getaway driver never expected to help the mayor escape…
absence, Addison Potts is back in Charleston to stir things up. And what better
place to make her villainous return than her estranged cousin’s wedding? Only,
the nuptials hit a snag when the bride doesn’t show, leaving Addison to play getaway
driver for the jilted groom. A groom whose heartbreaking smile and deep,
southern drawl she should not be noticing…
Pont is the future mayor of Charleston. From his military career to city hall,
every detail of his life has been meticulously planned. Until now. His only
respite from life’s sudden upheaval is Addison, his new, improbable best
friend. She makes him happy. Grounds him. And public disapproval be damned,
he’s not willing to give her up. But with an election on the line and public
pressure rising, Addison—and the cruel hand of fate—might not give him a
“Not loving you would have been crazier than loving you at first sight”
I really do enjoy reading books about love at first sight- there is something about that “theory” that has always intrigued me and this book gave me all of the feels! Cover of the book -Hot, first few pages- hotter, and the overall story- HOT HOT HOT! Addison and Elijah belong together and I was so excited to get to read their story.
Addison is back in Charleston, SC. She sees the groom of the wedding she is attending and can’t help but think that he should not be getting married. Crazy thought to think that thought at a wedding, and an even crazier thought when you combine it with the fact that she has never met the man, doesn’t know anything about him, AND he is getting married to her cousin- yes you read that right! Once you dive further into the book, you will understand that it was just something that couldn’t be helped from Addison, that it was love at first sight. Honestly, I wasn’t even mad at the girl cause when you know, you know. Elijah somehow winds up in Addison’s car after the ceremony ends and what follows is what makes the book so great!
This was my first book by Tessa Bailey and surely will not be my last. I loved the fast pace of the book and I loved how interesting the story was. Each character had their own quirks and things about them that I just loved reading about, and you couldn’t help but want to know more and more while reading. It was a fun and quick read for me and while the book had a HEA, there were many moments where I wanted to punch Elijah right in the face. However, at the end in my opinion he redeems himself and makes you swoon over him because you know this is true love! It had moments of intrigue with the backstory including some family drama, the perfect balance of steamy scenes, and a great ending that will keep a smile on your face for days.
I give this book 5 stars because it was the perfect read for me, and I would definitely recommend it to my fellow book lovers. It has everything you could want out of a romance book and just enough mystery surrounding the story to keep you hooked and zoned in until you finish the book. I totally got lost in the story and absolutely loved it and think you will too! Getaway Girl is must read and you will not be disappointed!
stop to clear the rasp from my voice. “If there’s no picture of us together, we
should take one.”
idea.” He crooks his finger at me, unwittingly sealing his fate. “Come here.”
jacket on downstairs when I thought we were leaving, but I take it off now,
simply letting it fall. “I want you in the mayor’s chair.”
stray to my pooled jacket, then tick to mine. “You what?”
picture. I want you sitting in the chair.”
Right.” He slides out the brown leather, high-back executive chair and drops
into it. “What about you?”
slips. Whose wouldn’t? This powerful, gorgeous man sits before me, outlined by
the city he’s been elected to run. His thighs are thicker than my waist, his
sleeves caught up around his elbows. A strong man. A man of conviction who will
not be seduced unless he really wants to be.
out of his mind and can’t resist.
can second-guess myself, I move between his outstretched thighs and ease myself
onto his lap. “Addison.”
an innocent look over my shoulder. “Yes, Captain?”
rises and falls. Once. Twice. “Take the picture.”
that I’m playing with fire stops psyching me out…and begins to excite me. Maybe
it’s the gravel in his tone…or the big fists that come to rest on the desk.
No…it’s definitely the way he presses his nose to my hair and inhales. As if
I’m not going to notice. But I do. I do and it makes me braver. Makes me throb
between my legs.
lean across the desk where I set my purse, taking my time digging through to
find my cell before pulling it out, searching for the camera app. All the
while, his muscles bunch beneath me, harder and harder…and that’s when I feel
it. His erection lifts under my backside, so thick and glorious, I bite my lip
to stop from crying out. I want to, though. I want to sob at the proof that
he’s physically attracted to me and at least I have that much.
are shaking as I lift the camera, my instincts screaming at me to grind down.
Elijah’s breath is pelting the back of my neck. Other than that he’s completely
still, though. But when I flip the camera around to selfie mode and get my
first look at his face, there isn’t a jury on the planet that would rule him
unaffected. His eyes are closed, nostrils flared, mouth open against my hair.
“You’ve got five seconds,” he says. “Take it, or—”
Elijah stands up and takes me with him, my ass pressed to his lap, feet
dangling off the ground. As if I weigh nothing more than a child. It only lasts
for a couple mind-blowing seconds, though, before he settles me on the ground
behind his desk. His heat begins to leave me and I sense my chance slipping
away, so I twist around to face him. Still mere inches away from me, he pauses
with his head tipped forward, hands flexing at his sides. “We could be more
than friends.” After easing myself backwards onto the desk, I snag his necktie
and tug him closer, guiding his hips between my open thighs. “Just for
is more like a rough expulsion of air, the scent of bourbon hitting me. “That’s
not how things work,” he says, his palms scraping up my thighs, twisting in the
hem of my dress. “Goddammit, Addison. You’re not supposed to tempt me like
He’s tempted. My blood cells crash together. “I don’t always do what I’m
supposed to,” I murmur, leaning up to bring our mouths close, a breath
separating them. “If I wasn’t your friend, would you kiss me right now?”
fasten on my mouth, seeming darker than usual. Predatory. “You felt what you
did to my cock, sugar. You know the answer to that.”
Bailey is originally from Carlsbad, California. The day after high school
graduation, she packed her yearbook, ripped jeans and laptop, driving
cross-country to New York City in under four days.
valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees,
a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her
husband, best friend and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put
herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace
University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the work force
as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her
lives in Long Island, New York with her husband of ten years and
six-year-old daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is
incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in