Thursday, October 23, 2014

Wild Addiction Blog Tour (Review+Giveaway)

I have to admit that I didn't know if I wanted to continue with this series after I read Wild Temptation. The word addiction, itself, has a strong connotation and I try to avoid at all times while reading. I continued with this one because Wild Temptation made me fall in love with the characters, despite their addictions. 

Liv is a very stubborn characters. It took me a while to actually like her because of this. She was always second guessing herself, wondering if Tyler really loved her or not! I just wanted to scream at her and say, "Dammit! Woman, are you blind?!?" However, I understand that her insecurities are part of her addiction. She made up for that with her banter with Tyler. Um, yeah, it was HOT! 

Tyler. Gosh, TYLER. I can't even explain how much I love this man (umm, I mean character?). The heat in this book was off the charts because of Tyler. He was a cocky son of a bitch but, dammit, I loved that. There were moments he was sweet too, but I didn't care much for those and this is new for me! I usually LOVE the sweet moments, but in this book I LOVED the demanding moments even more. 

Tyler and Liv are not your ideal couple, far from it, but I didn't care. They found a way to make their relationship work. There's a unexpected surprised in this novel that I thought wrapped up the novel pretty well. Now, I'm glad I finished the series because I ended up falling in love with the story even more. 

“No, you don’t. You’re impulsive and indecisive and spur-of-the-moment.” He runs his nose up my neck. His breath coats my skin in a swath of heat that sends tingles through me. “It’s what I love about you. I love it when you don’t think.”

“Because when I do, I overthink to hell.”

“Precisely.” He smiles against my skin. “So stop thinking.”

“Even if I think you’re cute?”

“Especially that.” He laughs, his hands settling against my waist.

I expect them to slide down, to cup my ass and pull me toward him. They don’t. They flatten against the small of my back and linger there. The heat from his hold seeps through the material of my sweater.

The tension zings. It bounces off him and me, colliding in the tiny space between us and igniting like fireworks on the Fourth of July.

My chest heaves with anticipation. I want his touch. Despite my earlier thoughts about the sex overriding the rest of our relationship, when we’re here, like this, so close, I can’t help but need him inside me. I can’t help but want to be so connected to him.

“There’s more to us.” The words leave me, barely audible, unintentional.

“What do you mean?” he whispers into my ear.

“Than our addiction. There’s more, isn’t there? It’s stronger than our addiction. More intense, yet just as dangerous. It’s lingering under the blanket of our addictions.”

Tyler eases one hand around my front and up my body until he’s cupping the back of my head. “Yeah. Yeah, there’s so much more than our addiction.”

I press my face into his chest as Nana’s words come back to me. “When you’re in love, you’ll know it.”

“We are so fucked,” I whisper into his shirt. “So fucking fucked.”


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