‘Sometimes all a girl needs is a little fling…’ *~Review, Excerpt, Spotlight & Giveaway~* Tryst (a Take it Off novel) by author Cambria Hebert

 

 

Sometimes all a girl needs is a little fling…

Talie Ronson needs a vacation.

From life.

Since she caught her cheating, loser husband in bed with his assistant, her life has been on a steady spiral—right into hell. Her car’s a junker, her job sucks, and her perfect, gorgeous sister likes to brag about her wonderful life every time they “do” lunch.

In an effort to salvage what’s left of her life and her sanity, she takes the advice of her kooky best friend and takes off to Topsail Island. A week at the beach, alone, is exactly what she needs to recharge, regroup, and relax.

Only, her alone time is about to get derailed.

Gavin Palmer’s favorite activity is walking around in his boxers and eating junk food. He and his neighbors have an understanding. They stay out of his business and he stays out of theirs. He lives at the beach, not for vacation, but for isolation. He’s had enough of people to last him a lifetime.

Gavin’s isolation is interrupted when his normally quiet neighbor starts disturbing his peace. He stomps across the sand to give the guy a piece of his mind… only it isn’t a guy.

It’s Talie.

She’d maddening, nosy, and talks too much.

But she’s hot and her bedroom eyes have him thinking maybe he’s had enough solitude. Maybe a week of company is exactly what he needs.

Maybe what they both need is a no-strings-attached tryst.

 

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Just as the road started to gradually lift and lead onto the bridge my car made a very loud clunking sound and then groaned like it was going to come apart at any second.

Even though my foot was pressed on the gas the car slowed considerably, idling along like a turtle who had no where it needed to be. “Come on!” I yelled at the dashboard as I gave the steering wheel a smack.

Suddenly the wheel seemed extremely hard to steer. What usually was an easy, effortless task now seemed like something that required large muscles.

Did I mention I was lacking in the muscle department?

I applied the brakes and fought the Jetta to the side of the road. I wasn’t about to try and make it over the bridge like this. My luck I would plunge over the side and get eaten by a shark when I hit the water.

The loud rattling sounds the stupid car made drowned out the cadence of the ocean waves and caused some of the peace I was found on my way here to disappear.

After several long moments of just sitting there, leaning my forehead on the steering wheel and asking God why I was cursed I turned off the engine. The car stuttered and then died. I knew it wasn’t going to turn back on.

“And the hits just keep on coming,” I said out loud.

I opened the car door, letting it open so that the light would stay on for a few moments and bent down to look for the hood release latch. After I found it and popped the hood I stood there staring down in the dark at the insides of a car I couldn’t see.

Then I remembered my phone. The flashlight app was handy in moments like this. Even with the engine and innards of the car visible I had no clue what was wrong with it.

“I am so getting a new car,” I sighed. I called up the number to Triple A in my phone (I might not know how to fix cars but I knew how to call people who did) and wondered how long it would take them to send a tow.

A pair of headlights appeared traveling in my direction. I raced around the side of the car and leapt into the driver’s seat, slamming the door behind me. After the way this week was going I would not be surprised at all if the person behind the wheel of that car was a serial killer out looking for his next victim.

The car slowed and pulled directly behind my car.

See? Total serial killer.

I heard the slam of the door and watched as a large dark figure approached. I could make out nothing because his headlights turned him into nothing but a dark shadow.

The only thing I knew for sure was that it was a man. Unless of course it was a woman. Judging from the sheer size of the black shape if it was a then she would have to be a professional body builder.

Seconds later a darkened face appeared at my window.

“Car trouble?” he rumbled. His voice was deep and his southern accent was strong.

I screamed.

I forgot my window was down!

I jammed the key back into the ignition and turned the engine over. It made a puny, pathetic sound and stalled out. The windows were electric. I couldn’t get it up if the car wouldn’t start.

“Please don’t kill me!” I burst out.

A laugh floated through the night air and wrapped around my body. He put one of his hands on the door, so that it rested where the window should be, his fingers falling down the inside of the door.

I snatched the keys out of the ignition and swung down to stab the fleshy part of the back of his hand. Seconds before I made him bleed he jerked away.

“I’m not going to murder you!” he shouted.

“Don’t you yell at me!” I retorted.

“You tried to stab me!”

“You tried to kill me!”

“I stopped to see if you needed help. You know, because your junker car here stopped working.”

“How dare you call it a junker.” I fumed. My car definitely was a junker but I wasn’t about to let him insult me. I’d had enough of men to last me a lifetime.

“Sweetheart, I call it like I see it.” he drawled.

Damned if I didn’t get goose bumps. His voice was like the velvet sky I was admiring only moments ago. “Well, okay, it’s a piece of crap.” I allowed. Obviously his southern accent was making me stupid.

“I’m just going to take a look,” he said. Before I could tell him no he was walking around the front of my car. The glow of his headlights gave me a glimpse of the way his hips rotated when he walked.

He had long legs, the kind that owned the ground whenever he took a step. He was tall… he had to be at least six two. Other than that I couldn’t make out anything else about him. He was wearing a baseball hat and it was pulled down low, shading all of his face from the little light out here.

