Blog Tour Review & Giveaway: Indulge by Georgia Cates

Posted August 7, 2015 by Shannon in Blog Tour, Giveaways, InkSlingers PR, Reviews, Shannon / 0 Comments

Blog Tour Review & Giveaway:  Indulge by Georgia CatesIndulge by Georgia Cates
Published by Georgia Cates Books LLC Publication Date: August 3, 2015
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From New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Best-selling author, Georgia Cates, comes a steamy new standalone novel.Beau Emerson is no gentleman. Those hazel eyes.That filthy mouth.That greedy, hard body.It all equates to one thing. Irresistible.One look and I know he’ll bruise my lips and scar my knees. He’ll give me the best nine days of my life while ruining me in the most beautiful way imaginable. And I’ll let him because he has the power to talk me into anything.Except one thing.Staying.I have no choice. The things I desire from him will destroy me in the end. I want more than he’s capable of giving––something true and beautiful.He can never know how much of me belongs to him. Too much is at stake.Shh … don’t tell him he’s my everything.My name is Anna James Bennett. And this is our story.

I always look forward to a Georgia Cates book, because I never know what I’m going to get. Β But I always know it’ll be hot and I’ll find myself hard pressed not to love the hero. Β INDULGE did not disappoint.

Anna James finds herself heading to a hedonistic resort with her best friend and husband to celebrate her divorce from her cheating ex-husband. Β Despite having reservations about being at such a club, she can’t pass up a trip to spend some quality time at a Jamaican resort. Β She was ready for fun in the sun, she just wasn’t expecting Beau Emerson.

Beau’s character was larger than life and seemed to leap off the page. Β With his southern charm and sexual chemistry he was hard to resist from the minute we meet him. Β And as the first part of the book is told from Anna’s POV, we know she found herself hard press to resist him as well. Β Despite having participated in a non-conventional relationship, you knew Beau was willing to do whatever it took to be with Anna James just by the way he acted with her. Β And as the story flipped to his POV, we knew exactly what he thought and what he wanted from our reluctant heroine. Β You couldn’t help but pull for him. Β His relationships in the past were more about being caught up in something because his partner introduced it, rather than it being something that Beau wanted. Β So you felt bad for him when he suddenly found himself without the one person who made him feel complete.

Sometimes I wondered about Anna James. Β For someone who was best friends with someone who was into alternate lifestyles, she was very closed minded and judgmental when it came to Beau. Β She was quick to not believe what he was saying, rather than taking his word when he told her how he felt about her. Β It was frustrating. Β Especially when she used his past against him as a reason for her to act poorly and keep a huge secret from him. Β And she was likable.

I enjoyed INDULGE. Β It was a fun escape into some beach fun and a hot romance. Β Georgia Cates never disappoints and INDULGE is definitely one to pick up.

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PROLOGUE:

Anna James Bennett

Prologue

I sigh as I toss the thick legal envelope across the island in Meredith’s gourmet kitchen. The proof of my marriage’s dissolution barely comes to a stop before plummeting over the edge. β€œIt’s final, as of today.”

My best friend, Meredith, squeals. β€œYes. This calls for a celebratory drink.”

The word celebratory implies happiness or joy. That isn’t the case for me. My husband of twelve months left me for a nineteen-year-old. A kid. His former student.

Fucker.

He swears nothing happened while she was his pupil.

Liar.

He claims it’s true love.

Dumbass.

Drake’s relationship with Caitlyn is fleeting. She’s an immature teen who wants to play house. The paint won’t dry on the walls of their new apartment before she’s ready to bail.

β€œI’ve been saving this one for a special occasion.” Ahh. A bottle of Wittmann Westhofener Morstein Riesling. Always rich in body and texture. My favorite.

Gulp. Gulp. The bottle gurgles as Meredith pours far more than three ounces. My glass is three-quarters full when she presses two fingers against the base and glides it across the sleek Carrara marble toward me. I instantly salivate when the essence of honey, peach, mango, and flowers invades my nostrils.

Meredith lifts her glass, cueing me to the toast she’s about to make. β€œHere’s to the end of an error––your misconception that Drake Langston was a knight in shining armor rather than what he really isβ€”a turd in tinfoil.”

β€œI know that’s the truth.” I tap my glass against hers before taking the first sip of dry, fruity goodness. Damn, that’s good stuff.

β€œCapone made sure you got everything you wanted?”

Alec Capone is the most successful divorce attorney in Georgia. He should be with a name like that. β€œI got more than I wanted, including custody of Little Bastard, since Drake relinquished ownership of him. Caitlyn’s allergic.” I’m epically pissed off about him dumping his cat on me.

β€œAre you keeping the lil’ guy?”

β€œI haven’t decided.” Kermit, AKA Little Bastard, has no love for me. Doesn’t matter that I’ve been the one who has fed him his every bite, changed his litter box every time, taken him to the vet for every visit, even the time he was deathly ill from eating part of my foam flip-flop.

