Author: Tessa Teevan
Series: , #2
Publisher by: Independent
Published on: February 18, 2014
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Romance
When Knox Wellington opens the door to Charlie Davenport, he's not expecting the fiery brunette with whiskey colored eyes and a feisty personality. Sparks fly immediately, even though their initial meeting is nothing but hostile. Their chemistry is undeniable, but the chip on Knox's shoulder threatens to destroy any hope of him wooing the sweet, southern volunteer sent to help with his rehabilitation.
Little does he know she's no Southern Belle, as she gives as good as she can take. As unexpected circumstances push them closer together, heads butt, patience is tested, and flames ignite as they dance around their mutual attraction, both of them jaded from broken pasts.
They've both been burned before, so when their feelings of lust, desire, and wanting are inflamed in the heat of the moment, will they finally be able to get over the pain of the past or will their relationship be reduced to ashes before it can ever really begin?
*While this book is a standalone, characters from Ignite, book 1, will appear in Knox's story.
Incinerate is book two in the Explosive series by Tessa Teevan. This can be read as a stand-alone, but does feature characters from Ignite the first book. I laughed a lot with Ignite, and Incinerate did not fail to keep me entertained and reading until the very end!
In Incinerate we are introduced to Knox Wellington, the jaded best friend of Jace Macallister whom we met in Ignite. Knox was screwed over by his brother and his girlfriend, so much that he has written off relationships. The beginning of this book overlaps with the end of the first book. The guys are on patrol and they are attacked by enemy forces. Knox of course is injured and sent home. This is where his story picks up.
Charlie is the volunteer who is assigned to help Knox once he is at home. The part that had me laughing was that Knox first meets Charlie in the bar as Charlotte and he initially turns her down. Not because he isn’t attracted to her, but because he doesn’t feel ready to be looking for anything due to his injuries. Charlie of course is embarrassed because she is trying to get back out in the dating seen after catching her fiancé in a compromising position in his office.
So to get the relationship between the two characters. Knox is of course all male and not happy to have Charlie, or some weird guy as he thinks take care of him while his brother is finishing school for the semester. Of course, Knox is a complete bonehead when Charlie comes to the door the next day.
“Knox, meet Charlie. Charlie, this is Knox. Take good care of him. You two have fun getting acquainted,” Jace says, tossing her a wink.
“You’re Charlie? Volunteer, be-my-pain-in-the-ass-babysitter-for-the-next-few-weeks Charlie?
Yeah, definitely not Knox’s best move or line. But I was laughing! And what gets better with the book is that Charlie gives just as much as Knox gives. She definitely holds her own with him.
“I’m a loss for words, because for one, I’m not used to a girl holding her own with me, and this woman has done nothing but go toe-to-toe, and two, I had no idea her dad was in the Army. I swear, I stick my foot in my mouth more times than I’d like to count with this girl and the remainder of her earlier suggestion comes to mind, but my foot is going nowhere near my ass”
This is a fantastic read. You will be laughing and crying all at the same time. I have added Ms. Teevan as one of my favorite authors and definitely look forward to reading more from her in the future. READ THIS SERIES, I can not say that enough!!
Following after her, I find her bent over in front of the refrigerator holding the door open and staring at the contents inside. The way her ass is sticking out unleashes something inside me, and I go semi-hard just from watching her. I instantly feel the need to show her that I’m not some weak, damaged man. I walk up behind her and grab her by the waist, turning her around. Kicking the door shut behind me, I push her to the island, and if I thought I could get away with it, I’d be pressing myself up against so she could feel what she’s doing to me. She’s staring up at me with confusion in her big, brown eyes, and I wonder what the hell I’m doing.
“Hop up,” I tell her, and she complies immediately, surprising me by not fighting it.
I place my hands on her knees, spreading them and stepping closer to her so my hips are between her legs. As best as I can, I take a hold each one and wrap them around my waist, and she involuntarily tightens them around my middle, although her ass is still firmly planted on the counter. This isn’t how I imagined her legs wrapped around me for the first time, but I can’t deny that I don’t love the feel of her gripping my waist tightly.
“Arms around my neck, Charlie.” The confused expression on her face deepens, but she does as she’s told.
“What are you doing, Knox?” she asks, looking up at me, her face only inches from mine.
Swallowing hard, I ignore her question and bring my forehead to hers. “Just do this for me, okay? Don’t fight me on it. Just this once. I need to do this.”
She nods, and I’m not sure she knows what to expect, confirming it when I pull her off the counter. Gasping, she starts to struggle, and I have to brace myself against the counter to keep from falling. Jesus, this woman is so damn defiant, and it can be both sexy as hell and annoyingly irritating.
“Knox, what the hell?! Put me down!”
Fuck, I know I should probably listen to her, but I’ve gotten to this point and I’m not stopping until I can prove to myself that I haven’t completely lost all of my strength. She’s not exactly heavy, but her struggling is making it difficult to keep my one good arm around her as I make my way down the hallway, heading into the guest bedroom. Somewhere along the way she stops struggling, apparently having given up and figuring that it’s just easier to let me do this.
I’m slightly out of breath by the time I get to her bed, and I’m more than happy to release her from my arms. Relief washes over me when she plops on the bed, bouncing once. Whether the relief is from having been able to do it or from having freed myself of her weight. Either way, I’m fucking ecstatic, and even though I’m breathing heavy, it was a small victory for me and my bruised ego.
I begin backing away from her because I know the verbal assault is coming, and I don’t blame her, but I don’t regret it.