Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Bewitching Book Tours Book Review: Run To You w/Giveaway

Run to You
Rachel Gibson

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Avon Books

Date of Publication: 9/24/2013

ISBN: 9780062069146

Book Description:

Rachel Gibson, New York Times bestselling author of Rescue Me, returns to Texas with a tale of what happens when a tough guy meets his match—and falls harder than a ton of red-hot bricks . . .

There's nothing like fleeing Miami to ruin a girl's day.

Stella Leon's bartending gig was going fine until gorgeous ex-Marine Beau Junger decked her mob-connected boss, spirited her out of the city, and claimed that Stella's half-sister—the one with the perfect life—sent him. Now Stella has no choice but to go along for the ride . . . and seduce Beau's military-issue socks off …

The Marine Corps was Beau's escape from his old man's legacy of naval heroism and serial philandering, but no amount of training could prepare him for the day he looked in the mirror and saw his father staring back. The answer: swear off meaningless sex. Oh, and find a way to make Stella Leon quit being so damn hot…

Excerpt: “Hello. This is Stella Leon.” Just in case he didn’t remember her she added, “Sadie Hollowell’s sister. Listen, I just wanted to let you know that I won’t be calling to set up a meeting with Sadie anytime soon.” Once again, she looked through the blinds covering the door. “Ricky De Luca, my former boss, isn’t real happy about you punching him in the head and sent his associates over here.” She turned from the blinds. “They’re camped out in my parking lot, but as soon as they leave, I’m going to leave town for a while.” Where she was going, she didn’t know. “So now isn’t a real good time for a family reunion.” She pushed end and set the phone on the kitchen counter.
She moved into her bedroom and pulled a big duffel from her closet. She’d wait for a few hours. If they were still camped outside after dark, she’d have to call the cops, but she really didn’t want to call the Miami PD. She didn’t want to file a report. They’d ask her questions she didn’t know the answers to; she’d prefer not to make Ricky and his friends any madder than they were already.
She dumped underwear and bras into the bag. Maybe she’d be gone for a week. Surely that was long enough. She’d stay at a hotel and look for a job. Maybe in Orlando.
Next, she shoved shorts, tank tops, and two sundresses into the duffel. Makeup and hair products were followed by flip-flops and her iPad loaded up with about a thousand of her favorite songs. Everything from Regina Spektor to Johnny Cash.
She pulled on a blue ombré halter dress and her Docs. In case she had to run, she needed her good solid shoes. Her hair, she slicked back into a ponytail to keep it out of her face.
From the kitchen, her phone rang, and she walked into the hallway toward the sound. She didn’t recognize the number coming across but was fairly sure it had to be Ricky. She thought about not answering, but perhaps she could defuse the situation and convince him to leave her alone. “Yes.”
“Where are you?”
It wasn’t Ricky. “Who is this?”
“Beau Junger.”
Joe’s name was Beau? Didn’t seem to really fit him. It wasn’t hard enough. He looked more like a Buck or Duke or Rocky. “I’m in my apartment.”
“Are the Gallo brothers outside your apartment?”
She peered out the slice in the blinds. “I don’t think they’re brothers.”
“One short and fat? The other tall and skinny?”
“They’re brothers. Do you see their beige Lexus LS?”
How did he know that? “Yes.”
“Where is the vehicle oriented to your front door?”
“Several rows back and to the left.”
“Okay. Do you have a bag packed?”
“Yes. I’m waiting for them to leave so I can run to my car.”
“Forget your car. I’m still about an hour out. So at”—he paused as if looking at his big watch—“fourteen hundred hours, you’re going to hear a commotion. Grab your bag and haul your ass out of your apartment.”
“What kind of commotion? How will I know it’s you?”
She wasn’t sure, but he might have chuckled.
“You’ll know. There will be a black SUV parked at the curb closest to your unit. Get in.”
“Your SUV?”
“Yes,” he said, and the line went dead.
“Wait. Come back. What time is fourteen hundred hours?”

Review:  Run to you was a fast paced, fun read by Rachel Gibson. Stella Leon is a bartender at a rather interesting bar when she meets up with our hero, Beau. It was drag queen night and they were crowning Back Door Betty. Oh my!

Beau is the typical military strong and silent type. He was really supposed to tell her her sister wanted to make contact with her and that would pretty much be it.

Nope, you know things are never that easy in romance novels.

In this case, he pops her boss who has mob connections and then she slams one of those mob connections bad hand in her door.

Oh yeah..this felt a bit like Stephanie Plum at times, but Stephanie is smart enough to hop in the sack with the hot guys in her life.

That was the one part I had trouble dealing with in this story. Stella is a 28 year old..almost virgin. UH yeah, she's done everything but the deed..and gets more fun...Beau is on a break from sex too, because he wants it to mean something.

This little plot twist took a book that really should have been super fun and kicked it down a few notches. I'm not big on virgins in stories unless it is YA or NA, when you are getting close to 28 and  you haven't given it up...and you are supposed to be gorgeous, well it takes something out of the story.

But other than that strange twist in the main character's sexuality, the book was fun. I loved the relationship between Beau, Blake and Naomi, especially the Batman and Superman stories. It really brought some humor to the story.

Stella was fun too, I wish there would have been more time spent with her sister. I would have liked to have seen how their relationship developed.

Rating: 4 flowers

About the Author:

Rachel Gibson lives in Idaho with her husband, three kids, two cats, and a dog of mysterious origin. She began her fiction career at age 16, when she ran her car into the side of a hill, retrieved the bumper, and drove to a parking lot, where she strategically scattered the car’s broken glass all about. She told her parents she’d been the victim of a hit-and-run and they believed her. She’s been making up stories ever since, although she gets paid better for them nowadays


One random person leaving a comment will win a copy of Run To You. US only. Winner will be selected on Oct 17. Please leave an email in the comment so that I can contact you.


Steph from said...

I can never figure out military time past noon :-) steph (AT) fangswandsandfairydust (DOT) com

Texas Book Lover said...

This books sounds like a fun read. Not to mention I love reading books with Texas in them!

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bn100 said...

Never read this author before

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