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Showing posts with label For Kicks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label For Kicks. Show all posts
Saturday, September 23, 2017
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Tuesday, September 19, 2017
Monday, September 18, 2017
For Kicks
Once the job is done, is their relationship more than just for kicks
After surviving a near-fatal accident, Logan doesn’t want to waste a minute of life. It’s meant to be lived, ravished, enjoyed—and there’s no one he’d like to ravish more than Breeze. There’s a fiery desire beneath her icy facade. He can feel it every time they touch.
Logan’s ready to take her for a run on the wild side—but he’ll have to catch her.
REVIEWS
- "For Kicks is as decadent as a chocolate layer cake, as bubbly as a flute of champagne and as exhilarating as a roller-coaster ride. Bayley-Burke writes blood-pumping contemporary romance that will leave readers energized." 4 1/2 stars, Romantic Times
- Like a piece of sweet chocolate, For Kicks is a quick bite of delicious fun. - Library Journal
- Definitely a fairytale. - Romance Reader at Heart
- The dialogue and writing are quick, short and snappy... It is a wonderful read. - Long & Short Reviews
- Jenna Bayley-Burke brings readers a hot and sensual romance full of the flavor of love – a little spicy, a little sweet, and very fulfilling. - Romance Divas
- Entertaining story filled with corporate intrigue, sensual temptations, and a slow seduction that will make your heart flutter." Sensual Read
- It's witty, sweet, and sexy.- Mama Knows Books
- I could not put this book down. Oh and did I mention the love scenes? Oh my...way to melt the panties." - Romance Book Craze
- A very entertaining read with an uber hot ex-athlete with an inventive use of chocolate. - Night Owl Reviews
- The phone sex scene was one of the better ones I’ve read in a long time. - Cocktail Reviews
- "[Logan] pursued Breeze like "a Black Friday shopper" and it definitely added to the humor of this story, as did Breeze's attempts to always turn the tables on Logan. I will definitely be recommending For Kicks to all of my friends." -- Guilty Pleasures, 4 stars
Sunday, September 10, 2017
A Little For Kicks
For Kicks
by Jenna Bayley-Burke
"For Kicks is as decadent as a chocolate layer cake, as bubbly as a flute of champagne and as exhilarating as a roller-coaster ride. Bayley-Burke writes blood-pumping contemporary romance that will leave readers energized." 4 1/2 stars, Romantic Times
*Blog Exclusive Excerpt*
Breeze opened the door slightly and stood in the gap. “You know it’s after midnight?”
“I was waiting for them to leave. I don’t think the guy on
the phone bought my cover. They’re together, right?”
“Who?” she stalled, wanting to know just what Logan was
after before she let him into her home.
“The big one is your assistant. I recognize him from the
walk through.” He cocked his head to the side, his brown eyes twinkling. “Let
me in, Breeze. We need to talk.”
“Maybe when I get back. It’s really not appropriate.”
“Why not?” He braced a hand on her doorframe and leaned
closer.
“It’s unprofessional for us to see each other personally
when we work together.”
“We don’t work together.” He shook his head.
“We spent the whole day at work together,” she reminded him.
“And what’s in your hand? More work?”
“But it’s not like you work for me.”
“You’re splitting hairs. It doesn’t matter anyway. I’ll be
gone for almost a month. And when I get back I’ll have a lot of catching up to
do.” She ran a hand through the mass of curls, wishing she’d looked in a mirror
after removing the clip. “And then I’ll be running into the holiday season.
It’s not fair to ask you to wait.”
“I’m not planning on waiting.” He pushed her door open with
his hand but stayed on the landing.
“You’re not coming in. I’m not someone you can call at
midnight and think coming over means…that we’re going to…” She waved her hand
through the air, trying to make her point and push away the erotic scenes
unfolding in her mind.
“To what, Breeze? What is it you think I want to do?” He
stepped closer, his toes on the edge of her welcome mat. He probably expected
her to step away, but she held her ground and his gaze.