β€œYou won’t have a problem if you decide to re-home him. He’s beautiful. Plenty of cat lovers would take him just because he’s a Bengal.”

Kermit was Drake’s trophy cat. Pretty to look at and that’s about it. Much like Caitlyn.

I have no emotional connection to Little Bastard. I’ve tried to bond but he’s resistant. That’s why I’m so surprised by the way I feel when I think of giving him away. He’s resistant to loving me. Just like Drake.

β€œI got my name back.” That’s what I wanted most. Bennett. My daddy’s name.

The wrinkle in Meredith’s brow serves as a warning. It’s always a prelude to something serious. β€œI understand those papers feel like a painful ending but that’s because they’re disguising what today is. A new beginning. Grayson and I think it’s important for you to treat this as a fresh start.”

Meredith disappears into the dining room and returns with a gift bag covered in curly ribbon and filled with tissue paper.

β€œYour divorce gift. Read the card first.”

I open the envelope and read the message aloud. β€œCongratulations on your divorce. We hated him.”

β€œNo secret there.” I already knew Meredith and Grayson despised Drake.

I rip into the bag, tossing aqua and lime tissue paper in every direction. I’m worse than a child when it comes to tearing into gifts.

I take out each item and place it on the countertop. Sunscreen. Ray-Bans. The ridiculously expensive bikini I lusted for at that expensive boutique in Buckhead. And condoms.

β€œSur…prise. Grayson and I are taking you to Jamaica with us next month.”

Umm … not just no. β€œForget it. Not happening.”

β€œOh, it’s happening. We’ve already booked two suites and your airline ticket. First class.”

She’s out of her mind. I’m not going to that place. β€œCancel one. Unless you and Grayson plan to use separate suites.”

β€œCan’t cancel. It’s Wicked Week at the resort so both rooms had to be paid for in full. Nonrefundable.”

This is her way of guilting me into doing what she wants. She thinks I’ll say yes if her money won’t be returned. β€œYou’re so wrong for doing this to me.”

β€œYou need a getaway and we knew you’d never agree otherwise. Don’t be mad.”

I’m not mad. I’m pissed. I’ve already made plans for the next three months. β€œI’m taking a second job while school’s out for summer. There’s no way an employer will give me vacation time four weeks after hiring me.”

β€œMaybe not, unless your bosses are Meredith and Grayson Faulkner. Come to work for us and we’ll guarantee you the time off. There won’t be a reason in the world you can’t go.”

Right. No reason in the world unless you consider the fact this all-expenses-paid vacation is for a getaway at a hedonism resort. A freaking no-holds-barred sex retreat.

I’m neither a hede nor a swinger.

Meredith Faulkner has been my best friend since ninth grade. We’ve been through thick and thin. There’s nothing she and I haven’t shared, apart from one huge exception.

Meredith and Grayson practice hedonism. They chase pleasure in any form it presents. They’re also part of a local community known to many as the lifestyle. They’re swingers. Wife Swappers.

Whatever floats their boat is fine by me. I don’t judge. But hedonism and swinging ain’t my thang. I’m not into casual sex. I prefer intimacy with a man I love, and always within the boundaries of a committed relationship.

Call me old-fashioned but I need more than a physical connection. A quick fuck with a person I’ve just met isn’t my cup of tea. Neither is having sex with someone else while my husband watches. Or the other way around.

β€œDon’t be worried about the money. Indulge is all-inclusive. You won’t be out a dime.”

I am cash-strapped but Meredith knows my resistance is unrelated to my financial status. β€œI don’t practice hedonism and I’m not a swinger. I have no business going to Indulge.”

β€œIt’s Jamaica, mon! There are plenty of activities that have nothing to do with hedonism or swinging.” She picks up the top of the bikini she just gifted me and holds it up over my shirt. β€œThink of how great you’ll look on the beach in this.”

I’m not denying I need an escape from this hell I call reality but I don’t want it to be at Indulge, even if all expenses are paid. β€œSeeing you and Grayson with other people will be a problem for me.”

β€œThen we’ll ensure you don’t.”

β€œWhat kind of things would there be for me to do?”

β€œLet me grab my laptop and I’ll show you.”

The website for Indulge makes it appear to be a classy establishment. But looks can be deceiving. β€œThis isn’t what I was expecting.”

β€œHedonism resorts are like anything else. There are different levels. Go to a hundred dollar a night establishment and you’ll get what you pay for. Indulge is five stars all the way so it’s only the best accommodations and amenities for its guests.”

Meredith navigates to the page of offered activities. The list is huge. β€œYou’ve always wanted to try snorkeling and scuba diving.”

β€œTrue.” I wanted an island honeymoon where Drake and I could do those things together. He took me to the mountains instead, the last place I wanted to go, because it was cheaper.

