A Perfect Moment (Perfect, #1) by Becca Lee
Meet Preston!
Firefighter, surfer and regular Aussie hottie.
Preston’s always had a ‘thing’ for his big sister’s best friend. Watching from the sidelines, he’s just been waiting for his chance to show Ella what she’s been missing out on over the past ten years.
Confident, cocky, yet a bit of a romantic, much to the amusement of his firefighting pals, he’s on a mission to prove that he’s more than a good friend. He’s savvy to Ella’s need to run and hide, and he’ll do whatever it takes to stop her in her tracks, even if it’s by dragging her out to sea on his surfboard, or capturing her in a fireman’s lift.
What the reviewers are saying about Preston:
"The hero to Ella's heroine is none other than her smart-mouthed and trouble-making b.f.f's 'baby brother' Preston. I use baby sarcastically because this fine specimen of man is only two years younger than our protagonist and a sexy as sin firefighter/surfer (where can I find me one???) Again Preston's character just shines off the page. He's sweet, sexy but has that immature goof-ball sort of quality that a lot of men are still in possession of at twenty-six and it's simply beautiful to witness him reveal his age old feelings for his friend Ella and in turn watch Ella work through her emotions and neurosis making the progression from friend to lover with Preston. Theirs is a lovely loyal solid friendship with a boat load of hot monkey sex and forever-after-love to hold it all together." - Nicole McCurdy
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"I must say I LOVED Preston. He is not a sever Alpha male. I kind of get sick of them all the time. Don’t get me wrong, he is all male, but he has a softer approach that is refreshing." - Justine, Bex 'n' Books
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"Preston is charming, helpful and just so into Ella for the longest time that you can't help but just love him too!" - Hazel, The Rock Chick Fairy
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"And Preston, dear god, Preston. Baby my ass. This boy is hawt, hawt, hawt firefighter with a sense of humor. I picture the dude from True Blood who played Jason. MMM" - Colourful, Wordwenches Guilty Pleasure
“When life threatens perfect, it’s time to step up and kick life in the balls.”
Ella's perfect moment was taken from her in the worst possible way. Humiliated, heartbroken and absolutely determined not to allow her heart be destroyed for a second time, she builds an ice wall around her heart.
Preston has known that he was in love with his big sister's best friend since the age of fifteen. Over ten years on, an opportunity to be her knight in shining armour is too good to miss. Putting his heart on the line, he's on a mission to show Ella that the perfect moment is possible.
Ella's instinct is to run when she realises her feelings for her bestie's little brother may just run a little bit deeper than just friends. But if she can't run, she'll try every trick in the book to shake off his affection and realign his feelings.
She already had her perfect moment, and there is no chance she'll let her heart thaw for Preston. No matter how good he looks in the firefighter's Christmas calendar.
*** Contains steamy-hot moments, romance, friendship and a bulk load of swearing - non explicit sex scenes. ***
Amazon US: http://amzn.com/B00K36M73Y
Amazon AU: http://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B00K36M73Y
Releasing this September, A Perfect Love (Perfect, #2) by Becca Lee
She can still be found regularly on the beach with her family. Becca tends to leave the surfing to her boys; she's far too busy immersed in her own writing or, of course, with her head still buried in a new read.
Website: http://authorbeccalee.com/
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I woke up with a
delicious feeling of sore muscles. The memory of the night’s sweet and heavykisses, Preston’s heavenly caresses and him planted firmly between my
thighs a total of three times, brought a smile to my face.
Every touch,
every word had been perfect. We’d talked into the early hours, in betweengetting hot and heavy, and didn’t succumb to sleep until after 3am. I turned
towards his bedside clock. It was 10am. Thank goodness for holidays! Preston’s
movement and hand stroking small circles on my stomach made me turn my head to
look at him. He smiled at me and kissed me tenderly on my shoulder. “Morning,
beautiful.”
I couldn’t hold
back the goofy grin that formed, nor did I want to. “Morning,” I stretched andyawned. “Sorry.” I laughed, clamping my hand over my mouth.
“No sorry
needed. I love seeing you stretched out. You look hot.” He pressed his groinagainst my leg so that I truly understood exactly how hot he thought I was. A
delightful shiver travelled through my body at his touch.
I giggled. Yes,
actually giggled. A grown, educated woman of twenty-eight years old giggled atthe fine specimen of a man next to me. My giggle was quickly followed by a
groan at my ridiculous response. I was acting like a seventeen-year-old.
“What?” Preston
asked.I peeked a look
at him. “Just groaning at my giggling. Pathetic really.” I’d always beenblatantly honest in my friendship with Preston. I didn’t want that to change.
Honesty, no matter how tricky it could be, was by far the best.
A throaty laugh
erupted out of his chest. “Only you would think a giggle is pathetic. It’scute.” My raised eyebrow set in challenge did nothing to prevent him from
continuing. “What? Don’t look at me like that. Cute is good. Sexy, even.
Giggling gives me a stiffy.” His face was set in a broad shit-eating smile.
“Nice!
Seriously. You talking about your erection as a stiffy is what? Meant to get meall hot and horny for you?” I said with a stoic face.
He laughed
again. “It doesn’t matter the word, babe. The fact remains you’re beautiful andI’ll always be hard and ready for you.”
As hard as I
tried, I couldn’t keep a straight face. Laughter burst out of my lungs.“Come on. I’m
starving and really need a shower.” I laughed when his eyes lit up at thepossibility of a shower together. “You’re insatiable. You go and sort out
breakfast while I shower. Alone. Please.” I kissed him lightly on his gorgeous
lips, bounced out of bed and headed to the en suite.