Buy link/ Moment of Impact/ Dreamspinner Press
Collin Fitzpatrick was raised by a devoutly Catholic
mother with some odd rules on how to keep her kids on the straight and narrow.
Even away from his mom, his family and the church, Collin still feels strange
expressing himself in certain ways. He never really thought about another guy
in that way until he watches his roommate and best friend Tanner one night,
alone in their dorm room, in the dark.
In just one night, everything changes, and while
Collin knows how he feels about Tanner, he doesn’t want to share it with anyone
outside the confines of their safe space in their room. Collin’s fear of what
their friends and his family will think and unwillingness to acknowledge what
Tanner is to him causes strife between them, and just when Collin figures out
Tanner is worth it, worth whatever the outcome may be, an accident forces his
hand.
I was quickly engrossed in this story, the
characters were thankfully flawed and relatable. There was a lot of content,
just the right balance of tension and angst, and a whole lot of passion. I
especially enjoyed the awkwardness Collin displayed in the beginning. Between
his upbringing and his inexperience you would expect him to fumble his way
through early on, and that is exactly what he did. Stivali is a new Author for
me but I was really amazed with her writing chops. She has this ability to draw
you into the story and the lives of these characters, get you rooting for
Collin and Tanner, hoping they learn to navigate their new found romance.
Definitely a must read… short, sexy and steamy, too
short! But thankfully, the next two books are teased at the end so I know there
is more to come, just not soon enough.
Buy links, Moment of Impact: DSP | Amazon US | Amazon UK | Amazon UA
Karen Stivali is a prolific writer, compulsive baker and chocoholic with a penchant for books, movies, and fictional British men. She’s also the multiple award-winning author of contemporary and erotic romances. Her lifelong fascination with people has led her to careers ranging from hand-drawn animator, to party planner, to marriage and family counselor, but writing has always been her passion. Karen enjoys nothing more than following her characters on their journey toward love. Whether the couples are m/f or m/m, it’s guaranteed that Karen’s novels are filled with food, friendship, love, and smoking hot sex—all the best things in life.
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Excerpt
Don’t blow this. Not now. Not when he’s right here. So close. So… Forcing myself to move, I reached out and clutched at his shoulder. His skin was smooth, warm. I pressed my fingers into his flesh with enough force, he flinched. His gaze darted to mine, wary.
Swallowing hard, I willed myself to maintain eye contact. “I didn’t think I wanted that, until I met you.”
Tanner’s gaze raced back and forth between my hand, which was still gripping his shoulder, and my eyes, which felt like they were about to bulge out of my skull. I couldn’t blink. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Do something. Say something.
Then his mouth crashed into mine.
I like kissing. I always have. Even though I wasn’t super into any of the girls I’d been with, kissing was the one thing I still enjoyed. Warm mouths, wet tongues, moving together. It felt good. I seriously thought I’d done some decent kissing in my life.
I was wrong. Tanner’s mouth on mine for one fucking second proved to me that what I’d done before might have looked like kissing, might have felt like kissing, but was like the frozen french bread pizza version of kissing. Nothing like the real thing.
Nothing like this.
His tongue swept into my mouth, hot and velvety. His hand gripped the back of my neck, tugging me upright. Everything fell away. Disappeared. The whole world was this one kiss. I could have drowned in it and died happy.
Tanner pulled away, breathing hard, his forehead pressed to mine. The room spun like a carnival ride.
“You okay?”
His voice sounded lower than usual. Deep and gravelly. I gave a shaky nod, and he tipped his head back, looking at me.
“You sure?”
“Yeah.” My heart beat double time as I realized he still had his hands on me. And he was still naked. And I was probably harder than I’d ever been in my entire life. Jesus.
“We can stop.”
“No.” That wasn’t what I wanted. Not at all. “I just… I mean… we’re roommates. What if this doesn’t work out?”
Tanner’s lips pulled into a grin so sexy my brain turned to oatmeal. He rubbed the back of my neck. “So, one kiss and you’re already thinking about what happens if we break up?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know.”
“Let’s see how we feel after another kiss.”
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