Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Blog Tour Review & Giveaway ~ Midnight Heat (Black Phoenix #2) by Sarah Grimm

Midnight Heat (Black Phoenix #2)
by Sarah Grimm
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Series: Black Phoenix Series
Publication Date: December 2, 2014
~ Synopsis ~

She was the only woman ever to rock his world. But this time he'll have to prove he's offering more than just Midnight Heat.
The unconscious man wheeled into Dr. Rebecca Dahlman’s ER is sexy—devilishly sexy—and injured. This isn’t just any patient in need of medical help. He is the only man she’s ever loved—the one who still haunts her dreams. Black Phoenix bassist Dominic Price made a mistake three years ago when he walked out on Rebecca. A mistake he plans to rectify. But first he has to convince her to open her heart to him again. One touch of his calloused hands reignites their passion. Can they rekindle their trust as easily, or will her fears cause her to lose him again…this time to a man bent on revenge?

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Secondary Characters Who Demand Their Own Stories

When I was writing After Midnight—Black Phoenix book 1—I honestly had no intention of creating a series. I had one story in my head, one where in the midst of wrapping up the hero and heroine’s happily-ever-after with a bright red bow, I would also give secondary character Dominic Price his. Then he walked onto the page and instantly stole my heart. I knew immediately he would need his own book. He was blunt, didn’t believe in lying and often said whatever he was thinking. He was funny—I’m a sucker for a man who makes me laugh—but also…wounded. There was a sadness to him. A deep sadness tied to a woman he loved desperately, but had walked away from: Rebecca Dahlman. I had to explore this—had to—and so Midnight Heat was born.

Writing Dominic’s story wasn’t easy. At times I was an interviewer asking questions of him, then rewording them when he wouldn’t give me an answer. At times a psychologist, studying his mind and behavior, digging for the reasoning behind his actions. Dom was afraid to trust me with his backstory, just as he was afraid to trust Rebecca, but eventually, I got it out of him. Then, I had to figure a way to help him win Rebecca back. In the end, he didn’t need my help after all.


Rebecca pulled into her driveway to find Dominic leaning against the post of the front porch. It’d been a lousy week and the last thing she needed, the last possible thing she could deal with right now, was him. Yet here he was. Looking as sinfully gorgeous as ever.
His long black hair was messy, like he’d been running his fingers through it. Her own twitched with the need to bury her hands in his hair and pull him to her. Pull him in tight, setting aside everything that stood between them. Trusting this time would be different.
For a long moment the temptation was so great she couldn’t breathe. She walked past him, used her key to unlock the door but didn’t open it. Exhaustion pulled at her, made her limbs heavy and her eyes burn. The double shift she’d just come off had been difficult, made more so by the arrival of Mr. Masters – the little boy’s father. He hadn’t said anything, just stood against a light pole outside the emergency entrance. In a fashion eerily similar to the way Dominic stood now.
It had taken her the entire drive home to shake off the trickle of alarm from between her shoulder blades.
Unable to summon the most basic of manners, she sighed. “Not tonight, Dom.” Tonight she felt far too exposed and vulnerable. “Honestly, I don’t have the strength for another go around with you.”
He looked her over slowly, studying her without a word. She knew what she looked like, had seen her reflection in the mirror after getting cleaned up at the hospital. Dark circles of fatigue beneath bloodshot eyes, her naturally pale skin more drawn than normal. She couldn’t hold her tongue when she was tired. No doubt he’d use that to his advantage.
Are you okay?”
The fact that he asked, after everything they’d said to each other, nearly brought tears to her eyes. No. “Yes.”
He was quiet a moment, then blew out a breath. “I was hoping to have that talk you wanted, but I can see tonight’s not the night.”
She allowed herself to relax a bit. “It’s really not.”
Just so you know, I’ll go home tonight, but I’m not going away.”
What does that mean?”
Dominic gazed deep into her eyes. “I want a second chance, Rebecca.” His tone was a dark promise that curled around her and had her pulse kicking hard. “A chance to show you how much I’ve changed. To be what you want me to be; a lover and a friend.”
Heart in her throat she could only whisper. “For how long?”
As long as you’ll have me.”
She closed her eyes and swallowed back the ache, the longing. Yes, cried her heart. Oh please, yes. Her head refused to believe. “Dom,” she murmured.
He didn’t speak. Nor did he walk away. Instead, he stepped closer. So close his breath brushed her temple, his body heat warmed her. She opened her eyes, tipped her head up to see into his. He stood close enough to touch her, only he didn’t. “Your best friend’s name is Karmen.”
Confusion scattered her thoughts. “How?”
You’re wrong. I met her once – the same night I met you. She’s Latina, pretty but…I barely remember her.” His eyes darkened to mirror the night sky. “I was too blinded by you.”
Dominic.” She lifted a hand and settled it in the center of his chest, feeling the hard muscle as well as the heat—traced her fingers over one pec and his body tightened.
Still, he didn’t touch her.
You listen to classical music all the time. So much it used to drive me bonkers. But only if you’re happy. When you’re sad, you listen to the blues.”
Or his. She’d grown quite fond of Black Phoenix’s music over the years.
I don’t recall what make or model your car was, just that it was a bit dodgy and smelled like cheese.” His chuckle vibrated up her arm.
God, how was she supposed to resist this? He was giving her everything she’d demanded of him the other night. All the answers she’d accused him of not caring enough to have. Rebecca leaned in, pressing closer, absorbing his scent, his proximity, and still his arms remained at his sides. He wasn’t going to make it easy on her. Anything that might happen, everything was being left up to her.
I had a kink in my ass for a week after that first night.” His gaze fell to hers as she laughed. “I would do anything to make you laugh.” His voice was low, raw, as he reverently touched her cheek. “I would do anything to make sure I never make you cry again. I don’t want to be what makes you cry, Rebecca. Not anymore.”
Her body wouldn’t stop shaking. “Dominic.”
I miss you so much. I miss us. There’s not a day goes by that I don’t regret walking away from you.”
It was too much to take in at once. Rebecca couldn’t move, and her vocal cords seemed to be temporarily useless. She ended up just standing there, as her heart took a hard leap against her ribs and hope blossomed.

