Title: Come Sundown
Author: Chelsea Landon
Release Date: May 27, 2014
Erin Evans is the kind of girl no guy wants to be in a relationship with. She’s
controlling and never backs down when she thinks she’s right. Knowing this, and rightfully fearing her last few years in her twenties will be like the last five,
she looks for some adventure. That’s when her best friend
convinces her to go on vacation with her to the Bahamas. On the
land of white sand, coconut rum, and a cloudless sky, what she never expects is to meet Tyler Weston,
a local bartender with a sweet tongue for the pretty girls. He’s tattooed, entertaining, and
living the dream in paradise as he sets her drinks and her world on fire. As the moon lights the city, Erin unexpectedly becomes infatuated with Tyler and his bartending
skills when he offers her the challenge of trying his Black Magic drink her first night on Paradise Island.</
span> Hoping to get some more alone time with Tyler, she sets out on a
mission to try every drink on the menu while on vacation. And after one night and one Black Magic
drink, both of which she can barely remember, results into two weeks of exciting possibilities she
never saw coming. Can Erin put aside her cynical side and let the
dirty-mouthed bartender show her what island life and love are really like?
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I had never been on a jet ski before, and after ten minutes of
skimming over the gentle waves, I wasn’t sure I ever would again. Tyler thought it was hilarious
to dump me off the back when I thought I saw a shark.
True, it wasn’t a shark, but a dolphin.
“Even the sharks won’t hurt you,” he
said, still laughing as I clung to his back, fearing for my life.
“The fuck you say,” I wailed, refusing to
even look at the playful dolphin nudging the side of the jet ski. “Where I come from, sharks
bite.”
Tyler ignored me and reached down, running his hand over
the dolphin’s nose. “He’s just curious about you.”
I wasn’t so sure about that but when we got to the
swimming pigs, I had another momentary freak-out.
“Holy Jesus, are those pigs?” I was practically
standing on the jet ski trying to distance myself from them.
Tyler looked up at me as he treaded water with them.
“What do they look like?”
“Pigs.”
“Well I suppose they’re pigs then.” He
rubbed the top of a gray and black one’s head.
“Jump in.” He gave a nod with his head, the
pigs all around him now, like they were old friends.
I gave him a horrified look. “No. Pigs shouldn’t
swim.”
“Says who?”
“Me. I say that.”
“Don’t be a pussy. It’s a fucking pig. He
ain’t gonna bite.”
“He won’t?”
Tyler wouldn’t lie to me, would he?
“No.” He looked at me and his eyes darkened.
“I might.”
Pigs apparently don’t bite. Well at least they
didn’t bite me. They sniffed me and invaded my space, but no biting.
Being out in the water this way offered some sights you
wouldn’t usually see on the beach. I saw pigs swimming, tasted a fresh pineapple, went through
a secret canyon, kissed under another waterfall, and ran my hands over a stingray.
“I can’t believe how blue the water is,”
I said, my chin resting on Tyler’s shoulder when we stopped about a half mile from the beach.
“It’s the way the light reflects off the water
that gives it that clear blue appearance.”
My favorite part, maybe the most memorable?
I was straddling Tyler on his sun-drenched jet ski, when his
palm met my breast over my bikini and I knew where it was heading again. His thumb grazed my nipple,
his other hand brushing over my sun-sizzling skin until it was wrapped around my neck and pulling my
kiss to his. My lashes fluttered closed. His lips were so soft and tender, pouring emotion and sweet
desperation into his touch...something you wouldn’t think someone having just a short-lived
island romance would do.
The kiss deepened as he gathered me up drawing me into
his chest. My legs fell to the sides and squeezed, rubbing against his hardness. Shivers shot through my
entire body at the contact. “You’re addicted, aren’t you?” he asked, his lips
at my ear.
I moaned and he grunted at the contact, his hand moving to
wrap around my waist, grinding me into him once again. “I am.” I kissed him again, slow
and deep. “Are you?”
As the jet ski rocked in gentle movements, his hands untied
my bikini strings, lifting me slightly so my bottoms were fisted in his hand at my hip. He lifted me
again, his hands fumbling between us. His eyes found mine, shades of blue revealing a sweet sadness.
“I’m obsessed,” he murmured, the warm glow from the waters dancing against his
skin as sunlight reflected off each ripple.
1. Blurred Lines – Robin Thicke
2. Talk Dirty – Jason Derulo
3. Short Change Hero – The Heavy
4. Cruise – Florida Georgia Line
5. When The Lights Go Out – The Black Keys
6. Radioactive – Kings of Leon
7. Toes – Zac Brown Band
8. Won’t Let Go – Black Stone Cherry
9. Ordinary World – Duran Duran
10. I Love A Rainy Night – Eddie Rabbitt
11. Drink You Away – Justin Timberlake
12. Freaks – French Montana
13. Almost Lover – Jasmine Thompson
14. Dancin’ Away With My Heart – Lady Antebellum</ span>
15. Dust to Dust – The Civil Wars
16. Happiness – The Fray
17. Am I Wrong – Nico & Vinz
5 Tequila Sunrise Stars for Chelsea Landon's Come Sundown!!!!
"When life sucks, I have an answer for that. Drinking. It's why they made that shit. I guarantee it."
