It's not that the book is poorly written or that the plot isn't interesting. In fact I loved the plot! I just wish the author would have taken the time to let the reader "get to know" the characters a bit more. As it stands, it comes off a bit rushed.
Noah Harper, who has just come home from his 10 year stint as an Army Ranger, just cannot stop thinking of the young girl he left behind. The girl who is now a beautiful and sexy woman.
Tennyson "Tenn" Sharpe was just a teen when Noah left for the Army. Even though her heart was broken, it didn't stop her from sending him letters every chance she got. After all, she had fallen in love with him.
Tenn could never have imagined how much those letters meant to Noah. How they kept him going all those years. Nor could she ever believe that he had fallen in love with her.
I know what you thinking. Where's the proverbial monkey wrench??? Are you ready? Noah's little brother is Tenn's BFF, and that seems to make it difficult for the two love birds to make a move. If their relationship doesn't work out, things could get a bit sticky.
Without giving amy more away, I must say that there is some "Adult" action in there. It's just a little on the PG side for me.
If your just getting into Contemporary Romance's with a little nibble, then Morning Light may be just right.
Squeezing by with 3 of 5 stars
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Morning
Light
A Day of
Pleasure
Book 1
Cora Cade
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-61921-537-5
ASIN: B00C4U6MJ2
Number of pages: 82
Word Count: 25,000
Cover Artist: Lyn Taylor
Book Description:
His
toughest battle is ahead—the battle for one woman’s heart.
During Noah Harper’s ten years as an Army
Ranger, Tennyson Sharpe’s letters were his lifeline. With each mail call, the
bright and vibrant girl of his youth slowly became the woman of his dreams.
Now he’s home—and he’s in hell. The
problem? Tenn is his little brother’s best friend. Claiming her risks all kinds
of collateral damage.
Tenn is getting nervous. Since Noah came
home, they’ve been circling each other, neither willing to risk the status quo.
It’s time to kick things up a notch and make a play for the man she’s loved
since she was sixteen—before someone else does.
Dressing to impress works better than she
could have dreamed. After a scorching interlude leads to a steamy morning
wrapped in each other’s arms, reality comes crashing down. Shining a
devastating light on Tenn’s deepest fears…and forcing Noah into scramble mode
to convince her forever was always on his mind.
Product Warnings
This book
contains some serious foreplay in the great outdoors; stand-up sex with a hot,
stand-up guy; and a wounded Army Ranger who’s determined to leave no heart
behind—especially the one belonging to the girl of his dreams.
Excerpt: Copyright © 2013 Cora Cade
All rights
reserved — a Samhain Publishing, Ltd. Publication
Moving down the stairs
from the apartment to the pub below, Noah heard the distinct sound of someone
cussing up a storm. He quickened his pace to reach the door separating his
living space from his workspace and gently opened it.
There, standing on top
of his immaculately gleaming mahogany bar, stood Tennyson Sharpe in her bare
feet. All five feet two inches of her. She was on her tiptoes, reaching for one
of the light fixtures with one hand and a light bulb in the other. The stretch
caused her white, fitted tee to slide up her belly and expose a sliver of
summer-tanned skin.
She stuck her tongue out
at an angle—in concentration, he supposed. As she twisted the used bulb from
the fixture, she uttered a soft, “Gotcha.” The final motion to remove the bulb
caused her to dip forward on her toes and lifted her jean skirt higher, offering
a delectable view of her plain white cotton panties.
Noah instantly hardened
at the sight. He’d been in lust with this girl since she was sixteen to his
nineteen, and after ten years apart he was finally home. And here she stood,
flashing him the sexiest view he’d seen in years. He leaned against the
doorframe and watched the scene unfold, never happier to have given her a key a
few months back.
As she placed the fresh
bulb in the fixture, she stretched again. Her whole body lengthened, straining
to reach the fixture. She was all tan limbs and womanly curves. Her body was at
enough of an angle that he could see her breasts tight against the fitted tee,
but more importantly her cute behind as she placed both palms on the bar to hop
down from her perch. As she braced herself she lifted her perky behind and
flashed him.
The curve of her sex
flashed before him as those white panties intimately hugged her. In a flash,
both feet were planted on the floor and she was picking up the used bulb from
the bar, then slipping her sandals back on. Time to turn around and head back
upstairs before she caught him with a full-on erection and he embarrassed
himself.