5- Hott & Heartbreaking Second Chance at Love -Stars
~this review may contain minor spoilers~

Reliving the pain and loss didn't change anything. He'd hurt Becca too much to ever hope he would have a chance to make up for prior mistakes. He couldn't have her. Deep down in his gut he knew that. But it didn't ease the frustration. It didn't lessen the anguish inside of him.

The last thing ER Doc Rebecca Dahlman expected was the bleeding, unconscious man wheeled into the hospital and shaking her normally calm, collected behavior. But that man is none other than bassist in the rock band Black Phoenix, Dominic Price ~ the same man who shattered her heart and walked away without looking back three years ago. Seeing him again brings back all the hurt, love and lust she has tried to bury for the last three years and she doesn't know what to do about it but hide. As for Dom, he has spent every day since then regretting walking away from his Becca and now that he's seen her again he will do anything he can to make things right. But with so much pain and resentment will he ever be able to get her to trust him again? Will Becca be able to move past the old hurt and mistrust and give Dom another chance before it's to late ~ especially now that their lives could be in danger?

What do you want Rebecca?”
“I want to apologize for last night.”
“You changed your mind about going to bed with me?”
I... no. I mean about what was said. I... want to talk to you.”
“Yeah? Well, I want to throw you down, climb on top of you and fuck you 'til you scream. You remember, don't you? You remember how it was between us.”
“Dom, I-”
“Rebecca,” he warned softly. “You take one more step into this room and that's exactly what I'm going to do.”

I can't even begin to explain how much I loved this book and everything about it. It was the perfect blend of humor, spice, angst, tears and healing. The story pulls you in and the characters hold you there; they are all fighting off demons of their own and they all have very unique personalities. Dom was determined to get his Becca back and was willing to do whatever it took; he knew he screwed up, knew he hurt her, missed her terribly and only wanted to see her happy again... with him and his sexy as hell accent. Rebecca was understandably cautious, she tried pushing him away but couldn't keeping her feelings for him buried. They both had stubborn streaks in them but fortunately it didn't stretch through the entire book. The chemistry between the two was off-the-charts and the sexy times were smokin'. But underneath it all was an all-consuming love that could not be denied and fought to be brought back to life. It was one helluva ride full of surprises and landed Sarah Grimm firmly on my One-Click-Addiction List one lust filled paged at a time.

I would do anything to make sure I never made you cry again. I don't want to be what makes you cry, Rebecca. Not anymore.”
Her body wouldn't stop shaking. “Dominic.”
I miss you so much. I miss us. There's not a day goes by that I don't regret walking away from you.”

 Sarah Grimm is a wife and mother of two—five if you count her much-loved dogs. She resides in beautiful West Michigan, near the white sandy beaches of Lake Michigan.
The youngest of four, Sarah can’t remember a time when she wasn’t writing. In fact, her siblings believe she began writing in utero to pass the time. As a child, Sarah wrote constantly, littering the house with bulging spiral notebooks and ignoring the ribbing of her mother and sister who routinely said romances? in a somewhat scornful tone. Little did they know, Sarah would go on to win a 2011 Readers Favorite Award for her romantic suspense, Not Without Risk, and her interracial contemporary romance, After Midnight would both final in the 2012 Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence, as well as win the 2012 Romance Through the Ages Award.
Vivacious and imaginative, Sarah spends much of her day managing the family marine repair business while listening in on the lives of her characters. In the evening, she writes it all down, weaving the story as she goes. She says this method works well for her, except on the days when her hero and heroine insist on a steamy love scene while she’s answering the telephone or doing the taxes!
When asked what he thinks of her choice of genres, Sarah’s husband grins wickedly and answers, “It makes for interesting evenings.” Hmmm.

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