Blog Tour Review & Giveaway: Beneath This Mask – Meghan March

My name is Charlotte Agoston, and I’m a runner. Not the ‘let’s go for a jog and slap a 26.2 sticker on your bumper’ kind of runner; I’m the kind of runner who takes off when her father is staring down the barrel of a guilty verdict that carries a 175-year sentence for perpetrating the largest fraud in the history of the world. That’s right. Bernie Madoff was an amateur compared to Alistair Agoston.

Faced with living under a cloud of suspicion and constant questioning by the FBI, I ran. I’m making a new life in New Orleans as Charlie Stone. I traded my future in New York high finance for tattoos, booze, a few friends who don’t ask questions, and one giant mutt named Huckleberry Finn. Everything is simple and uncomplicated until Simon Duchesne—former hotshot Navy fighter pilot, NOLA’s favorite son, city councilman, and rumored congressional hopeful—walks into my life.

The flashing cameras he attracts threaten to expose everything I’m hiding, but I can’t seem to stay away. Why are the most dangerous ideas always the most seductive?

In trying to get lost, I found myself. And then I found Simon. He loves me, and he doesn’t even know my real name. I’m going to break his heart, but mine will shatter right along with it. This is our story.

Will we be strong enough to face the consequences of revealing what’s beneath this mask?

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Release Date: September 29th 2014
Publisher: Meghan March LLC
Source: Shh…Mom’s Reading
Reviewer: Shannon
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Reviewer’s Thoughts

4.5 Cocktails

There was just something about BENEATH THIS MASK that called to me.  Whether it was the characters or the setting of New Orleans, I don’t know.  But I absolutely fell in love with Charlie and Simon.

They seemed a somewhat unlikely couple:  Simon the local city Councilman and possible Gubernatorial candidate and Charlie, the tatted up, bad attitude tattoo parlor receptionist and clothing sales clerk.  But with both of these characters, we discover there is much more to them than the expectations placed on them by their parents…which stifle both of them…but Charlie to a greater extent.  Charlie may have shed her parents expectations sooner than Simon, but when they are both true to themselves and completely honest with each other, there is no question these two belong together.

I loved the storyline Megan March created for this couple because it showed that despite how someone looks, they could very easily be a person who is much more polished than the one standing in front of them.  The ponzi scheme angle to the story was intriguing and left me wondering if those running the schemes have a similar thought process like Charlie’s father (which I won’t spoil because you need to pick this one up).

I devoured this book, the characters and I’ll be on pins and needles until we get Constantine’s book.  I have a feeling there is a good story there.  If you haven’t heard of Meghan March, definitely pick this one up.  It’s totally sexy, angsty, sassy and all sorts of good.

“I gotta go, babe.” His eyes skimmed over my nude body. “And that blows. I was hoping to stay in bed all day with you.”

I arched an eyebrow. “I don’t remember inviting you to spend the day in my bed.”

“You would have.”

“So cocky.” I trailed a finger down my chest, between my breasts. “You’re lucky I think that’s hot.”

“You don’t play fair.”

My smile transformed into an outright grin as he watched my fingers continue down to my belly. “Should I?”
“Never.”

He crossed to the bed and leaned down to press a quick kiss to my lips.

“Wish I could stay, but I have to take care of something for work. A customer’s cargo is currently sitting on the bottom of the Mississippi, and I need to clean up the mess.”

I flipped the sheet up and covered myself, suddenly embarrassed that I’d been trying to act the seductress when he had real world problems to deal with. “It’s fine. Do what you need to do.”

He pulled the sheet away, leaving me naked again. “Like you better this way.” He sat on the bed and cupped the side of my face in his big hand. “Dinner tonight?”

I didn’t hesitate. “Sure.”

“Wear a dress. A short one.” My jaw dropped. He said what?

“Seriously? You did not just say that.”
“Oh, but I did.”
I huffed, tugging the sheet from his grip. “Have you ever seen me wear a dress? Let alone a short one?”
He leaned in and brushed his lips over the shell of my ear. “I’m going to see it tonight.”

“Cocky bastard,” I said, shivering from the contact. “If it gets you into a dress, I’ll be whatever kind of bastard you want me to be.”
I won the sheet tug-of-war and tucked it around me before crossing my arms over my chest. “Maybe. No promises.”

“I’ll pick you up at seven. Short dress. High heels. The same wild, just-been-fucked hair you’ve got going on right now. That’s how I’m going to be picturing you all day while I sort this shit out.”

I bit my lip and shook my head at him. “You’re crazy.”

“Only about you.” His lips met mine for one more kiss. This one was long, slow, and full of promise of what was to come. Finally, he pulled away. “See you later, babe.”

He left the room, and I heard the door to my apartment open and close. I uncrossed my arms and pressed a palm against either side of my face and rubbed upward. I was in way too deep.

Meghan March is a Michigan native who has spent a good portion of her life buried in a book. Case in point: she read the entire romance section of her small town public library by age fourteen. Even after growing up (sort of) and getting a law degree, she never lost her passion for a great story, twisty plot, epic romance, and amazing characters. When she’s not writing, she’s probably reading, target shooting, drooling over fast cars, playing with her crazy mutt, or hanging with her very own sexy bad boy.

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