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Book Two in the Distraction Series
Author: Angela McPherson
Genres:
New Adult/College Contemporary Romance
Published:
December 9 2014
Rating: 4/5 Stars
Synopsis
Elle apart. Passion and heat explode as the two finally
discover what they’ve been missing, needing, wanting for so long.
When Tristan and Elle return home for Christmas break, the
two are gifted with a few unexpected surprises. Heather, Elle’s sister, has
come home and even better, she's now clean and sober. During this time, Tristan
and his dad manage to work through their strained relationship, finding
compromise and understanding. For the couple, everything is coming
together—until circumstances change, threatening their newfound happiness.
Love is an addiction both craved, but when devastating
secrets are revealed, Elle pushes Tristan away. He won't let go. She can't hold
on. Is their love strong enough to keep them together? Falling in love was
never an issue, but for Tristan and Elle, falling apart may be.
Book 2 of the Distraction Series is a new adult/college
romance short novel.
Review
Addiction was an amazing sequel to Distraction. Talk about this book having a major shocker. I think I pretty much cried through most of the book. I honestly didn't see that coming at all. I loved how Angela used three different POVs with this story. It was nice to be on the inside and understand what is really going on with them. How they are truly feeling. Why they do what they do. What I loved about Addiction was how raw and real it felt. I was able to feel everything the characters felt, especially the love and pain. I would love to have Tristan and Elle as friends. They didn't seem fake at all. They made decisions that anyone of us would make,
Tristan and Elle are the cutest couple ever. Their relationship grew so much since the first book. They can't stand to be away from each other realizing how addicted they are to one another. After a shocking tragedy, their relationship is truly tested. It was nice to be able to read from Heather's point of view to see the struggles she truly faced. I loved how she tried to turn her life around for herself and her family. I loved seeing those happy moments with them again.
Addiction was a fantastic read full of romance, loss and forgiveness. I was completely hooked from the very beginning and could not put this book down. This story definitely took me on an emotional roller coaster ride. The only little issue I had with this book was I was waiting for something major to happen. It just seemed like I was waiting on something important to happen and there wasn't anything. Don't get me wrong, I still loved the book and will definitely reread, but it just felt as if something was missing. I am hoping that there will be another sequel so I can continue reading about these characters!!! Hoping, hoping, hoping!!!! Great job Angela!!!!
Excerpt
We didn't
talk much during the drive back to our hometown, but words weren't necessary. The soft
smile on Tristan's face as he drove with his left hand while holding mine in
his right screamed louder than any words ever could. He was mine.
Turning to watch the
scenery pass by, I let my thoughts drift back to the start of this year. At the
beginning of the semester when Tristan told me about his engagement to Kellie,
the psycho, I couldn't breathe from the disappointment crushing my chest. Topping
that, he also divulged he'd transferred to Tech, making sure my life remained as
miserable as possible. Even though I loved him, seeing Tristan with another
woman tore me to pieces.
Before their relationship ended,
thinking we'd ever find our way to one another
seemed impossible. So, what did I do to get over my hot, football star, best
friend? I dated someone completely opposite of Tristan… Eric
Green, a handsome baseball player. Eric was super sweet, but at the end of the
day he was never who I wanted.
I didn't
intentionally set out to hurt anyone. The way I strung Eric along, knowing I
was in love with someone else, left me feeling like a self-centered jerk.
Ironically, when Tristan was injured, our relationship started to come together
for us while Eric and I fell apart.
Who'd
have thought a broken collarbone and a concussion would've made us get our heads removed from our asses. But God,
the brunt trauma Tristan suffered was bad. Just thinking about it brought tears
to my eyes.
I shifted in my seat, removing myself
from the past, looking forward to our future.
Peeking over at Tristan's profile, my chest tightened. The fact that he was able to
pull off looking so incredibly sexy that early in the morning awed me. The
gritty stubble shadowing his strong jawline and the way strands of hair framed
his warm eyes quickened my pulse.
Tristan glanced my way and grinned.
Lifting our hands, he brushed a feathery kiss across my skin. "What's
got you so quiet, Spud?"
My knuckles tingled where his lips
touched. "Oh, you."
His smile deepened. "Well, then carry on."
