Blog Tour Review: One Last Time by Corinne Michaels

I always love a romance story where a Hollywood star falls for the everyday girl and Corrine Michaels delivers with her latest release.  With two slightly broken people, she makes not only the characters believe in love, but readers reaffirm their beliefs as well.

Kristin finds herself in a place she never thought possible, navigating life as a single mom while trying to define who she is.  So of course, that would be the time that she meets a man who gives her everything she craved with her ex-husband.  Kristian fights Noah, but Noah pushes back proving to Kristin she can have everything she wants with him, on her timetable.

I loved the two of them together, but I loved how Kristin’s friends also pushed her to step outside her comfort zone and realize what a treasure she had found in Noah.  She needed Noah and her friends to remind of who she used to be and how to get that groove back.

Another great read by Corinne Michaels.  This one has all the feels and little less angst, making that HEA a fun ride to get to.

One Last Time by Corinne Michaels
Release Date: February 26^th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Excerpt:

Before I can make a move either way, the glass door slides open and Noah walks through the threshold.

My legs start to quiver as his eyes meet mine. All I can think about is how I’d like to climb him like a tree and shake his coconuts. I thought he was hot in the photo, then he was better through the window, but up close, he’s otherworldly.

“Hi.” Noah’s throaty voice floats around me. “You must be Kristin.”

Instead of speaking, I stand here with my mouth hanging open. Some small sounds that could be words escape, but they aren’t coherent.

Kill me now.

“Noah, this is my best friend, Kristin. Who we told you about.” Heather elbows me.

“Yes. Me. Hi. Kristin. I. You. Hi.”

Smooth. Someone should video this because I’m sure it’s highly entertaining.

“Right.” Noah flashes a blinding smile. “I hear you’re a reporter?”

Okay, Kristin, you have to speak in more than one-word increments or grunting noises.

I grab Heather’s glass she just poured and hope it’ll act as a talisman. “Yes, for a small blog, but I’m that. A reporter. For a blog. I write.”

And a bumbling idiot.

Noah’s green eyes are filled with humor. He moves a little closer and places his hand on top of mine. “Eli filled me in a little. I’m happy I came.”

I’m pretty sure I just came. At least we’re all coming.

“Me, too.”

His lips turn up as his eyes rake my body. “See you out there.” He winks and walks back out.

My ovaries have officially disintegrated.

I turn back to Heather, who bursts out into a fit of laughter. “Oh, that was epic. You all said I was starstruck when I met Eli? You should’ve seen that!” Heather continues to laugh at my expense. “Yes. Me. Um. Blog. Er—” She mocks.

 “Shut up.” I laugh—because, really, what else can I do—and bump her hip before moving around the bar and grabbing a glass. “Now, pour me a shot before I drink straight from the bottle.”

There’s only one way to get through tonight.

Alcohol.

Lots of Alcohol.