{{ RELEASE BLITZ & REVIEW TOUR }} LOVE EMERGED By Michelle Lynn

Dylan

Bea Zanders’s interest penetrated me.

I tried to ignore her unwavering eyes and lasting touches.

But my willpower failed me.

Our one-night affair was mutual.

No expectations, no exchanging of phone numbers, nothing.

The next morning, she sauntered out of my life as fast as she had entered it.

Bea

I claimed Dylan McCain as soon as I saw him.

His disheveled dark hair and tattooed arms screamed bad boy.

Finally, I won, and he claimed me in return.

But in the light of day, he changed.

His smile further dented those dreamy dimples.

His panicked green eyes held layers of kindness.

Making sure the rules were clear, I walked away, showing him how little relationships meant to me.

Now, two months later, we come face-to-face again—as coworkers.

Love Emerged (Book 3)

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My coworkers’ hands slow down until the clapping eventually dies.

“So, I’m excited to announce that Deacon Advertising has landed a top-notch graduate of NYU. After a fighting war, we won out.”

I inch up on my tiptoes to see the mystery million-dollar man, but to no avail. Big Vic from the mailroom is blocking any view I might have of the man standing next to Tim.

“Oh my dreams, he’s come to life,” Kevin says next to me.

I crane my neck desperate to catch a glimpse.

“He’s good-looking?” I whisper, still dodging my head in each direction to catch a glimpse. I’ve never been patient when I’m the one in the dark.

“That’s an understatement. This man could not shower for a week and have spinach stuck in each one of his teeth, and I’d still melt at the sight of those dimples.”

With the one word dimples, my stomach flips as I think about Dylan. He thought he was skating the issue the next morning when he said he had to go. Asking me to climb down the trellis of his parents’ house was new for me, but I understood. If my mom had been on the other side of the bedroom door, I’d have pushed him out the window. At least he met me down the street and drove me back to the bar to retrieve my car. He was sweet and kind to think my feelings would be hurt once I realized I was a booty call. Hell, he was my booty call.

“Deaconators, please put those hands together and welcome Dylan McCain.”

“Even the name.” Kevin shakes his head, probably already naming their kids.

“What?” I screech.

A few heads turn toward me.

I inch back to Kevin’s side, taking refuge in a friend. “It can’t be.”

Then, as if I asked for it, he switches spots with Tim, and he’s standing there with those mouth-watering dimples on high alert. Through a sliver of space between Big Vic from the mailroom and Ben from design, he’s clearly visible. And I can’t take my eyes off him.

A high-end tailored suit contours his broad shoulders, buttoned down past his taut waist. No tie but a nice, crisp gray shirt lies under his jacket with the top button undone. His hair is freshly cut, and the small waves are now gelled into a style that doesn’t suit him as well as the messy morning look.

As if he can spot me in the crowd of one hundred, our eyes catch, and my throat dries. For the first time in my life, I’m speechless. My body warms, and I don’t know if it’s because of the intimate things I shared with him that night or the fact that, besides Piper, he’s the first one in so long who seems to care for me.

“Hello, Deaconators.” He laughs. “Surely, we can find a better name than that, Tim.” He clasps Tim on the shoulder and winks.

The room uproars into laughter, and I can’t stop the smile sneaking across my lips.

“I’m happy to be here. I’m originally from the Detroit area. I grew up forty minutes outside of the city. I did my internship at AdSec in New York, but I wanted to come back home to my roots. So, here I am.”

He does a bow just like Tim, and I know he’s already mimicking his new boss. Dylan has a dry sense of humor, much like my own. He adds on a little wave of his hand in front of him, and suddenly, I wish we were back in the eighteen hundreds, and he was asking for my hand at a dance.

No, you don’t. Stop that line of thinking, I scold myself.

The room claps again, and Dylan stands there, absorbing the attention. He’s the glory boy, huh?

“You okay?” Kevin asks as everyone funnels out of the room.

“Yes, why?” I toss my own coffee in the trash can in the corner, not needing anything to further warm my veins.

“You look a little flushed, that’s all.” He laughs and brushes by Big Vic to make his exit. “See you at lunch,” he singsongs, leaving me behind. Thinking twice, he turns, his feet continuing to move with the line of traffic. He raises his cup in the air. “Thanks for the coffee, Bea Zanders. Tomorrow’s on me.”

He smiles, and I glance over to Dylan. He’s shaking hands with a line of women currently attempting to dig up his credentials. Married, engaged, or single?

Those green hues sparkle to me like emeralds in a jewelry store, and I hold his gaze. I’m surprised he doesn’t seem as shocked as I am, but instead more curious. Then, a slow smirk crosses his lips, and he turns to the woman touching his bicep. He shakes her hand, and before the next desperate woman can slide into her spot, he breaks free. Zigzagging between the throng of people, he lightly acknowledges the pats on his back, congratulations, and good-to-meet-you’s, but his eyes are focused solely on mine.

My body buzzes with alarm, feasting on his eyes bearing happiness. Once he finally breaks free, his fingers slide down my arm, capturing my hand, and he veers us away from the stampede.

***ARC provided in exchange for an honest review - Naomi / Scandalous Book Blog***

I enjoyed this book and I enjoyed learning more about the characters. Dylan is a hot tattooed man who has a big heart but is looking for a relationship and Bea is a care free, straight taking lady who just likes fun and a friend with benefits relationship. Persistence and patience in time do pay off and Dylan does this in the most beautiful way that Bea dosnt even see it coming.

This couple met due to Dylan's brother marrying Bea's best friend and they already have 1 night of passion between them.

Now they are thrown together at work and Bea is still looking for fun. She is attracted to Dylan and he is just her type but she dont do serious. She has had her heart stomped on before and she will do anything to protect it now. Dylan has gone through a bad break up but he knows that he deserves better than what his ex could ever give him. Dylan is finding it hard to stay away he wants more than a casual relationship and the way Bea stirs up feeling and emotions in him he is starting to believe that she may be the one. 

With Dylan giving in and trying things Bea's way it soon becomes apparent that this couple could definitely go the distance. Bea blossoms and so does her heart, her walls are finally coming down and thats all thanks to the strong caring man that Dylan is. He is helping her see that not every man is the same. 

Their love story was a beautiful thing to read!!!