“I don’t care.” She lifted her stubborn chin.
He dropped his voice to a deep whisper. “Oh, but you do. You
want to know if what I had in mind matches up with what’s running through your
thoughts right now.”
Her skin flushed a telltale pink, letting Logan know he was
right. He knew he had one shot to get her to open her mind to the possibility
of them together before she disappeared for a month. He needed her to agree to
let him call and visit and make sure she took some downtime. Though his brief
glimpse at the schedule Mendelssohn’s had faxed him showed little room for fun.
“You want me to go?”
She closed her eyes and nodded slowly. He reached for her
hand and pulled it to him while she stayed still as a statue. He raised her
wrist to his lips and felt the pulse point thrum.
“You don’t want me to leave yet.”
Her eyes fluttered open, the icy color melting into a blue
like the center of a flame. His temperature rose at the sight, heating his
blood to simmering.
“Let me in, Breeze.” He clutched the stack of promotional
photos tighter in his hand and considered throwing them to the ground.
She stepped aside, each breath deep and labored. He stepped
into the room and she backed against the door and then closed it. The only
light in the room came from the glow of a large fish tank that was filled with
greenery and gurgled softly.
She watched him intently, eyeing the photos as he set them
on her suitcase. “I thought I might need a cover. You don’t really need them.”
He stepped to her and she pressed herself tighter against the door. He lifted a
hand to her cheek and slid his fingers along the smooth skin.
Her eyes opened wider, showing so much emotion he couldn’t
guess what it all meant. Stunned, mesmerized, frightened. Wanting to calm her,
he didn’t move closer, but instead indulged his curiosity and slid his fingers
into her thick curls.
There wasn’t a tangle in the silken strands, just tight,
smooth ringlets. Her hair intrigued him. It was so beautiful, yet she kept it
twisted and hidden most of the day. The smooth glide of his fingers held an
erotic effect he hadn’t counted on, but then so did most things about her.
“Logan?” she whispered, peering up at him.
“No one will know, not unless you want them to.”
“I can’t risk it. I’m so close to getting everything I’ve
ever wanted.”
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
For Kicks is Still Kicking
Remember Logan? And the bathtub? And that phone sex scene?
I can't believe it's been 5 years since Breeze fell for Logan, and then he had to chase her around the country to show her she could be more than her job. It seems like it just happened.
Things have changed since. When I signed For Kicks I used to slide in a Tarot flashcard for a bookmark. They didn't even have my info on them. Handing them out was all the promo I needed at events. Now, I better show up with something fun or it will never leave the swag table.
Marketing is a whole new game too. I make promotional graphics nearly every day. I never realized until yesterday that I didn't used to do that. It makes me wonder...if I knew then what I know now, would it have been an even bigger hit?
Last year a friend celebrated the birthdays of all her books, so I'm picking up the baton this year and honoring all my favorites. Logan Chandler makes that list EVERY time.
Anyone have a favorite bit from For Kicks?
The bathtub scene?
The phone call?
When the chocolate melts?
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Bringing It Back
If the shoe fits…run with it!
Breeze Cohen senses something is missing from her life, but her career doesn’t leave time for anything but retail business strategy—particularly the upcoming product launch for her cornerstone client, Nitrous.
No way is she going to let live-for-the-moment Logan Chandler tarnish her professional reputation. Even if the ex-athlete poster boy for Nitrous makes her heart pound like she’s run a marathon.
After surviving a near-fatal accident, Logan doesn’t want to waste a minute of life. It’s meant to be lived, ravished, enjoyed—and there’s no one he’d like to ravish more than Breeze. There’s a deep pool of mutual desire beneath her icy façade. He can feel it every time they touch.
When a training snafu at Nitrous launches Breeze into damage control, Logan is ready and waiting to lace up and take her for a run on the wilder side—if he can catch her.
Warning: Side effects may include a desire to melt chocolate with body heat, spontaneous phone sex, and an intense drive to find loopholes in your workplace fraternization policy.
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