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How far would you go for a friend?
Back in San Francisco preparing for her big art show, Vicki Bennett needs help protecting herself and her career from the unwelcome advances of one of the judges. She knows that her longtime friend and baseball star, Ryan Sullivan, will know just how to handle things, and he's the only person she can imagine asking for help.
Ryan is thrilled to have Vicki back in his life, and he will do anything to protect her from harm, including playing the role of "pretend boyfriend." But when their staged kisses and caresses lead to an incredibly sensual night, they both worry that they may have damaged their friendship forever.
Have they made the worst mistake possible? Or is the perfect combination of friendship and love finally within reach?
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- Sales Rank: #367410 in Books
- Brand: Harlequin MIRA
- Published on: 2013-12-31
- Released on: 2013-12-31
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 6.62" h x .97" w x 4.21" l, .40 pounds
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 368 pages
- Great product!
Review
"Sensual, empowered stories enveloped in heady romance." –Publishers Weekly
"The perfect combination of sexy heat and tender heart." –Barbara Freethy, #1 New York Times Bestselling Author
"Bella Andre writes warm, sexy contemporary romance that always gives me a much needed pick me up. Reading one of her books is truly a pleasure." –Maya Banks, New York Times Bestselling author
"I can't wait for more Sullivans!" –Carly Phillips, New York Times Bestselling Author
"Loveable characters, sizzling chemistry, and poignant emotion." –Christie Ridgway, USA Today Bestselling Author
About the Author
New York Times bestselling author Bella Andre is known for “sensual, empowered stories enveloped in heady romance” (Publishers Weekly). Winner of the Award of Excellence, the Washington Post has called her “one of the top digital writers in America.” Married with two children, Bella splits her time between Northern California and the Adirondacks. You can visit Bella online at www.BellaAndre.com.
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Fifteen years ago, Palo Alto High School
Victoria Bennett couldn't take her eyes off Ryan Sullivan, who was standing in the high school parking lot laughing with some of the guys on his baseball team. As she continued on her way toward the art store on University Avenue, the image of Ryan kept playing on a continuous loop in her mind.
None of the other girls in her tenth-grade class could take their eyes off him, either. At least that was one thing that didn't make her stick out from the rest of her class. Her clay-stained fingers and clothes along with the "new girl" sign she felt like she was wearing during her first few weeks at every new school did that with no help whatsoever from Ryan…or his ridiculously good looks.
Normally, she would have gotten over his pretty face without much trouble. As an artist, she always worked to look beneath the surface of things, to try to find out what was really at the heart of a painting or sculpture or song. That went for people, too. Especially boys who, as far as she could tell, only ever told a girl what they wanted to hear for one reason.
No, what had her stuck on Ryan Sullivan was the fact that he was always laughing. Somehow, without being the class clown, he had a gift for putting people at ease and making them feel good.
Before she could catch herself, she put her fingers to her lips…and wondered what it would feel like if he kissed her.
She yanked her hand away from her mouth. Not just because dreaming of his kisses was borderline pathetic given the utter unlikelihood of that scenario, but because she needed to stay focused on her art.
She wasn't just another tenth grader mooning over the hottest boy in school.
She was studying her muse.
Vicki had never been much interested in sculpting formal busts before. Old, dead, overly serious guys in gray didn't really do it for her. But it had only taken a few minutes near Ryan at lunch her first day on campus to be inspired to capture his laughter in clay. She wished she could get closer to all that easy joy—if only to figure out how to translate it from her mind's eye to the clay beneath her fingers.
Yes, she thought with a small smile, she was perfectly willing to suffer for her art. Especially if it meant staring at Ryan Sullivan.
