Lips Close to Mine by Robin Bielman (Wherever You Go Series) is a heartwarming friends to lovers story that is a must for any romance lover. There is nothing better than a story that can make you laugh, cry, and squeal with delight. It’s a perfect bookcation.

Harper is not interested in anything beyond one night and that’s worked until now. A traumatic and tragic event has haunted her and affected her views on relationships that when she’s forced to face her fears head-on, will she give love a second chance?

Levi is an absolute stud. Smart, sexy and loves his job. Devoted to friends, family, and desires the only woman he can’t have. Will he prove that love is worth the risk and win over the heart of his one-true love?

After years of friendship, one night will change everything. Now they can’t escape the very thing they are running from. The game has changed and the stakes are higher.

An emotional story that pushes two people to come to terms with the past, despite their own separate traumatic experiences. Trust is vital in this game, if they can open up and have faith, their ability to trust in themselves, each other, their family may not prove to end with dire consequences a second time around.

Robin’s crafted a story that takes you on a journey of self-discovery and the ability to love, unconditionally, despite the fears and uncertainty of the unknown. I loved the tension, chemistry, and the discovery of what happened to bring Harper and Levi to face their fears. 

If you love a story with intense attraction, heat, emotional enrapture of your heart, mind and soul…read this. Levi will ruin you for another book boyfriend, but that’s ok. He’s totally worth it!

This installment is a two and a half spicy pepper read. It has enough two half jalepenosheat to make you sizzle and is for mature readers 18+.

I received an advance copy from the publisher for a fair and honest review.

Excerpt:

“What do you say we open that champagne then skinny-dip in the fountain?” I ask, releasing my seat belt. That I’m dying to see her naked again might have something to do with my suggestion, too.
Harper searches my eyes for clues I’m serious. I help her out. “Unless you’re chicken.”
With a straight face, she unclicks her seat belt, picks up the bottle of champagne and proceeds to pop the cork like a champ. She takes a swig, her full lips wrapped around the bottle, her eyes never leaving mine. **Edited for blog and approved by Author ** Full disclosure: I’ve been picturing this every damn night for the past two months.
“Your turn.” She hands me the bottle as her tongue licks across her full bottom lip. If she’s trying to torture me, it’s working.
Our fingers brush when I accept the Dom Perignon, and once again, the small, effortless touch isn’t enough. I take a small gulp of the sparkling drink, mindful I’m driving. When finished, I pass it back. “So, your cousin said something interesting to me tonight.”
“S^*t.”
I laugh. The harder Harper tries to keep me at arm’s length, the more her family tries to draw me in. “Since you’re sitting at the head table during the wedding reception, she wanted me to know I’ll be sitting with your brothers.”
She chokes on the champagne. “What the hell? I never RSVP’d you were my plus-one.”
“Your mom did.”
Harper’s head falls back against the seat, chin up, eyes closed. “That woman is impossible. I’ll tell them you’re not coming to the wedding.”
“I don’t mind.”
“I do.”
“All right. Whatever you want.”
“That’s it? Just like that, you’re not coming now?” She shifts positions, drawing her legs up so she’s sitting on them and facing me. I hadn’t noticed that she’d slipped off her shoes.
“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable around your family.”
“You don’t do that.”
“You sure? I think I do.”
“No. You don’t. Not even a little. But…”
“But what?”
“I did tell my mom I had a date so she wouldn’t bug me about it. I was planning to find a random guy to go with me, so I guess since she thinks it’s you…” She takes a drink, extends me the bottle.
I put my palm over my heart. “How magnanimous of you.”
“I know,” she teases. “Don’t you forget it.”
“So I am going to the wedding?”
“Yes.”

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Author Info:

When not attached to her laptop, USA Today Bestselling Author Robin Bielman can almost always be found with her nose in a book. A California girl, the beach is her favorite place for fun and inspiration. Her fondness for swoon-worthy heroes who flirt and stumble upon the girl they can’t live without jumpstarts most of her story ideas.

She loves to frequent coffee shops, spend time with her husband and two sons, and play sock tug of war with her cute, but sometimes naughty, dog Harry. She dreams of traveling to faraway places and loves to connect with readers. To keep in touch sign up for her newsletter on her website at http://robinbielman.com