Noah eased the door shut
and sprinted back up the stairs as quietly as he could, hoping to give himself
a few moments to calm his erection before she unceremoniously showed up in his
apartment for their breakfast plans.
He needed a cold shower
before they left or he’d never survive the meal. He was going to have wet
dreams about her white panties for weeks to come.
Stripping off his jeans
and plain black tee, he dropped his clothes where he stood and snapped the
bathroom door shut as his apartment door opened.
“Noah?” Tenn heard the
shower start as she closed the door behind her. Well, that was unusual. Noah
was nothing if not prompt. Ten years as an Army Ranger kind of beat that into
you. She rapped on the bathroom door with a knuckle. “Hey, are you alive in
there?”
“I’ll be out in minute.
Got a late start to the morning. Give me five.”
She glanced down and saw
a pile of clothes. Strange. Noah was also one of the neatest, cleanest people
she’d ever known. His place was always immaculate, with nothing out of place.
Let alone a pile of clothes tossed by the bathroom.
Now she was starting to
sweat. Did he have a girl here? Had she interrupted the morning-after? Shit.
That Amber bimbo had been making a play for Noah ever since he’d come home. And
if she was in this apartment right now, Tenn was going to die of embarrassment.
Right after she beat Noah to death.
They had plans. Even if
they weren’t the romantic kind, they were definitely plans. They’d had Sunday
breakfast as a standing date since his return from overseas. And he’d never had
a woman here.
Who was she kidding? He
had every right to get freaky with anyone he wanted. She was just the trusty
sidekick, the platonic friend who was always there. Like a lapdog.
Picking up the clothes,
she folded them and set them on the back of the couch a few feet away. The
apartment was neat as a pin and pretty spacious, as far as it went. It was an
open floor plan with only two separate rooms off the main living area, the
master bedroom and the bathroom. Everything else was one large, airy space.
From this angle she couldn’t see into the bedroom and was half-afraid to know
if someone was still in his bed. Warming it for him, so to speak.
Deciding she needed to
know, she took a step toward the bedroom after picking back up the stack of
clothes she’d set down a moment before. It was a perfect excuse to check out
the situation. His dirty clothes needed to be tossed into the hamper. Right.
She was about to fully
push open the bedroom door when Noah yelled, “Hey, Tenn. I left my clothes out
there. Could you grab them for me?”
And before she could
whip around and not look guilty he popped his head out of the bathroom door. As
she turned in his direction, she could only see a portion of his upper body,
with the rippling muscle and just-now-fading tan from his time in Afghanistan,
but it was enough to stop her dead in her tracks. The man was masculine
perfection and her panties got a little wet looking at him.
“Oh, did you want these?
Um, I was about to put them in your hamper.” Belatedly she whirled around and
held up the clothes in question. “I thought they were dirty.”
For a moment he looked like
he blushed. Really? “Sorry, I wanted to take a quick shower before we headed
out and I tossed them on the floor in my rush.” He reached out a hand and
beckoned her forward.
She was going to combust
before she reached him. Not only was the man deliciously muscled, he still
dripped from his shower. His dark hair, cut in a military-style buzz, glistened
in the morning light. Eyes the color of the ocean on a sunny day, clear and
crisp-blue, tracked her progress. She cleared the edge of the couch and his gaze
skated down the length of her body, snagging on her legs before coming back to
her face.
Once within reach of the
bathroom door heat crept up her neck and face when she realized Noah stood
naked on the other side of the door. His body was positioned so she could only
see a naked hip and the curve of a well-defined ass, but it was obvious he
hadn’t bothered wrapping a towel around his waist before popping his head out
the door.
She dropped his clothes
before he could get a grip on them and they fell to the floor with a soft
impact. Unbelievably, as she bent to retrieve the clothing, her face flamed
even hotter in embarrassment.
About the Author:
Nestled away in a small town in Ohio,
Cora Cade spends her days adding steamy books to her library, snuggling with
her four rotten dogs, and debating the finer points of life with the dear
husband.
When she's not tucked away with a book
you can find her tapping away on her laptop. With coffee. And music.
Web:
www.coracade.com
Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/coracade