She was almost across the school parking lot when she noticed the traffic light turned from red to green. She could pick up her pace and make it across the street, but she slowed down instead. She'd been having such trouble getting the corners of the eyes and mouth just right on her Laughing Boy sculpture. Knowing there wasn't a chance that Ryan or his friends would notice her, rather than leaving the school grounds she closed the distance between them in as nonchalant a manner as she could. Surreptitiously, she observed Ryan from beneath the veil of the bangs that had grown too long over her eyes during the summer.
A few seconds later, his friends high-fived him and walked away. Ryan bent down to finish packing up a long, narrow black bag at his feet, which she guessed held his baseball stuff.
What, she wondered on an appreciative sigh at the way the muscles on his forearms and shoulders flexed as he picked up the bag, would happen if she talked to him? And what would he say if she asked him outright to pose for her?
She was on the verge of laughing out loud at her crazy thoughts when she heard a squeal of tires seemingly coming from out of nowhere in the parking lot. In a split second she realized an out-of-control car was fishtailing straight toward Ryan.
There wasn't time to plan, or to think. Without a moment's hesitation, Vicki sprinted across the several feet between them and threw herself at him.
"Car!"
Fortunately, Ryan's natural athleticism kicked in right away. Even though she was the one trying to pull him out of the way, less than a heartbeat later he was lifting her and practically throwing her across the grass before leaping to cover her body with his.
She scrunched her eyes tightly shut as the car careened past, so close that she could feel the hairs on her arms lifting in its wake. Breathing hard, Vicki clung to Ryan. Wetness moved across her cheeks and she realized tears must have sprung up from landing so hard on the grass.
The seconds ticked by as if in slow motion, one hard, thudding heartbeat after another from Ryan's chest to hers and then back again from hers to his. He was so strong, so warm, so beautifully real. She wanted to lie like this with him forever, more intimately, closer than she'd ever been with another boy.
Only, as voices rose in pitch all around them, suddenly the reality of what had just happened hit her.
Oh, my God, they'd both almost died! She was starting to feel faint when he lifted his head and smiled down at her. "Hi, I'm Ryan."
The way he said it, as if she didn't already know who he was, pierced through her shock. He acted as if it was normal to be sprawled all over a girl. Which, she suddenly realized, it probably was. For him.
Definitely not for her, though.
Her lips were dry and she had to lick them once, twice, before saying, "I'm Victoria." The words, "But my friends call me Vicki," slipped out before she could pull them back in.
His smile widened and her heart started beating even faster. Not from shock this time, but from pure, unfettered teenage hormones kicked into overdrive by his beautiful smile.
"Thank you for saving my life, Vicki." A moment later, his smile disappeared as he took in her tear-streaked cheeks. The eyes that she'd seen filled with laughter so many times during the first two weeks of school grew serious. "I hurt you."
She would have told him no, and that she was fine, but all breath and words were stolen from her the instant he brushed his fingertips over her cheeks to wipe away her tears.
Somehow, she managed to shake her head, and to get her lips to form the word no, even though no sound followed.
His laughing eyes were dark now, and more intense than she'd ever seen them. "Are you sure? I didn't mean to land so hard on you."
"I'm—"
How was she supposed to keep her brain working when he'd begun the slow, shockingly sweet process of running his hands over the back of her skull, and then down to her shoulders and upper arms?
One more word. That was all she needed to be able to answer his question.
"—fine."
"Good." His voice was deeper, richer than any of the other fifteen-year-old boys she knew. "I'm glad."
But as he stared down at her, his expression continued to grow even more intense and she found herself holding her breath.
Was he going to kiss her now? Had her life just turned into the quintessential after-school-special fantasy, the one where the artsy girl caught the eye of the jock and the whole school was turned upside down by their unlikely but ultimately perfect and inevitable pairing?
"One day, when you need me most, I promise I'll be there for you, Vicki."
Oh. She swallowed hard. Oh, my.
He hadn't given her a kiss…but his promise felt more important than a mere kiss would have been.
Before she realized it, he was standing up again and holding out a hand to help her up, too. Instantly she missed feeling his heat and his hard muscles pressing into her softer ones. All the lies she'd been trying to tell herself about Ryan simply being a muse scattered out of reach.
