Rebecca Grace Allen
The Hierarchy of Needs
Releasing: July 7th, 2015
The Hierarchy of Needs
Releasing: July 7th, 2015
Blurb:
Jamie Matthews is stuck in a rut. After
hitting a wall with her dream career, she’s back in her hometown, living a life
as monotonous as swimming laps in the neighborhood pool. Being surrounded by her perfect brothers is a painful reminder of her failure to launch. The last bonfire of the summer is an ideal way to let off steam, especially when she runs into Dean Trescott, the playboy friend she had one hot-as-hell night with back in high school.
Since the day Dean met Jamie, he’s loved her beauty, talent, and smile that lit up the whole damn block. But dating isn’t an option. She has a bright future ahead of her, and he refuses to chain her to his—helping run the family business that’s barely staying afloat.
A “what-happens-in-Vegas” weekend was supposed to get their craving for each other out of their systems. But neither counted on the past repeating itself, drawing them together in even hotter and dirtier ways and dangling the possibility they might both be able to get exactly what they need…
Warning: A friends-to-lovers twice over story that contains some hot ’n’ heavy kissing in the waves, hair pulling, and a man who knows how to use his hands. It may also feature a few practical jokes—only the fun kind, of course.
My Review:
The Hierarchy of Needs by Rebecca Grace AllenMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
Jamie is the youngest sister of three older and very successful brothers. She has always been the free spirit, but she finds herself out of college and working in a job that she likes, but doesn't want to live her life doing. Dean is stuck working for his father's auto business in a way he doesn't enjoy. He feels that he never had a choice, and that his life is doomed to be stagnant and uncaring of his own desires. Jamie and Dean have been very attracted to one another and had one night in high school that was very memorable for both. Dean doesn't do relationships at all, and despite how much he wants Jamie, he believes that she is capable of greatness and that he would only hold her back.
This book was sweet and the characters were easy to like and empathize with. I didn't find a lot of surprises in the story line, but it was nice to see both Jamie and Dean figuring out that their own needs were important and worth pursuing. I haven't read the first book in the series, but it felt like this one read easy enough as a stand-alone. I may have had a little more background about some of the other characters and Jamie's family, but I felt that I got a pretty clear picture of everything just from reading this. If you are looking for a nice easy friends-to-lovers romance with some personal growth issues tied in, I would recommend thisI would read more by this author in the future.
*An ARC was provided in exchange for an honest review
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About Rebecca Grace
Allen
Rebecca Grace Allen writes kinky new adult and hot
contemporary BDSM romance. She holds a Bachelor of Arts in English with a
double concentration in Creative Writing and Literary Comparison, as well as a
Master of Science in Elementary Education, both of which seemed like good ideas
at the time. After stumbling through careers in entertainment, publishing, law
and teaching, she’s returned to her first love: writing. A self-admitted
caffeine addict and gym rat, she currently lives in upstate New York with her
husband, two parakeets, and a cat with a very unusual foot fetish.
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Excerpt:
“Who are we hanging out with tonight?”
Krissy’s question yanked Jamie back into the present.
“Just my friends,” she replied, hoping her blasé expression
would mask the restless energy pumping through her. “Three guys I grew up with
and have known forever.”
The soft hisses and sizzling pops of the bonfire guided her
toward where Dean and her friends were sitting. They made a semi-circle by the
lifeguard stand she’d spent the summer perched on, a plume of smoke between
them spiraling up toward the sky.
Jamie gripped the peeling white wood and swung her body
around it, throwing herself into a grand entrance.
“Hello, boys.”
Dean had the mouth of an open beer bottle by his lips, but
paused when he saw her, his lips curling up into a smirk. His chin was masked
by the day’s worth of stubble he always seemed to have. His crop of dirty blond
hair was cut close on the sides but longer in the front, a few slightly mussed
strands hanging down low over his eyes. Every inch of him said confident and
relaxed, from his ever-present work boots to the swirling lines of ink that
wound like ivy from his wrist to his neck.
He was sex incarnate, a wolf on the prowl in a black T-shirt
and jeans.
“Jamie Matthews. My favorite girl.”
“Oh, I’m still your favorite, huh?”
She was no more his favorite than the last piece of ass he’d
hooked up with, but she liked the nickname nonetheless. She also liked the way
his gaze swooped from her face to her breasts and back up again. It was part of
the game they played, one she wanted to lose herself in tonight.
He grinned. “Of course.”
“Good to know.” Jamie dropped to the sand by his side,
kicked off her flip-flops and stretched out her legs. “I guess that means I’m
entitled to your beer.”
She snagged his bottle from his fingertips and took a deep,
icy swallow.
“Oh, go right ahead.” Dean’s voice oozed with sarcasm, but
there was humor behind it. He nodded to Krissy.
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