β€œI know you don’t think so but this is your kind of vacation, Anna James. The pools are luxurious. The beaches are white with the bluest water you’ve ever seen. You’re provided with all the alcohol and food you can hold. Calories don’t count there.”

β€œWell, that changes everything.”

β€œThe service is magnificent. You can lie on the beach, in this new bikini, and have drinks brought to you by a handsome cabana boy. Who wouldn’t enjoy that?”

I imagine the serenity of being on a Jamaican beach. I envision the sun warming my skin. It lightly glistens with sweat but I’m not hot because the breeze cools me when it blows against my sun-kissed skin. The rush of the waves rolling in and out is steady. It’s my favorite sound in the world. A perfect recipe for relaxation.

My lovely imagery is interrupted by a notionβ€”some old naked coot standing beside me where I’m sunbathing on a lounger. I look over to see who’s blocking the sun and his spunk spitter is staring me down. β€œI don’t want some dude’s frank ’n beans in my face.”

Meredith bursts into laughter. β€œDespite what you think, the men don’t go around shaking their balls like maracas.”

β€œI won’t be hounded?” That would piss me off. And completely ruin my good time.

β€œYou’re a beautiful woman. I don’t think it’s possible for you to not be propositioned.”

I’ve spent my life being compared to a life-size version of Barbie. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, but petite. At five four, I don’t have those mile-long, lean legs like the doll.

I’ve never had a problem with men finding me attractive. Except my own husband. I must have aged out for him since he likes ’em young.

β€œThere’s a policy in place and everyone adheres to it. All you have to say is β€˜I appreciate your interest, but no thank you.’ They won’t bother you after that. Harassment isn’t allowed. Anyone who doesn’t abide by the rules is made to leave.”

β€œBut what about the one refusing to take no for an answer?” It never fails. There will be one in the bunch.

β€œThere’s always someone at Indulge who will say yes. They don’t waste their time on uninterested people.” Well, that makes sense.

I hear the garage door lifting. β€œSounds like G’s home.”

Meredith beams. Three years of marriage and she still lights up like a candle for him. Yet she’ll have sex with another man. Their marriage is an enigma I don’t think I’ll ever understand.

β€œGrayson’s comfortable with me going to the resort with y’all?”

β€œIt was his idea. He wants to do something nice for you. Let him.”

G’s a good friend. Loyal. Protective. So much so I thought he was going to kill Drake when he found out what he’d done to me. I adore him for that; it was nice to know I had someone in my corner.

Grayson enters from the garage and is nearly tackled by their golden retriever, desperate for his daily dose of petting from his master. β€œHey, Howie. Were you a good boy today?”

β€œNo, he damn sure wasn’t,” Meredith calls outs. β€œHe snuck into the laundry room and stole my favorite panties from the laundry basket. He chewed a big-ass hole in the crotch.”

Grayson chuckles loudly before giving Howie one last scratch behind his ears.

β€œIt’s not funny. It’s the third pair this week.”

My best friend’s husband comes to her and kisses the side of her face. It’s so loving. Normal. Someone looking in from the outside couldn’t possibly imagine the things they do behind closed doors. β€œHowie knows I like you in crotchless panties.”

Meredith gasps and slaps his arm. β€œStop. Don’t say things like that in front of Anna James.”

Grayson grins in my direction. He’s so handsome. Dark hair graying at the temples. Bright blue eyes. I wouldn’t dare share him with another woman if I were Meredith. β€œMy dear wife would totally say something like that in front of you.”

He’s almost right. β€œNo. She would say much worse.”

Meredith winks at me. β€œI absolutely would but only because I can. I’m her best friend.”

Grayson gestures to the gift bag on the counter. β€œIs AJ still calling you a friend after opening our gift?”

I pick up the card. β€œI loved this. And the bikini.”

Grayson smirks. β€œWhat about our offer?”

I don’t know what to say. To decline feels like a shitty, ungrateful thing. To accept feels wrong. Wicked.

β€œDon’t think about what kind of resort it is or what goes on there. It’s the change of scenery and escape from life that you need. Think of it as a palate cleansing.”

All valid points.

A palate cleansing. I like that idea. A lot. β€œOkay. I’m in.”

Meredith squeals and darts to where I’m sitting. She throws her arms around me and squeezes tightly. β€œYou’re going to have the time of your life. This is going to be a getaway you’ll never forget. I guarantee it.”

I’m certain it will be an experience I’ll never forget. Even when I try.

Now, to find someone to keep Little Bastard.

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About Georgia Cates

Georgia resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked back yet.

When she’s not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s listening to her iPod and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress. Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.

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I am a lover of alpha males with dirty mouths, strong heroines putting alpha males in their place, and the Chicago Blackhawks. I'm a proud hockey mom who can often be found at the hockey rink cheering on my favorite forward, with my kindle close by.