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Beyond The Page & Giveaway: “Girl Least Likely to Marry (The Wedding Season #2)” by Amy Andrews

Nov 26
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Today is day 1 of THE WEDDING SEASON week on CABR 🙂

Each of the four authors has written a guest post about her book in the series


because you know I love giveaways,

each day you get the chance to win that day’s featured book 🙂

Amy Andrews is up first with book #2, GIRL LEAST LIKELY TO MARRY


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HERO Inspiration by Amy Andrews

Samuel Tucker, Tuck as he’s called by everybody, is the quintessental laid-back southern charmer.

He has serious credentials as an ex NFL quaterback but doesn’t take himself too seriously now he’s retired. He takes his fame and his noteriety in his stride and is used to having things fall in his lap. Particualry women.

So uber-smart, geek-girl Cassie, who wishes all football would fall off the side of the planet, presents a real challenge. And he’s never backed away from a challenge.

I based Tuck’s physiciality on country music star Blake Shelton. In my head Tuck is a tall, curly-haired blonde with an easy, long-legged stride, a great set of shoulders, shaggy stubble and amazing blue eyes. I think Blake totally embodies this vision.

Blake Shelton picture.

EXCERPT from Girl Least Likely To Marry:

Tuck took pity on her. He’d never known a woman to be alone in a room with him and not know what to do. Especially when he was in nothing but a robe and his underwear.

It was strangely erotic.

“So does, you, mean what I think it means?” he asked.

Cassie’s brain came back on line at the verbal prompt. He was giving her a way in – a conversation-starter. And she snatched at it like the last molecule of oxygen on earth.  “Yes,” she said, then cleared her throat because it sounded sappy and weak again. “I’m not very good at this –”

“Boy,” Tuck interrupted with a smile, “how’d that one go down? Couldn’t have been easy to admit. I imagine you’re good at most things.”

Cassie glared at his interruption – didn’t he know how hard this was? “I’m good at everything…except this.”

“And this is…?”

Cassie took a deep breath. “This is me asking you to have sex. With me.”

                It was blunt and gauche and totally unsexy – and Tuck had never been more turned on in his life.

                “This is purely scientific, you understand?” Cassie clarified as Tuck continued to watch her with his blue eyes. “I seem to have developed a…thing for your pheromones.”

Tuck raised an eyebrow. “My pheromones?”

                “Yes. They’re chemicals the body emits –”

Tuck chuckled, interrupting her. “I know what pheromones are, Cassiopeia.”

“Oh, right…yes, sorry. Well I don’t know if you know this or not but you do smell pretty amazing.”

Tuck smiled. “I have been told that a time or two before.”

               Cassie absorbed that information, missing the nuance in her bid to get to the point. “Anyway…I find myself unable to concentrate on my work, and Gina suggested that being a female in my sexual prime, my libido is demanding to be…serviced… and that a spot of…copulation…might be the solution to my problem.”

Tuck felt his erection swell further. He should not be turned on by a woman in shapeless clothes talking about servicing and copulation. Pretty, perky women with enhanced assets and bold use of four-letter words were his staple turn-ons.  And yet he was very turned on. “Copulation?”

She nodded. “It’s all very logical, really.”

Tuck made his way towards her, keeping his pace slow and lazy. “So this is you seducing me?”




“So,” he murmured, his fingers dropping from Cassie’s sleeve to stroke up and down her arm, “would you like the standard copulation package or one of the many variations I offer?”

Cassie pulled her arm away as an army of goose bumps marched across her skin and a seductive waft of Tuck flared her nostrils.  “Oh, I think the standard will be fine.” Her voice was husky again and she cleared it. “I still have a paper to get back to. No time for variations.”

                Tuck smiled. A man with a less robust ego may have been intimidated by her haste to be done with it. But he was not one to go for copulation by the clock. And she’d given him a goal now – wipe that research paper from her head for the rest of the night.

                Or die trying.

“Okay,” he said, stepping in closer to her, until her body a hand-touch away, “long, sweet, slow loving it is.”

                Cassie swayed as her senses were engulfed in a wave of him, drenching every cell in a primal urge. She felt his hand warm on her waist, steadying her, and her eyes pinged open, her gaze snared in the brilliant blue of his.  “That’s your standard?” she asked, her voice squeaky.

                Tuck shrugged. “I have high standards.


GLLTM cover 1Blurb:

Talk nerdy to me…

Samuel Tucker is absolutely the last person scientist Cassie Barclay would ever date. Yes, he’s gorgeous, but he’s also far too cocky for his own good and thinks that Pi is a tasty afternoon treat. So when he asks her to dance at her friend Reese’s non-wedding she’s wondering why on earth she says yes!

Tuck is used to people assuming he’s all brawn and no brain, and amuses himself by winding Cassie up. But when he finally takes her to bed, suddenly it’s Tuck who can show Cassie a thing or two! Can he convince her that love and sex have nothing to do with logic and everything to do with chemistry?



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