Blog Tour with Review and Giveaway: Problems in Paradise by Kelsey Browning — a sassy, hysterically funny romance Texan style!


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“A hot man, a headstrong woman, and sizzling chemistry set against a homey Texas backdrop—Browning’s contemporary debut has all the assets that count!” -Ruthie Knox, USA Today bestselling author of Flirting with Disaster

“Sinfully hot, sassy, and laugh-out-loud hilarious—everything a southern romance should be!” -Macy Beckett, author of the Sultry Springs series

Title: Problems In Paradise (Texas Nights, #3)
Released: July 14, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
Format: e-book
Tags: Texas, sexy, small-town, contemporary romance, romantic comedy, southern, Kelsey Browning

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Book Summary:
Eden Durant hasn’t always been Eden Durant. She’s made a fresh start in Shelbyville, Texas, far from her mother’s notoriety. Running the Paradise Garden Café is as much excitement as Eden wants—or it was, until she meets Beck Childress. Although he’s the one man who could expose her past, she’s willing to open up enough to see if he might be her future.

Chief Deputy Childress is determined to get to know the real Eden, when he isn’t busy cleaning up after the sheriff and running in the election to replace him. When several men fall sick after eating in Eden’s café, he investigates even as her mysterious past raises both his suspicions and his protective instincts.

As their relationship heats up, so do the pressures of Beck’s campaign. When Eden’s secrets are revealed, jeopardizing his dream of becoming sheriff, he’ll need to choose: serve and protect the town he loves or the woman who makes it home.

Book Review: Man oh man is that what those Texans are made of? This was absolutely a hoot to read. We Oregonians have some pretty silly sayings, but so many events were compared to stuff that made me chuckle or yes, even snort.

For example,

“…the adrenaline in his system caught like a match thrown on an oil slick.”

“…she was like a bat that bounced sonar off him.”

“Beck had no way of knowing that men trying to protect her for her own good rubbed her like an emery board on a hangnail.”

Author Kelsey Browning makes pure fun reading with her sassy, comical, sometimes vulgar, nevertheless laughable narration and thoughts the characters have which we are lucky enough to be privy to. Whoa! Sometimes it would leave me blinking, raised eyebrows and big-eyed! The story brings together two likeable people when close to each other sparks fly and fireworks erupt with hormones on overdrive. The pictures the author delivers us are really hilarious.

The story itself was well plotted, no dull moments, nor could I skip sex scenes (they were just too hot!). I preoccupied myself, thank God,  trying to figure out who the villain of the story was. There were several likely candidates.

Eden is a sweetheart with a wicked sense of humor and a past she’d rather keep buried. Events take her down a path of either sink or swim. She chooses to grow some balls (now I’m talking like them! Eck!) realize that enough is enough. She can’t let her new life get destroyed by the past she thought she buried five years ago.

Beck was one fun-loving, smart, honorable, and straight forward person who just wanted to serve the people of Shelbyville, making be the new county sheriff because the present one was pathetic. Eden was on his radar. He fantasized over the woman and got caught up in her problems with break-ins. Through their mutual attraction and respect, love blossoms, but Texan style. Now the question is, would her past get in the way of his future?

Here’s an excerpt where Beck is climbing the fire escape on Eden’s building because she was hanging from the roof. The stairs had partially collapsed.

“Dammit, Eden, hold on.”

Her breathy laugh drifted downward. “Believe me, that’s what I’ve been doing.”

“What the hell are you doing hanging off the fucking fire escape instead of standing on the ground?”

“Kind of a long way to jump.”

“Don’t be a smartass.” He grappled for his phone in his front pocket. They needed the fire department and their lift.

“I wasn’t coming down. I was climbing up.”

What? “You heard someone in your building, and instead of getting out of it, you planned to hide on top of it?”

“I thought the roof would be a better vantage point to spot the person when he left.” Her tone was as hot as an Atomic Fireball. “Turns out, I didn’t need to because I saw someone jog across the end of the alley. Whoever was inside is gone.”

His brain hitched and reversed at the news. He could concentrate on getting her down instead of chasing some idiot, but he didn’t have time to go around front and get to her through the building. The light rain was making everything slick, and even as small as Eden was, she couldn’t hold her own body weight for much longer. No way in hell could she drop two stories without breaking both legs.

“Get a solid grip before I start climbing this thing.” Had to be a fucking fire escape, didn’t it?