I fought to keep my eyes open
during the rest of our drive. Tristan ran his finger along my cheek, the enamored glint in his eyes made
my insides jump.
"You look
tired. Get some sleep."
Those perfect, full, kissable lips
formed into a sexy, hell-bent grin. "You're going to need plenty of rest."
He tore his
eyes away from me and back to the road. Sliding the back of his hand down my
arm, he then laced our fingers together. "We're leaving after dinner
tomorrow. We haven't finished making up for," he turned back
to me and winked, "lost time yet." Tristan
squeezed our hands,
sending the normal thumping inside my
chest into hyper-drive.
I stretched out
the soreness from my arms and legs. After the early morning surprise in bed, we
woke up and finished another round of lovemaking in the shower. Years of
listening to Alyssa prattle on and on about her sexual escapades, I finally
understood her, um, enthusiasm. Speaking of which, she was going to flip the
next time I talked to her. Man, I missed our late night, or morning talks,
although being with Tristan felt right. Perfect.
Tension pulled
at the corners of his eyes.
I squeezed his
hand. "Hey, what's wrong?" I balled my other hand, worry settling in my
shoulders.
He brought our
joined hands to his lips and kissed the inside of my wrist. "Nothing you need to worry about."
Um, I don't think so. I attempted to free my hand from his, but his hold remained
strong. I gave up. "I can take it, whatever it is. Just spit it
out." My stomached knotted, betraying the lie.
"I'm telling my
parents about us."
He glanced down, and the tension
cornering his eyes moments ago fell. The side of his mouth pulled up in a cocky
grin. "I'm almost hoping
my dad kicks me out."
He winked. "Then I'd have an
excuse to stay with you."
I frowned and
pulled my bottom lip between my teeth. Shit. His dad hated me. As much as I
loved Tristan, I didn't want to be an added cause to their problems,
especially since Tristan and his dad never got along in the first place.
I shook my
head. "No, I don't want to ruin
this. We're together so there's no use in creating a potential problem between you and your
family. I love you, Tristan. I'm not going anywhere. Spend time with your
parents and we can tell them about us once we're back at
school."
Tristan gazed
ahead, concentrating on the road in front of us. He remained silent for quite a
few minutes, making me worry my bottom lip even more. Finally, he glanced over
at me.
"No, I've waited to
tell them you were mine for years now. No way am I going to pass up the first
chance I get in order to make my dad happy."
I opened my
mouth to argue, but he cut me off.
"I'm not playin', Spud."
His eyes darkened and wrinkles
crested his forehead.
Stubborn ass. "All right, fine. I'll leave my window unlocked," I grinned,
raising a brow, "but only if you're lucky."
Tristan
chuckled softly, resting our hands in his lap. With his attention back to the
road, I closed my eyes and prayed nothing terrible would happen between him and
his dad. I used to think Mrs. Daniels didn't approve of
me, but after Tristan's stay in the hospital, her behavior had
changed. She'd been nice. Maybe his dad would do the same.
My throat dried–this time from
not knowing if I'd be able to see my sister, Heather, this year.
Hopefully this Christmas would be different for both our families. Tristan and
I were due for a little peace.
Losing the
battle with my eyes, I ended up falling asleep the rest of our way home.
Tristan reluctantly dropped me off at my mom's house. Once my bags were
unloaded in my room, he kissed me. His kiss lingered, making my legs weak and
my heart ache when the sweet embrace ended. Intensity and heat blazed in his
eyes when he backed away.
Clearing his
throat, he said, "I'm having a hard time leaving you."
Available on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Addiction-Distraction-Book-Angela-McPherson-ebook/dp/B00P9SMFF6
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Author
Bio:
Angela
McPherson
Born and currently residing in Midland, Texas,
Angela shuffles three busy children (not including her husband) all over the
place. She works in a busy pediatric doctor's office as a nurse during the day,
and writes at night. She is addicted to coffee–who isn’t? And firmly believes
chocolate can fix all–especially chocolate ice cream. She laughs a lot, often
at herself and is willing to try anything once (she thinks). When Angela isn’t
rushing kids around, working or writing, she’s reading. Other than life experience,
Angela turns to a wide variety of music to help spark her creative juices. She
loves to dance and sing, though her kids often beg her not to.
Twitter:
@abt3mcpherson
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