~~~ REVIEW AND Spotlight High Tide Bikini by Lyla Dune ~~~

HIGH TIDE BIKINI by Lyla Dune

HOT and HILARIOUS with HEART!

HIGH TIDE BIKINI (Pleasure Island, #3)
by Lyla Dune

Book Blurb:

Primary love story:
Dirk Davis is no knight in shining armor, more like gigilo in board shorts. Why twenty-five year old virgin Kendal Duvall has chosen to have a fling with him leaves him baffled. She’s the epitome of the wholesome girl-next-door. He is definitely attracted to her, but fears she’s luring him into a boyfriend trap. He’s never had a serious girlfriend, because he’s made taking care of his ailing father a priority, one that sometimes hinders his social life and stunts his ambitions.

Kendal Duvall has struggled to break free from her controlling mother and move past some dark memories. Now that she’s finally moved out on her, she’s ready to explore uncharted territory, bedroom territory. Who better to be her guide than the local playboy who is known for being both discreet and good in bed?

Secondary love story: At age sixteen, Spencer Harris was paralyzed from the waist down after a head-on collision with a drunk driver. Ten years later, Spencer tries to come to terms with her desire to have the happily ever after she’s always dreamed of and the reality of what that happily ever after may look like in her current condition. She has so much love to give but doesn’t want to put limitations or burdens on others.

Earl Washington is a ball of insecurities after spending some time in jail and being labeled a bad egg. He’s ready to take charge of his life and pursue his dreams, but he longs for the love of a good woman. Spencer is the woman he wants, but will she want him when she finds out his deepest secrets?

High Tide Bikini is the third book in the Pleasure Island series. It takes place on an island that is home to some zany characters, an ostrich farm, and a senior citizen nudist colony. If you like romance with plenty of sizzle and giggle, you’ll love this series.

How Sexy You Are (High Tide Bikini Teaser )

Kendal blew out a breath. “I’m out of shape. I guess.”

Dirk’s gaze slowly traveled the length of her body. “You’re far from out of shape.”

Was he suggesting being in shape was so far out of her reach it wasn’t even funny? She sucked in her stomach and tightened her jaw. “Don’t you start picking on me, Dirk. Not every girl is meant to be a toothpick.”

“Thank God for that. You don’t hear me complaining. What makes you think I’d pick on you about your figure?”

“Well, you pick on me about everything else.” She studied his face.

His mouth twitched like he was fighting back a grin. “Girl, you have no idea.”

“No idea about what?” Was he patronizing her? Was that a smug expression on his face or was he amused? Either way, his weird smirk annoyed her. “Since you don’t think I have any idea, how about you clue me in.”

A slow smile replaced his smirk, but he didn’t respond.

She reached out to shove his arm and demand he tell her what he meant by “no idea”, but when her fingertips touched his firm bicep, she froze. An unexpected surge coursed through her veins. Instead of shoving him, her hand lingered as if held in place by a magnet.

His eyes met hers. “You have no idea…how sexy you are.”

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ABOUT LYLA

Lyla Dune has taught music for eighteen years, played saxophone and clarinet in numerous orchestras and ensembles, taught piano, written songs, and repaired more musical instruments than she can recall. Yes, in case you’re wondering, you can fix the rotary valve on a student’s French horn with a paper clip and a rubber band three minutes before the kid’s horn solo at Lincoln Center.

How did Lyla become a writer? A few years ago, she stumbled across a poetry forum online and dabbled in poetry for kicks. She became a word junkie. She’s published poetry, flash fiction, and short stories in many different genres.

She lives on the coast of North Carolina with her husband, Gary, and her cat, Miura. One day, she’d like to have a pet ostrich. She’d name it Robirrrda, after the ostrich in Low Tide Bikini.

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High Tide Bikini by Lyla Dune
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

My favorite book in the series by far. In this book 3, of the Pleasure Island series, we get 2 love stories for the price of one.

Best friends since high school Kendal and Spencer both have their challenges in life. Kendal deals with a controlling mother who depends on her solely after her father left them. Spencer had been in a wheelchair since she was struck at the age of 16 by a drunk driver. This is the summer they both bloom in to beautiful women and start taking back their lives. Add in sexy surfer and all around good guy Dirk Davis, accompanied by still healing from his past, Earl Washington, and these 2 women will have an unbelievable break out summer. Sexy, funny and heartwarming, this book tells you a story about these characters finding themselves, learning to love with their whole being and to accept the past is just that, the past.

Taking you on an emotional roller-coaster with a plot twist that I never saw coming, this book was excellent. The writing flowed so well, even with the different stories going on. The emotions I went through to get to the end were all over the map. Happy, sad, angry, joy and delight followed me as I read this book.

I love this series and would recommend them to anyone looking for a sweet happily ever after that is sexy, steamy and laugh out loud funny.
Some of my favorite quotes are below. I give this a 5 star rating and hope that Ms. Dune has more up her sleeve involving the people of Pleasure Island.

“What are you wearing?”
That was the corniest line on the planet. Only creepy internet guys asked girls that. Did he think she was going to have phone sex with him? Well, maybe she was on the verge until he ruined the moment with that cheesy line. She pulled her dress back over her knees and crossed her legs. “The blood of the last guy who asked that stupid question.”

“You know what it’s implying. Now, would you please stop making like inspector 12 in the Hanes underwear factory and help me down from here?”