“Was thinking of swinging like one of those monkeys in a barrel.”

Jesus, just the image squeezed Beck’s intestines. He tugged at the first ladder and then centered his foot deliberately on each step. Buck up, asshole. It’s only one story for you. “Don’t hold your breath. Keep breathing.”

She exhaled above him, mistaking his instructions to himself. “I see you drove the redneck pimpmobile tonight.”

He did one of those cartoon double-takes. Eden Durant was joking. With him. He’d work on why later, but for now her ribbing him would keep his mind off what he was about to do. If he was sweating, the rain would wash it away and no one had to know. “Yes, ma’am. Its four doors and extended bed are magnets for women wearing tube tops and blue eye shadow. I guess you go for California guys driving smart cars, though.”

“I read somewhere that a man chooses his vehicle based on—“ she panted out the words, ” – shortcomings he’s compensating for.”

Jaw clenched, he climbed to the second-floor landing. “If you’re asking if I have a compact parked in my garage, the answer is hell no.” He braced one boot against the brick building and wedged the other into the railing’s corner.

Her feet paddling just above his head, she let out a breathless laugh. “You might be careful of that rail. I was wrong to trust the one above me.”

Hell. Beck rocked against the metal to test it. When it held, he said a quick thank-you prayer and raised his arms to grip the backs of Eden’s legs. Even with the rain, her skin was warm and silky under his hands. And naked. Very, very naked. Jesus, asshole, what a thought at a time like this. Don’t think of her as the woman you want in your bed so damn bad you could chew nails and spit out a completed house.

She was just like any other county citizen who needed his help. Except he pictured her without clothes several times a day. That never happened with Gladys Phelps, who wore multicolored muumuus and beaded slippers around town. “When I count to three, I want you to let go.”

“I think my fingers are permanently fisted around this metal.”

“I’ll protect you, Eden. Trust me, and I promise you won’t get hurt.”

“Are you sure? Have you ever done this before?”

…”Ready? One, two, three.” On three, he pulled down and back Justin case she’d decided hanging on was her better option. Every bit of her was slick, and she slid down his torso like liquid cheese on ball-game nachos. His stomach—and other body parts—rumbled in interest. Halfway to the landing, she clung to him and wrapped her legs around his waist.

And whatever the hell she had on under that robe, there wasn’t much of it. His rain-chilled skin flamed north of five hundred degrees. His hands were cradling her ass, and if he dropped her a handful of inches, she would get a crotch full of his inches. His body’s reaction to this situation was so far from appropriate, they were in separate states, so he tried to peel Eden off his chest. “Think your legs will hold you?”

“Oh, God. Sorry about that.” She unwound her legs, but he couldn’t shift away quickly enough to keep her from skimming his very off-duty dick.

About the Author

Her Sassy Lovin' Self

Her Sassy Lovin’ Self

Kelsey Browning writes sass kickin’ love stories and cozy Southern mysteries. Originally from a Texas town smaller than the ones she writes about, Kelsey has also lived in the Middle East and Los Angeles, proving she’s either adventurous or downright nuts. These days, she hangs out in northeast Georgia with Tech Guy, Smarty Boy, and Bad Dog. She’s currently at work on the next book in her Texas Nights series and The Granny Series.

Kelsey will be giving away one digital copy of Personal Assets, the first book in the Texas Nights series to one commenter at each blog stop. Let’s talk about this question: Are Texans better lovers than the rest of their species?  (Your opinion of course!)  I’ll leave comments open through Sunday, July 20th!

 

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About eileendandashi

I am a lover of books, both reading and writing. 2018 marks the beginning of my own journey from writer to published author. This blog will showcase various authors' thoughts on the elements of novel crafting, and my attempts to find my voice in writing. While journaling this journey, I hope to encourage others to follow their dreams. Book reviews continue as I have the last four years, only making time for my new pursuits.
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6 Responses to Blog Tour with Review and Giveaway: Problems in Paradise by Kelsey Browning — a sassy, hysterically funny romance Texan style!

  1. Eileen – thanks so much for hosting me today and the fun review of Problems in Paradise!

    <3,
    Kelsey

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  2. Great review Eileen! I can’t really answer your question about Texans being better lovers since I don’t have experience to go on, but I do love me some cowboys so I would have to believe they are more than adequate! LOL!

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  3. Margaret –

    Thanks bunches for stopping in today! I loved Eileen’s post today too – so fun 🙂

    Kelsey

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