Blog Tour Book Review: Caged In Winter by Brighton Walsh


Welcome to our stop on the CAGED IN WINTER by BRIGHTON WALSH blog tour.  We have some goodies for you!  Not only do you get to read my review for Caged In Winter, but the wonderful girls over at Berkley/NAL/Penguin gave us an Excerpt and 5 SIGNED copies of CAGED IN WINTER to GIVEAWAY!  Good luck!

Caged in WinterTitle: Caged In Winter
Author: Brighton Walsh
Publication Date: November 4, 2014
Publisher: Berkley Romance
Pages: 304
Format: Paperback
Source: Publisher
Age Group: New Adult
Genre: Romance

       
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In this emotional and sexy New Adult debut from Brighton Walsh, the only thing more frightening than commitment is hope…
Aspiring chef Cade Maxwell is immediately, viscerally attracted to Winter Jacobson. But it’s not her mouthwatering curves he’s drawn to—it’s the strange emptiness in her eyes. When Cade saves her from a drunken customer with grabby hands, he’s shocked at her response…
Winter doesn’t need Cade’s help. After a lifetime of getting by on her own, she’s happy to rely on herself. She’s exactly seventy-six days away from graduating college, and if she can hold it together that long, she’ll finally be able to rise above the crappy hand she was dealt.
But now, every time she turns around, Cade is there, ready to push her, smile at her, distract her from her plans. Winter knows she can’t afford to open up—especially to a man she’s terrified to actually want

Hot, sexy, sweet, chef?  Yes, please!  I love this book! It seems like all the romance books out are all about millionaire bad boys.  Not that I have anything against them, but it seems like everyone is writing about them now-a-days.  Well, thank you Brighton for giving us a HOT, sexy, tattooed Chef! I'm sorry, but if a guy can cook me some delicious gourmet meals, I am all in.  That to me is an amazing quality to have.



One of my favorite things about Cade is that he never gave up on Winter.  I adored the way he followed her to the bus stop every night after her shift, regardless of her protests.  It was so cute! Especially knowing what kind of creeps were coming and going from the sports bar she worked at.

Caged In Winter is a great story about second chances.  Winter has had a pretty rough life and will do anything to keep her heart safe.  She has built walls around her heart, so that she won't have to endure anymore emotional pain and I don't blame her for being the way she is.  Winter is a pretty tough cookie though.  She wants to do everything on her own and not have to depend on anyone.  But sometimes, it's inevitable and it's not a sign of weakness, it's just part of growing up.

Caged In Winter made me laugh and it made me cry.  Some were happy tears and some were not so happy tears.  I absolutely adored Winter and Cade's story.  The ending was perfect and the little sneak peek we get at the end of the next book, makes me wish I had it in my hands already!  



I bend my knees so we’re eye level and tug on her hand until she meets my gaze. “I don’t know what we could have. It might be nothing. But I’ll be honest . . . I haven’t felt like this in a long time, and that’s enough for me to know I want to see where it goes. Can’t we just see where it goes?”
With a deep sigh, she says, “I’m not right for you, Cade.”
“How about you worry about if I’m right for you. Let me decide the other.”
And then before she can stop me, before she can utter another word of opposition, I slide my hand up her arm, over her shoulder, until it’s wrapped around her neck. With my other hand, I swipe a piece of hair back with my fingers, and then lean in, brushing my lips against hers. After only a moment, I pull back just enough for her to be able to tell me to stop. When nothing comes, I close the distance between us once again, taking her bottom lip in between mine. I brush my tongue against it, coaxing her mouth open, and she breathes this sexy little gasp as I slip inside. She tastes like cookies and wine, and I want to fucking devour her.
She grips my shirt with both hands, clutching me to her, and I stop holding back and press every inch of my body against hers, groaning as my cock presses fully against her. The moment a whimper comes from her, I know she feels it. And I can’t muster up any embarrassment, because I want her to feel it. Even with all her brass balls and fuck-everything attitude, something tells me she needs reassurance, so I give it to her. In every stroke of my tongue against hers, every brush of my thumb along her jaw, I show her how much I want her.
When her chest is heaving, her lips parted and swollen and so fucking hot, I trail kisses down her neck, seeking out every inch of skin that’s uncovered. Her head thumps back against the wall, one of her hands gone from gripping fistfuls of my shirt. Instead, she’s holding my head to her, and I don’t want to stop. I want to kiss and lick every inch of her, slip my hands under the material of her sweater, unbutton her jeans, and not stop until I feel her soft wetness against my fingertips.
But the knowledge that she’ll regret it if I don’t stop forces me to slow down.
I pull back, loosening my grip on her and putting an inch of space between us. I kiss the corner of her mouth, her cheek, and then her ear. Against it, I whisper, “Don’t say no.”
There’s a beat of silence. Two. Three. And then she says the sweetest word I’ve ever heard.
“Okay.”


Brighton Walsh spent nearly a decade as a professional photographer before deciding to take her storytelling in a different direction and reconnect with writing. She lives in the Midwest with her husband and two children.

          

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