Licked release and review!!

Licked by Brooke Blaine

Date of Publication: November 11, 2015

Blurb

As the owner of Licked, an eclectic ice creamery and bar, Ryleigh Phillips doesn't have time for that love stuff. Serving up Nibble My Nuts sundaes and Drunken Sailor boozy shakes are as close to an orgasmic affair as she's had in months thanks to her expanding empire—until the night of her ten-year high school reunion.
When Ryleigh's crush, gorgeous ex-football god Cameron Mathis, comes streaking into her life (literally—streaking), she begins to wonder if she really can have it all.
Wouldn't it just figure that the moment you think life is perfect is when it falls spectacularly apart?
Enter Hunter Morgan, the contractor in charge of Licked's renovations. Devastatingly handsome, and a smartass to boot, he's got his eyes on Ryleigh from the moment he finds her passed out on his couch (yeah, that's a long story). There's just one tiny complication—he happens to be Cameron's best friend.
When the lines between relationships and friendships blur, and it's impossible to choose between two delicious flavors, what's a girl to do? Taste a sample of each? Or go out and get LICKED?

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About Brooke Blaine

You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her ‘quiet time.' Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas.
Flash Point is Brooke's debut solo novel, and she is the co-author of the erotic serial, A Desperate Man, with Ella Frank. The latter has scarred her conservative southern family for life, bless their hearts. Licked, a romantic comedy, will be released on November 11th, 2015.
If you'd like to get in touch with her, she's easy to find - just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that's dominated her cell phone for ten years.

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                                   My 5 star review of Licked

This is my very first Brooke book, and WOW! That is all I have to say! It was so colorful, and well written- and she had humor bagged up! My favorite romantic comedy author is Tara Sivec, and Brooke rates up close to her with this book! Seriously, the humor and banter in this book between Ryleigh, the heroine- and all the other characters is AMAZING. I love how she talks to the reader too- which is super witty, and not seen in a lot of books. The names of the chapters are part of the humor- and also the names of all of Ryleigh’s boozy shakes and sundaes- let me sexplain, I mean explain…

Ryleigh Phillips is the owner of Licked- an ice creamery and bar that is set to become its own chain. She has the best names for her con-cock-tions- like Triple Nipple Fudge, Stroke N Poke, and who could forget The Wanker, or Stage Five Clinger. And she is about to go on Wake Up America to hopefully get that chain started- but first two things, she is going to her high school reunion to try to get Cameron Mathis to notice her, and two- get the bar side of Licked- After Dark, up and running before the TVshow premiere.

Cameron Mathis is full on hunk, always has been since Ryleigh has known him. And seeing every part of him, and I do mean every part- streaking occurred, has feelings stirred in Ryleigh- and Cameron, that neither one can deny. After ditching the lame shindig, they head to a bar, and then back to his place. Where Cameron ultimately commits the biggest faux pas- falling asleep on his guest. Leaving a tipsy Ryleigh to sleep on his couch.

In the morning she wakes up to find Hunter Morgan, Cameron’s best friend and roommate- equally a hunk, but in his own shaggy way- staring her down. Ryleigh begins to wonder, as she gets to know them both- who she really wants- the man she has always had a crush on, or the new guy who makes it impossible to forget.

From the 1950’s rockabilly style, to the imagery Brooke writes about, I had no trouble picturing Licked’s world in my head. The martini glass bar stools, the hair tied in a bow, the Buddy Holly glasses, all of it was so delectably done, and I was sad when it was over. I really hope this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship between the LA girls and guys I got to know in this book. I can’t wait for more, and I am certain Brooke won’t disappoint!

Teaser

"And then?"
I tugged at the edge of my apron in an attempt to avoid the three pairs of eyes staring bug-eyed at me. "And then he walked me to my car."
"And then you…?" Shayne asked.
"Went home," I said.
"Wait a minute, can we talk about the fact that he made you sleep on his couch?" Paige's eyebrows were raised up to practically her hairline. "I'm sorry, but in what fucking universe is that acceptable? Why didn't you call Quinn to pick you up?"
"He didn't make me, geez. He passed out and it was late, and I thought maybe…you know. Morning sex."
Shayne cocked an eyebrow. "And did that happen?"
"Well, no. Hunter made me coffee, and then Cameron woke up and…that's it."
"Wait," Quinn interrupted. "You slept in an apartment with two guys and both of them had you sleeping on the couch? Jesus, Ryleigh, it's against man-code for that to happen. Did you wear a chastity belt last night or something?"
I groaned, my head falling into my hands. Of course the girls would give me a hard time. I'd been talking up tackling Cameron at the reunion for weeks, so my body wasn't the only one feeling let down.
Still, I was seriously regretting inviting them over for a powwow at my shop during our off hours.
"I think I need another shot of vodka in my Feisty Ho-bag now." Paige pushed her glass stemware toward me, and I grabbed a liquor bottle from behind the bar and tipped some into her glass.
Boozy shakes. They were the bread and butter of Licked during the brunch and evening hours, and the main reason for the expansion next door. I glanced at the black tarp hanging over the doorway that led to the space I'd bought a few months ago and sighed. Construction was running behind, and it was too late to hire another company if I wanted to keep the launch date set.
And I had to keep the date set.
"So are you seeing him again?" Shayne asked, dunking her cherry through the layers of baklava bits and whipped cream on top of her Nibble My Nuts shake. "I will totally get involved if I need to."
No doubt she'd be successful. She basically ran one of the top matchmaking companies in the city, not that you'd know it from her degrading pay scale. Her boss was a fucking nightmare, but Shayne was convinced she had to pay her dues.
"I don't need your expert skills this time, but thank you. He's got my number, so…we'll see."
"You can't just wait around for a guy to call," she said.
"I'm not waiting. I've got all that"—I gestured to the ugly tarp that hid the mess behind it—"to deal with, so I'm actually quite busy at the moment."
The three of them gave each other "the look." You know, the one that said, We've got to help our poor little friend get laid so she doesn't end up gorging on the ice cream and boozy shakes she makes and be relegated to spinsterhood.
"Guys," I said, placing my hands on the counter as I stood in front of them. "I'm not on my way to spinsterhood. I just have priorities."
"I'm sure you could squeeze Cameron Mathis in," Quinn said with a wink. "Get it? Squeeze him in…"
"More like blow off the dust, grab a key, unlock that shit, and pray there are no bats," Paige agreed.
Oh for fuck's sake. "All right, no more booze for either of you."

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