all these men to do what she tells them to do. I think she is a big part of why these Owens men grew up to be respectful and successful. As I said before, there is plenty of steam with this one. Sean and Summer had no problem with chemistry, lots and lots of chemistry. But more importantly, though, the pull between them was so much more. I loved watching them both fall. There’s nothing more beautiful than watching an alpha man meet the woman he’s intended to be with, and letting down his guards and falling in love. I’ve only read the first book and I’m just in love with this series. The next book will be called Leveled. I can’t wait to see which Owens man meets his match next. The next book can’t get here fast enough.