Blog Tour Review + Giveaway- YOU'RE STILL THE ONE by Rachel Harris

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We are so excited to bring you the Review & Excerpt Tour for Rachel Harris’s YOU’RE STILL THE ONE, the first novel in Rachel’s Country Blues Series! YOU’RE STILL THE ONE – a novel published by Entangled Bliss – is out now. Grab your copy today!

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About YOU’RE STILL THE ONE:

Love is one dare neither of them can take…
Arabella Stone, Nashville’s darling, is eager to shuck her prim-and-proper rep, and a few wild months spent checking items off her ” summer bucket list” is the way to do it.

First up: kiss the man she’s crushed on since she wore a training bra, the bad boy of country himself, Blue bassist Charlie Tucker. For Charlie, a beautiful woman flirting with him isn’t out of the norm–but a beautiful woman bolting after the hottest kiss of his life sure is.

And when he finds out his kiss-and-run Cinderella is none other than Arabella Stone, daughter of his label’s CEO, he knows he’s in trouble.

Because not only is she a Stone, she’s also his employee for the next few months at the recording studio he just bought. Over the course of one thrilling summer, Arabella and Charlie chip away at her bucket list and fight the simmering attraction between them…knowing that once it’s all over, so is their time together.

Review:

"Bad boy country was a look Charlie Tucker wore well."

Rachel Harris. There's is nothing in this world I could say to give her the praise she rightfully deserves. There's just this thing she does when writing a story that I can't explain. It's beautiful, witty, and makes me want more. Every. Single. Time. You're Still the One has been such a delight to read. Immediately I fell in love with both Charlie and Arabella. Their the epitome of opposites attract. Ella is sweet, shy, and the ultimate good girl. Charlie is the sexy bassist for a country music band, bad boy extraordinaire and he's in deep shit for a misunderstanding with the mayors daughter. Causing him to make nice.

"They needed to write guidebooks for this sort of thing. The Idiot’s Guide to Flirting With the Man of Your (Literal) Dreams Who Clearly Doesn’t Know You Exist."

He the reasons for Charlie swearing off women (for the time being) is so that he can get a program together for teens with depression. He needs his boss and the owner of the record label to be part of the board and invest in what he's got planned for the teens. Right after Charlie says no no to anymore women, a beautiful brunette stumbles into his life. Even though he should know exactly who Arabella is, he doesn't even recognize who she is. Which is just as well, considering she wants to finally tell Charlie how she feels.

Flirting. Telling Charlie about a list of things to do before summer is over... Including a hot and sweet kiss; the two will try as they may to stay professional around each other. But it's looking like that shit isn't going to fly. For obvious reasons, duh! I was only a few chapters in when I realized that one, I didn't want this book to ever end, and two, went to straight to goodreads to see if there were another one after this book. Imagine my joy when I saw that this WAS the first book in a new series! Ha.

"Here he was, standing in a room filled with people, a good third eyeing him like a piece of chocolate, and yet he felt completely alone."

Charlie. Charlie. Charlie. He's my FAVORITE type of book boyfriend for the sole reason that he's a musician. Damn. I go weak at the knees when reading about a man up on stage either singing or playing any kind of instrument. Plus he's a bad boy with a heart of gold. Another one of my weaknesses. It's hard not to see why Ella has been in love with him for so many years.

I recommend this book and any other book by Rachel Harris to everyone. Well if you're younger than eighteen...make sure you have an adults permission for the adult books. Not that they're are bad but they may have some things that aren't suitable for children. Anyway, I can't tell you enough: GO READ RACHEL HARRIS. And keep in mind this fair warning, you will fall in love.

"Charlie had never experienced anything like it, but he’d also never wanted something he couldn’t have. That had to be the reason for the pull he had toward her. The siren’s song of forbidden."

*Thank you to the publisher for providing a copy for an honest review. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

Excerpt:

She was totally stressing.

This wasn’t anything like she’d imagined. First of all, Tyler and Sherry’s neighborhood was darling, but when Charlie had suggested their home as the ideal location to go skinny-dipping, she’d envisioned a huge estate with a pool to rival the Playboy Mansion. What she got was a cute, modest, old-style, southern home on a quiet cul-de-sac.

Charlie had explained that this was typical Magnolia Springs. Here, they didn’t need a huge gated community or acres and acres of land. People didn’t care about money or celebrity. The only things that mattered were how kind you were, what team you rooted for (hint: always say the Saints), and how spicy you seasoned your seafood.

While that was all well and good, and Arabella appreciated the charm of the neighborhood, he was overlooking a huge benefit from the sprawling acreage of most celebrity homes:

Seclusion.

Tyler’s neighbors surrounded him on three sides. The so-called privacy fence bordering the property didn’t do squat for those towering second-story windows. And while said windows currently all sat dark, the moon was heavy and half full in the sky. There was more than enough light reflecting off the surface if a wandering eye should awaken and decide to catch a peek.

As for the pool in question, it was absolutely adorable with its rushing waterfall and soothing, blue-tinted underwater lights…but it was a whole lot smaller than she’d anticipated. Like, so small it could be considered a lap pool. As in she’d be practically sitting on Charlie’s lap. Naked.

“How about this?” he said, voice low and husky in the dark. “I’ll go first.”

The rustle of fabric in the otherwise quiet night told her he was stripping down, and Arabella squeezed her eyes shut against the sudden whirlwind of emotions. That was the other thing about this little adventure of hers. It was no longer a solo dip.

Charlie would be naked, too.

A hiss of fabric sounded behind her, and Ella’s heart pounded in her ears.

Correction: Charlie was naked. Right now. Just a few feet away. Swinging free in the nonexistent breeze.

Heaven help me.

Soft footsteps crept toward her, and Arabella almost swallowed her tongue. Touching his bare skin would be easy—so easy—as easy as stretching a hand back and extending her fingertips. Her hands clenched at her sides.

How many nights had she lain in bed, dreaming of this very scenario? Or if not this scenario, one almost identical? Sexual tension crackling in the air, a naked Charlie within reaching distance and breathing heavily, waiting to see what she’d do next.

Of course, there were two major differences between fantasy and reality. In those dreams, Ella had also been naked…and Charlie had wanted her, too.

About Rachel Harris: New York Times bestselling author Rachel Harris writes humorous love stories about sassy girls-next-door and the hot guys that make them swoon. Vibrant settings, witty banter, and strong relationships are a staple in each of her books…and kissing. Lots of kissing. An admitted Diet Mountain Dew addict and homeschool mom, she gets through each day by laughing at herself, hugging her kids, and watching way too much Food Network with her husband. She writes young adult, new adult, and adult romances, and LOVES talking with readers!