Title: Licked
Series: L.A. Liaisons
Author: Brooke Blaine
Release Date: November 11, 2015
As the owner of Licked, an eclectic ice creamery and bar, Ryleigh Phillips doesn't have time for that love stuff. Serving up Nibble My Nuts sundaes and Drunken Sailor boozy shakes are as close to an orgasmic affair as she's had in months thanks to her expanding empire—until the night of her ten-year high school reunion.
When Ryleigh's crush, gorgeous ex-football god Cameron Mathis, comes streaking into her life (literally—streaking), she begins to wonder if she really can have it all. Wouldn't it just figure that the moment you think life is perfect is when it falls spectacularly apart?
Enter Hunter Morgan, the contractor in charge of Licked's renovations. Devastatingly handsome, and a smartass to boot, he's got his eyes on Ryleigh from the moment he finds her passed out on his couch (yeah, that's a long story). There's just one tiny complication—he happens to be Cameron's best friend.
When the lines between relationships and friendships blur, and it's impossible to choose between two
delicious flavors, what's a girl to do? Taste a sample of each? Or go out and get LICKED?
“And then?”
I tugged at the edge of my apron in an attempt to avoid the three pairs of eyes staring bug-eyed at me. “And then he walked me to my car.”
“And then you…?” Shayne asked.
“Went home,” I said.
“Wait a minute, can we talk about the fact that he made you sleep on his couch?” Paige’s eyebrows were raised up to practically her hairline. “I’m sorry, but in what fucking universe is that acceptable? Why didn’t you call Quinn to pick you up?”
“He didn’t make me, geez. He passed out and it was late, and I thought maybe…you know. Morning sex.”
Shayne cocked an eyebrow. “And did that happen?”
“Well, no. Hunter made me coffee, and then Cameron woke up and…that’s it.”
“Wait,” Quinn interrupted. “You slept in an apartment with two guys and both of them had you sleeping on the couch? Jesus, Ryleigh, it’s against man-code for that to happen. Did you wear a chastity belt last night or something?”
I groaned, my head falling into my hands. Of course, the girls would give me a hard time. I’d been talking up tackling Cameron at the reunion for weeks, so my body wasn’t the only one feeling let down.
Still, I was seriously regretting inviting them over for a powwow at my shop during our off hours.
“I think I need another shot of vodka in my Feisty Ho-bag now.” Paige pushed her glass stemware toward me, and I grabbed a liquor bottle from behind the bar and tipped some into her glass.
Boozy shakes. They were the bread and butter of Licked during the brunch and evening hours, and the main reason for the expansion next door. I glanced at the black tarp hanging over the doorway that led to the space I’d bought a few months ago and sighed. Construction was running behind, and it was too late to hire another company if I wanted to keep the launch date set.
And I had to keep the date set.
“So are you seeing him again?” Shayne asked, dunking her cherry through the layers of baklava bits and whipped cream on top of her Nibble My Nuts shake. “I will totally get involved if I need to.”
No doubt she’d be successful. She basically ran one of the top matchmaking companies in the city, not that you’d know it from her degrading pay scale. Her boss was a fucking nightmare, but Shayne was convinced she had to pay her dues.
“I don’t need your expert skills this time, but thank you. He’s got my number, so…we’ll see.”
“You can’t just wait around for a guy to call,” she said.
“I’m not waiting. I’ve got all that”—I gestured to the ugly tarp that hid the mess behind it—“to deal with, so I’m actually quite busy at the moment.”
The three of them gave each other “the look.” You know, the one that said, We’ve got to help our poor little friend get laid so she doesn’t end up gorging on the ice cream and boozy shakes she makes and be relegated to spinsterhood.
“Guys,” I said, placing my hands on the counter as I stood in front of them. “I’m not on my way to spinsterhood. I just have priorities.”
“I’m sure you could squeeze Cameron Mathis in,” Quinn said with a wink. “Get it? Squeeze him in…”
“More like blow off the dust, grab a key, unlock that shit, and pray there are no bats,” Paige agreed.
Oh for fuck’s sake. “All right, no more booze for either of you.”
5 Ice Cream Stars
If you're on a diet right now, I would suggest skipping out on reading Licked. But then again, that would mean you would be missing tons of laughter from your life, so I am recommending otherwise. DO NOT MISS READING LICKED. I swear this book had me craving for ice cream and booze at 1 in the morning, all while I laughed my ass off. That's not healthy, is it?
Brooke Blaine's talent seems to have no bounds at all. She goes from co-writing a super sexy romance with Ella Frank to releasing her debut novel, an action-thrilling romance, to her hilariously witty, sweet but no less sexy second book... Licked. Who does that? Brooke Blaine does. If you follow her on social media, you will know how funny and witty this author is. But if you don't and you've read her first novel, Flash Point, I'm 99.9% sure you'll think, "Is this from the same author?". That's how crazy talented she is. Licked is an absolute treat to devour. I mean, look at that cover? If that didn't catch your attention, wait until you get to the inside of the book.
I've read and reviewed a lot of books, some so emotional that I cry while writing my review. With Licked, I'm laughing just thinking about Ryleigh and her friends. There is only a handful of books that had me laughing as much as I did with Licked. Also, I can't stop saying Licked. How do you write a review for a book as fun and quirky as this one? I'm just going to share the fun I've had, how much of a stress-reliever reading Ryleigh, Hunter, and the whole gang, and how much I craved for not just a "castrated ball" but a "full set of Love Balls" of ice cream. Brooke Blaine also made me want to pick her brain and know what else ice cream names she has stored in there.
I highly recommend this book to everyone looking for a good laugh, a palate cleanser from all the drama (fiction and real life, that is), a stress reliever, and oh, maybe if you're on a diet, reading ice cream and booze is not the same as eating it, right? You're welcome. *winks*
Stars: 5 stars
Recommended to: Everyone. You, you, and you.
Series: Book 1.
POV: First person. Female POV.
Extra Comment: Ice Cream never tasted this good. #GetLicked
You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her quiet time. Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas. Flash Point is Brooke's debut solo novel, and she is the co-author of the erotic serial, A Desperate Man, with Ella Frank. The latter has scarred her conservative southern family for life, bless their hearts. Licked, a romantic comedy, will be released on November 11th, 2015. If you'd like to get in touch with her, she’s easy to find - just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that's dominated her cell phone for ten years.
