
My Review: I'm sold! We're living in 2018, so nontraditional relationships should be readily accepted. I mean, heck.. if I could have Will and Sullivan, I would jump at the chance. I've read some menage books in the past, but it was mostly about the... ahem, erotic aspect. But Bedfellows, while it definitely has the hot stuff, is so much... sweeter, I guess is the best term. There are a lot of emotions involved, this is so much deeper than any others I've read.
Considering this author's pseudonym, I knew I'd love the book. And I knew it would be hot. But I loved seeing this different side of a favorite author. She's stretching her wings, and she did a fantastic job. I'd love to see her do even more like this in the future. I hope this isn't a one-off for the Lola Leighton name! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go off and dream about my very own relationship with Will and Sullivan...
Cover Lovin': Just a hint of hotness!
Recommendation: You need to like your books with a little extra spice.
Final Rating: FOUR out of FIVE stars (4/5)!! Loved this! I hope this author chooses to write more like this in the future. It was hot and original, a truly winning combination!


“Tonight has been great, Sullivan. It's just, when I think about adding Will into the equation, I get …”
“Scared?”
She shook her head. “Butterflies.”
“Butterflies are good, right?”
“I think so.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. I leaned in closer, captivated by her. Everything about her drew me in—from the swell of her full lips, to her uncertainty about this, and especially her willingness to try.
“He's not here now. Put the butterflies away.”
“Okay.” She smiled.
I leaned in closer. “I've wanted to kiss you all night.”
She wet her lower lip with the tip of her tongue and it was all the answer I needed. She wanted this, too. Wanted me.
My heart pumped faster with that secret knowledge.
Tilting her chin so that her lips met mine, I took her mouth. Gently at first, and then with a growing sense of hunger as her warm, wet tongue came out to meet mine.
She tasted incredible. Slightly sweet from the wine, and feminine and simply perfect.


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