At First Blush :: Review


Today I’m working along with the awesomeness of Once Upon An Alpha, in a Blog Tour for Jeanie Grey.

If you are familiar with Jeanie Grey’s work, you know it involves the paranormal…… vampires come to mind. If you know me at all, you know I gobbled up those vampire novellas.

If you know Jeanie Grey, you know she writes erotica (she’s one of the few erotica authors I read 😀 ).
Ms. Grey has outdone herself with “At First Blush”

I couldn’t put this novella down. Seriously, my kids made me lunch because I couldn’t move. I barely ate my sandwich because I was so far into being a fly on Nick’s wall.

Let me tell you a little about this story that absorbed me and spit me out feeling all tingly inside.
Serran Winters is a high school English teacher, but she does some moonlighting. In her free time she’s bestselling author Jane Garfield. While promoting her newest contempary romance she’s sent to her home town, where fate will have her meet her childhood crush Nick Enfield.

It sounds like it could be a good thing, see her old crush. Maybe chat with him a bit, find out what his feelings of her were. Under her alter ego she could have some fun, and that’s what she plans on doing when he asks her to dinner.

That isn’t how it works out though. As Jane and Nick have dinner at his house, a dinner he made, she starts falling for him again. She realizes this and wants to leave as soon as dinner is over, but Fate has a different idea. A hurricane is coming which forces Jane to stay at Nick’s house for a few days. As the novella goes on he’s falling for her too. It’s all sweet and hot. They talk about their pasts, and we the flies on the wall, start realizing there’s something more than a crush Serran felt for Nick, and find out Nick crushed on Serran too. Not only did he crush on her, he felt the same “thing” that Serran felt.
Before “At First Blush” starts getting too lovey dovey, shit hits the wall and big time! Nick finds out Jane is really Serran and feels betrayed. They have a big fight and it looks like “my” happy couple is about to end. Serran goes back to her hotel and prepares to fly out to her next tour stop. This “thing” (a supernatural connection they share, sometimes called Soulmate) that both Nick and Serran felt as teenagers isn’t going to let them both out of its grip that easily.

The novella ends on a happy.ish note. They’ve decided a long distance relationship is the best option for them.
I really enjoyed this novella, and recommend any romance/erotica lovers to get a copy.

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“There was no such thing as a soulmate. As for the intense connection…well, it must have been her imagination. There was no man who would instinctively understand her, no man who could read her mind. No man who could turn her on with just a look or a word, no man whose touch would override her reason and turn her into the embodiment of passion. And the sooner she let go of that fantasy completely, the sooner she could approach romantic relationships with a clear head and appreciate what she had instead of pining over everything she imagined she was missing.”

SERRAN WINTERS is determined to let the fantasy of Nick Enfield go. So why does she find herself asking him to dinner while on tour with her latest romance novel? Perhaps it’s because she feels safe in disguise as her pseudonym, Jane Garfield. Besides, it’s only a couple of hours…until a hurricane leaves her stranded at his house for three days.

Despite NICK ENFIELD’s deep hurt and growing bitterness since his divorce, something about the romance author entrances him from the first moment he sees her. But when he discovers she’s married, he’s determined to resist the intense attraction between them in spite of her mixed signals. If only his body’s reaction to her weren’t making it so hard to keep her marital status in mind.

At First Blush is a story about fantasy versus reality in love and romance, the nature of attraction and connection, and the reasons we choose to fight or follow our impulses.

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Nick stepped into the bookstore, slightly dazed, and blinked under the lights. The clouds had come in heavy already, dimming the sky to a twilight despite the fact that it was only four-thirty in the afternoon on an August Monday, and the bookstore was comparatively bright. It was also, he noticed, unusually busy. A line of maybe forty people snaked around and between shelves, ending at a sturdy oak table covered in stacks of paperback books. A sign was propped upright on the table, and he could just make out the words, Author signing TODAY! Odd then that there was no one behind the table. Maybe the author was late.
He glanced next at the register and saw a second line almost as long as the first.
Forget it. Between the crush of bodies and the long line for the register, it would take him ages to find a book and get out of here. He didn’t even really want to read tonight anyway. He’d much rather have a few beers and put on an action flick that would drown out the sounds of the storm.
He was about to turn around and walk back out the door when something—a shift in the air current or movement in the corner of his eye—caused him to look toward the back corner of the bookstore just in time to see the bathroom door open and a woman come out. As soon as he saw her, his heart kicked, his chest constricted, his breath hitched, and his pants got a little tighter in the crotch. Time slowed.
She had full, rosy lips, a round face, and a severe black bob that must’ve been dyed because her eyebrows were several shades lighter. The color of her hair threw into further contrast the paleness of her skin; here was a woman who probably couldn’t tan if she tried. She was full-figured, with wide hips, a round ass, and long legs. She wore a cream-colored skirt down to her knees, red heels, and a white button-up shirt with a high collar that opened in a narrow but deep V and showed a hint of ample cleavage. There was something unconsciously sensual in her movements as she strode across the store, shoulders back and chin level, making eye contact with everyone in her path and smiling as if she owned the place. He didn’t think he’d ever met a woman like her, and yet there was something vaguely familiar about her.
Unconsciously, Nick moved forward three steps. When she passed right in front of him, she was looking in the other direction. Nonetheless, he could make out the color of her almond-shaped eyes: a cornflower blue that reminded him of a summer sky in a painting of the Dutch countryside.
And then she was past him, leaving in her wake a faint aroma of vanilla and spice. He inhaled deeply, the tightness in his chest telling him he must’ve been holding his breath. His eyes followed her, and he was entranced by her sashaying hips as she threaded her way through the crowd. When she reached the book signing table, she sat down behind it.

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Jeanie Grey writes sophisticated, steamy, unconventional romance and erotica for readers who like to think. A person of relatively simple pleasures, her list of favorite things in life includes dark chocolate, foreign films, Lady Grey tea, men wearing sweaters, and curling up in bed all day with a delicious romance novel. Jeanie is the author of the Lilly Frank trilogy and Crouch and Other Short Stories. She lives in Portland, Oregon.

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3 thoughts on “At First Blush :: Review

  1. Thank you so much for participating in the tour, Mari, and for taking the time to read & review the book! I’m so excited that you enjoyed it and got absorbed in it. Big hugs!!! 😀

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