Synopsis
Julia
Boyd has dated more than her share of jerks, and she’s done even pretending to
like them. Putting her dating life on hold and focusing on her event planning
career is a much safer bet for the blue-eyed blonde…until she meets her
newest client.
Organizing
the opening for an art gallery should be a breeze for Julia, but gallery owner
Alex Holt is becoming very distracting. Tall and muscular with enough charisma
and sexy dimples to make Julia swoon, Alex could be the perfect man. The two of
them click immediately, creating enough witty banter to ignite sparks.But just before flames of passion can erupt with Alex, Julia begins planning an engagement party…and learns the groom is Aiden, the man who broke her heart years ago. When Aiden admits that he still has feelings for Julia, everything changes. Should she seek shelter in the familiarity of the past, or should she risk everything on a brand-new love?
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My Review
Julia is an event planner, and has had enough of the dating
world. She’s putting her head into her career where it’s much safer, or so she
thinks…. Until she meets her newest Client Alex, the owner of a Gallery. The only thing is Julia and Alex already know
one another, and there is more than just a friendship brewing between them.
With their easy banter and flirting or is it just that? Julia enjoys her time with Alex they can talk
and have fun working together and outside work as friends. Sure Julia Finds
Alex amazingly hot but she can’t cross that line, not when her Best friend liked
Alex and maybe had a thing with him before she moved.
So Julia and Alex meet up at Fox’s and Alex has beat her
there and already ordered for her, so Julia being the sassy ass she is orders a
martini instead. Then she gets down to business and sets some ground rules for
the two of them.
“ You stay in your dance
space and I’ll stay in mine for the time being. Second, and more importantly,
this isn’t a date.”
With the rules laid out the spent the night getting to know
each other and it went well, by the end of the night Alex walked Julia to her
car, She said “ Thanks so much for meeting me, I had a great time tonight.” They
shook hands and Julia got in her car. To hear a light knock on the window…..
“I’m in your dance
space, he says faintly.” “I see that. Are
you going to ask me to dance?”
From there on out Julia and Alex became something more than
friends, and they made heads turn. They also had their far of problems to deal
with when it came to a certain ex of Julia’s and a close Family friend’s daughter
that desperately wanted what she couldn’t have and was making life hard for
Alex and Julia.
So what do you do when your past won’t stop haunting you? Do
you believe you are still stuck there with in that same shame or past negativity?
Or do you push through? This is what Julia is asking herself more often than
not and thanks to that pesky ex that won’t disappear……
Julia and Alex have a party at his house for his niece one
of the guest leaves a fowl taste in Julia’s mouth, as she sits a bad mouths
Julia to the other guess as Julia isn’t even there. So as Julia isn’t paying
attention so is hit in the face with a ball. Thank goodness Alex’s sister comes
into help.
“Julia, don’t worry
about her. She’s been trying to get her claws into Alex for a while, but he
wants nothing to do with her. Trust me when I tell you that I have not seen my
brother this happy in a long time, and that’s all because of you.”
I have to say I’ve maybe given to much of the book away
already, and I don’t want to spoil it for anyone but I really loved these
Characters and getting to meet them Playing it Safe, is a fun care free down to earth read about
letting go and moving on and trust. I give Playing it safe 4.5 stars
Excerpt
Turning into one of the far rooms of the gallery, which is
almost like an alcove that only a few people can fit in at a time, I finally
spot Alex.
Alone.
Just me and him in this tiny space.
He’s dressed impeccably, as usual, in a pinstripe suit and a
light blue dress shirt that perfectly accentuates his eyes. He’s not wearing a
tie again, but that’s good for me because I get to look at his throat while his
Adam’s apple bobs up and down while he talks. I know I’m being ridiculous, but
something as insignificant as that is so very sexy to me in a really hot guy.
“What are you doing in here all by yourself?” I ask him
before bringing the glass to my lips to take another sip. “Are you hiding or
something?”
He smiles and ever so smoothly brings his line of vision
down my body and back up again, but not before lingering a moment too long on
“the boys.”
I knew it! Alex is a tits man, and I feel so vindicated it’s
not even funny. In my head I’m doing the Running Man to the tune of
Salt-N-Pepa’s “Push It” and giving myself a pat on the back.
“Why would I be hiding?” he asks.
“I don’t know, why would you be hiding?”
“Why do you care if I’m hiding or not?”
“Why do you answer every question with another question?”
Alex takes a step forward, and there he goes again crowding
my personal space, but I’m standing my ground this time. He raises an eyebrow
at my stance and says, “Maybe I like getting you all worked up.”
The double meaning in that is so not lost on me, and just
like that, we went from zero to sixty in no time at all.
“Maybe?” I ask innocently while gazing up at him.
“Now look who’s answering with questions.”
His masculine chuckle resonates through me, making my toes
curl while he takes the upper hand again. I seriously cannot keep up with this
much longer. I’m either going to throw him against the wall and rub myself all
over him like a slutty cat on a scratching post, or I’m going to douse myself
with a bucket of ice-cold water.
“For your information, I’m not hiding . . . at least not
from you,” he explains. “Just like the quiet sometimes.”
“Huh. Always figured you for the type that was into parties
and shit.”
“That would imply you’re thinking about me,” he says without
missing a beat.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
He takes a step forward and moves to my side to leave, but
not before ducking his head closer so that I feel his warm breath fan across my
ear. “That’s a good question. Are you ready for the answer?”
And then he’s gone, disappearing behind me back into the
gallery’s exhibit, while I ponder what just happened, kind of pissed off that
the son of a bitch just answered me with another goddamn question.
About the Author
Barbie Bohrman was born and raised in
Miami, FL and ultimately moved to the Garden State where she currently resides
with her husband and two children. Life, and all that comes along with it and
having long since given up on her dream of pursuing anything in the writing
world, a prologue contest in a book club garnered her interest enough to throw
her hat in the ring to see what, if anything, would come from it. From that
contest came the roots of her debut novel, Promise Me. When she is not writing
you can find her trying to get through the 1000+ books on her Kindle, or
watching Lost or Seinfeld.
Twitter: @barbie_bohrman
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