A light clicked on up front (he must have the same app as me) and I saw him reaching down into the engine. The sound of something being pulled out of the car had me leaping out of my seat and rushing around the front.

“What the hell are you doing!” I demanded horrified as he pulled out this long black thing. “Is that a snake?” I shrieked. Had I somehow run over that giant thing and it got caught in my engine?

He paused and looked up at me. “A snake?” he asked like he couldn’t understand what I was saying. Then he shook his head. “It’s the drive belt,” he muttered, going back to pulling it out.

“Well if it’s supposed to be in there why are you pulling it out?”

“This way when I go to kill you, I know you won’t be able to get away.”

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Tryst by Cambria Hebert – Review (5 Star All The Way)

First let me say if you haven’t read any of the books in the “Take It Off” series then you are really missing out. Each stand alone is amazing and each one only gets better. Until now I haven’t even been able to say I had a favorite out of all of them because I have loved each and every one of them. But Tryst, well let’s just say Talie and Gavin won me over and as of this moment I have a favorite.

HERE ARE SOME OF MY FAVORITE MOMENTS:

I picked up the pen. “Sign the papers.”

His eyes widened.

“If you think I’m the type of girl who will sit home and take care of your kids while you go shove your dick into any hole that will take you, just so I can have the prestige of your name, then you have no clue who the hell you married.”

Twin spots of pink flushed his cheeks. “That was crude.”

“Yeah? Well, it’s nothing compared to what I’m thinking.”

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“Please don’t kill me!” I burst out.

A laugh floated through the night air and wrapped around my body. He put one of his hands on the door so that it rested where the window should be, his fingers falling down the inside of the door.

I snatched the keys out of the ignition and swung down to stab the fleshy part of the back of his hand. Seconds before I made him bleed, he jerked away.

“I’m not going to murder you!” he shouted.

“Don’t you yell at me!” I retorted.

“You tried to stab me!”

“You tried to kill me!”

“I stopped to see if you needed help. You know, because your junker car here stopped working.”

“How dare you call it a junker?” I fumed. My car definitely was a junker, but I wasn’t about to let him insult me. I’d had enough of men to last me a lifetime.

“Sweetheart, I call it like I see it,” he drawled.

Damn if I didn’t get goose bumps. His voice was like the velvet sky I was admiring only moments ago. “Well, okay, it’s a piece of crap.” I allowed. Obviously, his southern accent was making me stupid.

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He pushed one of my legs over the back of the sofa and then pushed the other one so far open that my foot rested on the coffee table.

“Stay open for me,” he growled and lowered his mouth.

Oh. My Goodness. His tongue had a master’s in vagina-ology. I’m pretty sure I embarrassed myself with the cries that came out of my mouth, but I scarcely heard them.

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That is just a small taste of what is in store for you when you pick up and begin reading Cambria Hebert’s latest Take It Off Book – Tryst. Now tell me, how can you not want to read that book?

There is no easy way to put this, Talie’s husband is an Arse, plain and simple, big fat hairy Arse. And if I was able to I would so give him a swift kick in the dangly parts. I mean seriously, what a flipping putz that man is and Cambria does an amazing job with his character, and when I read this all I could think about was my ex. Yep no lie, same thing, same person, I swear she must have read my story somewhere lol.

But Talie that girl, short in stature but HUGE in back bone. You go girl!!!! I would support her for her decisions from here to kingdom come and back. I am so glad her friend pushed her to take some time away at Aunt Ruthie’s place, even if the devil’s spawn cat lived there lol. I mean come on, a neighbor as delicious and downright melt you in all the right places hot. Who could ever pass that up.

Mind you its not all ohhey-gooey. But this story is going to have your eyes popping out in shock, your hands holding your stomach in laughter, then grabbing the tissue (Gavin’s story), and ohhing and ahhing and all that good stuff.

I am going to tell you – I was right upset with Cambria when I finished reading this book. Why you ask – well dang it because it never fails I cannot pick up one of her books and put it back down, so here comes 3 o’clock in the morning and I am done and like Oh. My. God. my alarm is going off in 3 hours I am so going to be looking like medusa for sure. LOL

This book really touched home for me. I went through a similar situation that Talie did as far as the husband cheating goes so my heart broke for her the moment she learned. My heart leapt when she met the pain in the butt Gavin, you could literally feel his presence as Cambria is describing him from Talie’s POV. I love how Cambria wrote this story, it is a bit different than the others, but it was so good, no that isn’t right, it was perfect. You are going to ride the roller coaster of emotions, laughing one minute when the demon cat is attacking Talie, to full out belly laughs when Gavin is constantly coming to her rescue, to bawling when hearts are broken. I won’t ruin or spoil but like I said before, this is by far my absolute favorite “Take It Off” series book.

 

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Cambria Hebert is the author of the young adult paranormal Heven and Hell series, the new adult Death Escorts series, and the new adult Take it Off series. She loves a caramel latte, hates math and is afraid of chickens (yes, chickens). She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair. She currently lives in North Carolina with her husband and children (both human and furry) where she is plotting her next book. You can find out more about Cambria and her work by visiting http://www.cambriahebert.com

 

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