"Can I walk you home?"
Surprised that he wanted to spend more time with her, she quickly shook her head.
He looked equally surprised by her response, likely because no girl on earth had ever turned him down.
"No, I can't walk you home?" he asked again.
She fumbled to explain. "I'm not going home. I was actually heading over to the art store to pick up some supplies for a new sculpt—"
She barely stopped herself from rambling on about her latest project. Why would Ryan Sullivan care? Besides, she reminded her racing heart with brutal honesty, he probably had some pretty cheerleaders waiting on him. And they wouldn't need an out-of-control car to get him to lie down on top of them.
No matter how tempting it was to believe that she had suddenly been cast in a happy-ever-after fairytale romance, the truth was that getting that close to Ryan had been nothing more than a fluke of fate.
And Vicki remained the star of her artsy, and often lonely, move-to-a-new-town-every-year-with-her-military-family teenage life.
Only, for some strange reason she couldn't understand, Ryan wasn't running in the opposite direction yet. Probably because he felt like he owed her after she 'd saved his life. After all, hadn't he just told her that he would be there for her one day when she really needed him?
"What are you getting supplies for?" He asked the question as though he were truly interested, not just acting like it because he felt he should.
"I'm making a—" Wait, she couldn't tell him what she was making. Because she was sculpting him. "I work with clay. Lately, I've been trying to capture specific facial expressions."
"Which ones?"
Never in a million years did she think she'd ever speak to him, let alone have this long a conversation. But what shocked her most of all was just how comfortable she felt with him. Even with all of her teenage hormones on high alert, Ryan was, simply, the easiest person she'd ever been around.
And she wanted more time with him than just five stolen minutes on the high school lawn.
Her nerves were starting to back off a bit by the time she told him, "I started with all the usual expressions every artist knows best." She played it up for him. "Tears. Pain. Suffering. Existential nothingness."
His laughter made her feel like she could float all the way to the art store and back.
"Sounds fun."
"Oh, yeah," she joked back, "it's a riot. Which is why I'm trying something different now." She took a breath before admitting, "I'm working on laughter."
"Laughter, huh?" He grinned at her. "I like it. How's it going?"
Being so close to the full wattage of his smile made her breath catch in her throat. In an effort to cover her all-too-obvious reaction to him, she scrunched up her face. "Let me put it this way, I think I've started to resemble all those other expressions."
"Even the existential nothingness one?"
As if she were watching the two of them from a distance, Vicki knew she'd always look back to that moment as the one that mattered most. The one where she fell head over heels in love with Ryan Sullivan. And not because of his beautiful outside.
But because he'd listened.
And, even better, because he'd appreciated.
"Especially that one," she replied.
He picked up her bag from the grass. "Sounds awesome. Mind if I tag along?"
Okay, so maybe the two of them didn't add up on paper, but Vicki couldn't deny that they had clicked.
"Sure," she said, "if you don't have anywhere else you have to be."
He slung his equipment bag over his other shoulder and walked beside her. "Nothing more important than hanging out with a new friend."
This time, she was the one grinning at him. In the two weeks since she'd moved to Palo Alto with her family, she hadn't done a very good job of making friends at the high school. As an army brat who moved every year more often than not, she'd stopped making the effort. A long time ago, when she'd realized how hard it was to break into fully formed cliques or maintain long-distance friendships, she just stopped trying, knowing she would inevitably have to move again.
But Ryan made everything seem so easy, as if the only thing that wouldn't make sense would be if they didn't hang out.
By the end of their trip to the art store she knew all about his seven siblings, he knew she had two annoying little brothers, he'd told her what he liked about baseball, she'd told him what she loved about sculpting and before she knew it she'd been invited to dinner at the Sullivan house.
It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
The best one she'd ever had.
