Title: Caught
Author: Erika Ashby and A.E. Woodward
Genre: NA Romance
Release Date: 20 April 2015
Photography by: Lauren at Perrywinkle Photography
There's this boy.
He kinda owns my heart.
Who am I kidding?
He owns all of me--but he's completely oblivious to it.
And I can't tell him.
Because there's this girl.
And even though he's my best friend, she is too.
Then there's me...
CAUGHT between what feels so right, yet is so wrong.
Greg
isn’t a bad looking guy. He’s not even slightly bad looking. In fact, he’s
extremely good looking with his brutish looks. But that’s the thing – he’s just
too beefy for my taste. He’s thick all over. Well, from what I can see, and
what I’ve heard, he is. Which is good for him since most people think buff guys
usually suffer from teeny weeny syndrome and they’re just trying to
overcompensate in other ways.
isn’t a bad looking guy. He’s not even slightly bad looking. In fact, he’s
extremely good looking with his brutish looks. But that’s the thing – he’s just
too beefy for my taste. He’s thick all over. Well, from what I can see, and
what I’ve heard, he is. Which is good for him since most people think buff guys
usually suffer from teeny weeny syndrome and they’re just trying to
overcompensate in other ways.
His
head is typically filled with blonde locks, but he shaved it off this summer.
Maybe it was some sort of rugby initiation or whatever weird sport he’ll be
playing in college.
head is typically filled with blonde locks, but he shaved it off this summer.
Maybe it was some sort of rugby initiation or whatever weird sport he’ll be
playing in college.
“Excuse
me, Greg?”
me, Greg?”
His
head swings my way as if he was just waiting for me to call his name. His smile
is wide and his hazel eyes are bright. He’s genuinely a happy guy. And that’s
what I like about him. That’s why I’m able to look past his player ways and
enjoy his company.
head swings my way as if he was just waiting for me to call his name. His smile
is wide and his hazel eyes are bright. He’s genuinely a happy guy. And that’s
what I like about him. That’s why I’m able to look past his player ways and
enjoy his company.
I
do a quick glance up his muscly body from feet to face. His tan, smooth-looking
legs are crossed at the ankle, reaching the other side of the truck as they’re
stretched out. The colorful, geometric print trunks fully engulf his thighs, which
is a plus. Guys shouldn’t wear more fitted clothes than I do. Then there’s his
tank top. The non-existent fabric bunches loosely in the middle of his torso.
do a quick glance up his muscly body from feet to face. His tan, smooth-looking
legs are crossed at the ankle, reaching the other side of the truck as they’re
stretched out. The colorful, geometric print trunks fully engulf his thighs, which
is a plus. Guys shouldn’t wear more fitted clothes than I do. Then there’s his
tank top. The non-existent fabric bunches loosely in the middle of his torso.
“Yes,
Quinn?” he smirks.
Quinn?” he smirks.
“Your
chesticles are showing.”
chesticles are showing.”
He
glances down and laughs. “Is that a problem?”
glances down and laughs. “Is that a problem?”
“No.”
I pop a grape in my mouth. “I just can’t stop staring.”
I pop a grape in my mouth. “I just can’t stop staring.”
He
laughs even harder and I try my best to refrain from it myself. I’m not looking
to choke on a grape as we drive down the highway.
laughs even harder and I try my best to refrain from it myself. I’m not looking
to choke on a grape as we drive down the highway.
“Make
em’ pop,” I demand as I lift my sunglasses to the top of my head for a better
view.
em’ pop,” I demand as I lift my sunglasses to the top of my head for a better
view.
“Do
what?”
what?”
“You
know.” I sit my grapes down and hold my hands in front of my own chest, moving
my hands up and down. “Make them pop, dance, jiggle. Hell, make them rain for
all I care. They have to be capable of doing something cool.”
know.” I sit my grapes down and hold my hands in front of my own chest, moving
my hands up and down. “Make them pop, dance, jiggle. Hell, make them rain for
all I care. They have to be capable of doing something cool.”
“Oh,
hell yeah. I’ve had that shit down since the seventh grade.” He straightens his
back and positions his arms in some weird flex in front of him. Then he begins
to make them pop, drop and lock it. I giggle like a little girl as I watch. His
face makes it all the better as he seems to be straining. He looks constipated.
hell yeah. I’ve had that shit down since the seventh grade.” He straightens his
back and positions his arms in some weird flex in front of him. Then he begins
to make them pop, drop and lock it. I giggle like a little girl as I watch. His
face makes it all the better as he seems to be straining. He looks constipated.
Without
any inclination, I toss a grape at his tits. And with perfect precision he
bounces his man boob just in time to deflect it. I play catch with his chest a
little while longer before finally putting my earbuds in and relaxing.
any inclination, I toss a grape at his tits. And with perfect precision he
bounces his man boob just in time to deflect it. I play catch with his chest a
little while longer before finally putting my earbuds in and relaxing.
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Foxy Rating = Five stars!
*ARC kindly provided by the authors in exchange for an
honest review
I love a good angsty new adult read and I love a friends to
lovers storyline. What I don’t really gel with is a love triangle so I was a little
hesitant when I started this book. But I needn’t have worried as once I started
I could not put it down, I was hooked!
Chace and Quinn have been best friends since childhood but
in their teens Finley came to town and became part of the trio but also Chace’s
girlfriend. Quinn has always hidden her true feelings for Chace and has learnt
to live with being the ‘third wheel’ but then on one adventurous night
instigated by Finley, the world as Chace and Quinn knew was tilted on its axis.
This book had everything going for it – the humour, the
friendship, the fracking hot off the sheets passion! It was great that the
reader was left to read between the lines and could see what the characters
couldn’t. I really clicked with Quinn, she was sassy and kick ass and
definitely someone you would want to be best friends with. Although I loved
Chace I sometimes wanted to slap him upside the head to make him see what he
should be seeing. I wasn’t a fan of Finley much but she redeemed herself in the
epilogue, so alls good.
It was good to have the differing POV of Chace and Quinn so
the reader had a clear insight of their thinking and why they did the things
they did. Even from the start I could see the pair were meant to be, as Chace
was more intimate with the way he treated Quinn than he was when effing Finley!
This is why I love friends to lovers stories, the knowing the other person deep
before any sexiness takes part just makes it all the more emotive.
As for Greg, well this guy had my heart from the start the
big lug with his sexy chesticles and when the drama happened (which I won’t
reveal here) I was in bits. Ugly crying commenced!
A brilliantly funny, sexy and poignant read about how one
chance moment in time can change everything and those around us. So fabulous I
had to hug my kindle to my chesticles when I finished! Five stars!
Being born an "Army Brat", Erika Ashby has been residing in Oklahoma the last 10 years finally putting an end to the nomad tendencies she had grown accustomed to. She's a happy and slightly crazy mother of four. She has an insane passion for music and embraces her Inner Groupie any chance she has. It wasn't until the age of 29 that she realized she also had a hidden passion for reading; before then she claimed to have hated it. Six months after unlocking that deep desire she never knew she held, she turned the key to another chapter of her life which has become the desire to write. And the rest is still history in the making.
A.E. lives in Vacationland with her husband and two children. Between her real job and writing she finds little time to enjoy life's finer things. However in the free time she does manage to steal, she enjoys spending time with friends and family, and reading. A.E. is the author of Kismet and A Series of Imperfections: Imperfectly Perfect, Imperfectly Real, and Imperfectly Bad. She is currently writing her fifth book, Working Girl.
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