After a bad break-up where Erin was told that she was "controlling, dictating, & callous" the
logical answer was a trip to the Bahamas with her best friend and her
best friend's fiance. Erin was looking for a good time, a one night
stand that would get her mind off of everything going on, or not going
on at home. What she never expected to do was become a carefree, fun
loving, open-minded girl who fell in love in a matter of days with an
island
boy.
Erin
goes to an off the resort beach bar on her first night in paradise
alone, and sets her sights on the hottie bartender who she immediately
nick-names "island boy". After drinking more then her body weight in
alcohol, trying practically ever drink that Tyler has on the menu, she
takes him back to her room for an amazing night of fun, no strings
attached sex. Or so she thought. A girl who had an innate need to
control every aspect of her life, down to scheduling sex with her
ex-boyfriend, she lets loose for the
first time in forever and commits to having fun on vacation.
Tyler
is a local, working in his father's bar and living with his two
friends, Nathan and Jared. Erin notices that there is something hiding
behind his bright eyes and alluring smile, thinking that maybe he is
just what she needs to let go of a little of the control that she seems
to so desperately need. Tyler takes her on adventures, never telling
her where they are going and Erin enjoys every minute that she spends
with him, not wanting any of their time to end.
She sits at the end of the bar each night, trying his fruity drinks
and engaging in many conversations wtih Tyler, never about anything
serious, but feeling comfortable all the same. He shows her that sharks
do not in fact bite, that riding on a jet-ski is exillerating, the when
helmut diving you can discover there is such a thing as a swimming pig
and that going to the places that the locals frequent is much more fun
then staying on the resort.
Tyler
tells Erin that he can be anything that she needs him
to be, but what does Tyler want to be? He seems to conform to the
ideal that he believes Erin has of him in her mind, just a vacation
fling, nothing more nothing less. But is that what Erin really feels or
is that what she convinces herself that she feels. It's toward the end
of her time in the Bahamas, when Erin pushes Tyler away on purpose by
leaving the bar with Jackson, that she realizes that maybe the feelings
that she has when she is with Tyler or more than a passing thing.
" Sometimes it's easier to listen to your heart and ignore the warnings that you gut may give you. But then, there's this one chance, this one moment where you know that you could possibly be letting the most amazing part of your life go."
Every girl dreams of being on a tropical island with a gorgeous guy that you fall in love with Come Sundown, but
Chelsea Landon weaves a story that is so much more than that. This is a
story about
coming to terms with who you are and who you want to be, with accepting
that the past does not define you and you can be forgiven even after
death. A story about taking chances that you would have never
considered, even if they are totally scary.
"The thing I realized is that for things to go right, some things have to go wrong before you understand the difference. I knew the difference."
This is a MUST READ for all!! I cannot WAIT to read the next book, I need to know about Nathan and Natalie's story!
Something Worth Saving - Released
Feb 1, 2014
It was one night, one fate and something tragic destroying something beautiful. Heavy sheets of smoke curling and rolling together constricting my
visions of this life I had. You see that there?
That wrenching pain in your gut knowing not everything as it seems?
Look closer. That nervous energy you now have, stumbling over words you can’t say,
a voice muffled under a mask, a moaning plea to be saved, slurred words on the tip of your tongue,
there’s the something tragic. When I have nothing left
to give, nothing left to say, it’s him that brings me back to the moment, in the arms of my
firefighter, the warmth of his heart and body, struggling to save his family.
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Just Enough - Coming Aug 2014
I want out of this town. I want to
leave and never look back. He doesn’t knock when he comes
in, he never needs to. He knows, as well as I do, my door is always open, waiting. I crave him. I do. He knows this, I think, I know, and I believe he craves me
too. Why else would he come back? It’s his determination
and his will that gets me. That determination keeps me waiting for him in a dreary bay. I’ve
always heard my friends say they wanted the rich guy to take them out of this small town that seems
to hold us all captive. Lincoln wasn’t that guy. At
first look, he’s a fisherman, married to the sea and weighted by her waves.Who is he to me? He’s someone who
gives just enough. He shows me a different way of thinking. A way
to give more than just enough.
A stay-at-home mom, Chelsea spends her days drinking entirely too much
caffeine, baking sugar-sweet treats she never eats, playing on Pinterest, and jotting down notes for
her novels. A dreamer at heart, she’s been creating happily-ever-afters. She’s a lover, a
writer, a dreamer, would rather type than speak, wants to remember everything, loves lots of ice in her
drinks, and is slightly introverted.