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15 of 15 people found the following review helpful.
Bella Andre hit this book right out of the park!
By Under The Covers Book Blog
Reviewed by ANN & posted at Under the Covers Book Blog
As teenagers, Vicki and Ryan were inseparable. However, whatever romantic feelings they had for each other were held under tight wraps for fear that one wrong move could tear their friendship apart. For a long while, their friendship kept them in touch over the years, but after fifteen years of not seeing each other, Vicki asks a major favor from Ryan in a moment of panic.
As a talented artist, Vicki makes stunning works of art with her hands. Her latest endeavour involves a fellowship that would either make or break her career. However, a pushy and very hands-on mentor wishes to get too close to Vicki, causing her to call in Ryan to pretend to be her boyfriend for the time being. Sliding into boyfriend mode is easy for Ryan when he sees just how much this guy is taking advantage of Vicki, but keeping it cool, Ryan plays the part well until he can get Vicki alone and ask her what is really going on.
Turns out that the people Vicki needs to work with wish to take advantage of her. But now that Ryan is there, he can keep tabs on her. As their lives collide once again, sexual tension sizzles and scorches the pages of the book. I kid you not, Bella Andre set this book on fire!
Ryan Sullivan has been mentioned a few times in the past books of the series, but I had absolutely no idea that he would be so damn sexy. I have added each and every hero in this series to my harem list, but damn, Ryan Sullivan needs to have his own category! He blew me away and I don't think I ever got my breath back.
In a rush of need, I devoured this book in just a few hours, stopping only to text, Bells from Hanging with Bells about "the champagne line scene" and how "perfect and sexy" Ryan is. And those are just the texts I can show the public! To entice you further, here's just one of the unbelievably sexy lines Ryan has:
"This is how I want you, Vicky. Open to me. Ready for me. Always."
But perhaps my favorite quote of the entire book is...
"I wore you out."
Oh Lord, you have no idea.
Bella Andre hit this book right out of the park! An absolute home-run! I cannot get over how enjoyable and thrillingly sexy this book was. LET ME BE THE ONE has shot straight to the top of my favorite books this year. I am so glad I found this series and if you haven't read Andre yet, you are seriously missing out! Andre will shock you, make you laugh, turn you on with her incredibly seductive heroes and of course, make you fall in love with each book! Definitely an auto-buy author for me!
P.S. Smith's story, COME A LITTLE BIT CLOSER will release this winter. I.CAN'T.WAIT.
21 of 25 people found the following review helpful.
Disappointed
By TinMan
I don't usually write reviews of books, but this one was so disappointing that I felt compelled. This was my first Bella Andre book, so I don't know how the rest of the series is. Overall, while the protagonists were likable enough, there wasn't enough conflict to make the story interesting. After reading over and over how both characters LOVE the other but won't ever say anything because they don't want to ruin their friendship, I eventually had to stop reading complete paragraphs because it felt repetitive and frankly I was getting annoyed by them both. The Sullivan family members were brought into the story somewhat, but their presence felt inconsequential. I did like that she was a sculptor, because I haven't seen that profession in many novels so it was different at least. Much of the dialogue didn't ring true. My main disappointment here is that I was hoping to find a new series to read, but this is not going to be it.
Faves to re-read: Susan Elizabeth Philips, Kresley Cole, Kristen Ashley (despite the often poor editing), Diana Gabaldon, Suzanne Brockmann
9 of 10 people found the following review helpful.
Like the other Sullivans books, Ryan's story is near perfection!
By Angie - Shameless Book Club
My heart did so many flip-flops in my chest, I had to finish Let Me Be The One in one day so I didn't have a heart attack. Lovely, touching, frustrating, and super sexy, Ryan's story fits well in with the other Sullivans stories. Plus, I love reading about the other sibling's lives and getting updates on their love lives. If you've read the other 5 Sullivans, you must read this one. And if you haven't read the other 5, start today!
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