Thursday, October 1, 2015

~*★BLOG TOUR★*~ Doing It For Love (All About Love #1) by Cassie Mae

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Doing It For Love
All About Love #1
Cassie Mae
Releasing Sept 29th, 2015

Cassie Mae’s charming, sexy new novel, perfect for fans of Emma Chase, puts a steamy twist on modern love as one bride-to-be tries to put the spark back in the bedroom—by any means necessary.

Elizabeth Fanning’s life looks pretty perfect, judging by the diamond ring on her finger. Her fiancé, Landon, is sweet, handsome, and hilarious. The trouble is, before they’ve even tied the knot, their sex life has gone from mind-blowing to “meh”—and Liz isn’t ready to be part of an old married couple. After a cathartic call to her best friend, Liz comes up with a brilliant idea. She and Landon may never be able to re-create the magic of their first time, but how amazing would their wedding night be if everything below the neck was off-limits until then?

Liz thinks it’ll bring them closer together. Landon’s convinced she’ll cave first. So they raise the stakes: Whoever lasts longer gets to pick their honeymoon destination. With her heart set on the Bahamas and Landon fighting for snowbound Utah, Liz simply has to win. But pretty soon, her body is screaming for attention, and Landon’s never seemed so far away. Has Liz’s experiment backfired? Losing their little competition would be frustrating—but the one thing she can’t afford to lose is him.

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“Did you want a baby?” he asks, and my jaw drops.
“It’s okay if you did. I . . . I mean, I want to have kids with you someday.”
Someday . . . yes. But not today. I grin at the scared-as-hell look on his face. That’s the great thing about the longtime relationship. I know his looks. I know his smiles, his frowns, his laughs. I reach to him, and his hand slips through my wet blond hair, hugs the back of my head, and pulls me into his shoulder. I lock my arms around his torso, ignore the sweet buzzing all over my stomach and heart and sides. His fingers massage my scalp as he rocks me.
“I like the idea of having a permanent piece of you,” I admit into his wet skin.
“You already have a permanent piece of me.” One of his hands slides down the length of my back. “Hell, you have the whole thing.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Okay . . . if you really want . . . I’ll impregnate you. Open up.” He pushes at my thighs, and I smack his shoulders.
“Pretty sure I want us to be married first. And I don’t know . . . older.” Like years ahead of us. We can barely afford to feed ourselves.
“You . . . you said married.”
“I did.”
I push back on his chest, and he scratches his dark hair. “Just letting you know I’m not freaking out about it.”
“This is not freaking out about it?” I say, circling my finger at his face. It could be the steam from the shower making it smoke red, but it sure doesn’t seem that way.
“I let it slide like it was nothing.”
“You did not.”
He growls, playfully nipping at my neck. “Well, I’m not freaking out,” he muffles against my skin, creating goose bumps up and down my spine. “Because, you know, we’re in the spot.”
“You know, the spot.”
“In the shower?” I laugh when his red face darkens a shade.
“No, I mean . . . I love you. And it’s not like I’m going to break up with you. And I’m pretty sure you want to be stuck with me.”
“You think we’re stuck? That’s ‘the spot’?”
“No. Shit, it’s coming out wrong.”
“I don’t even know what you’re trying to say.” I laugh, bending down to adjust the heat on the water.
“I’m saying there’s no reason for me to freak out because I want to marry you. I think, you know, we should get married.”
My hand stops dead on the tap, and I crick my neck to catch his expression. He’s gone from red wine to white in the blink of an eye, water dripping from his dark hair down his forehead, and he frantically wipes it away. Then he reaches for me, pulls me up against him, hiding his face.
“Um . . . what did you just say?” I croak, my heart suddenly beating out of my skull. A tidal wave rushes through my stomach, and my nails dig into his shoulders to make sure I’m not dreaming or something.
He slowly backs away from my neck, eyes wide as grapefruits. “I didn’t mean . . . oh shit . . . it wasn’t supposed to happen like this.”
He falls forward, pushing me against the cold tile and hitting his forehead on the wall near my cheek.
“What wasn’t supposed to happen?” I ask through a small laugh. Seconds ago, he was boasting about not freaking out, and now he’s gone bat crazy.
“I had it all planned,” he grumbles into the tile. The echoes bounce off my shoulder. “I even bought a suit. Outside patio dinner, clear night for stars . . . I was going to pull out all the romantic stops, and it just falls out when we’re in the shower.”
“Landon, are you being serious? I can never tell.”
“Because I’m never serious?”
“Pretty much, yeah.”
He lifts his head, eyes meeting mine, and a nervous twitch pulls at the corner of his mouth. “Will you marry me?”
My heart’s still thumping through my brain.
“The test was negative, Landon,” I try to joke, but it comes out wobbly. “You don’t have to—”
“I know.” His palms cradle my face, drops of water falling from his eyelashes. “Will you marry me?”
His misty lips make contact with my nose. I’m still trying to process if he’s serious or not.
“Really? This isn’t because of that pregnancy test, is it?”
“I was planning on asking a few weeks ago. Cross my heart, the ring’s been in this apartment for at least a month.”
My eyes flick back and forth between his, searching, searching, searching for a lie, a joke, a tease, something. But it’s all honesty and nerves and love. So much love I find myself slipping on the wall, losing strength in my knees.
“You are serious.”
“I love you, Liz. Marry me? Please?”
I feel a smile tug on my mouth. The water’s getting too cold to stay underneath, but my body temperature rises, my skin boiling under his touch. I grip his forearms, holding myself steady while he continues to cup my cheeks.
I love every bit of this man, every piece of his heart and soul and mind and body. So even though I wasn’t expecting it this way, even though I was just internally moaning about not getting any spontaneous loving, I practically shout my answer at him.
“Yes?” He pulls back, the stream of water hitting him square in the face. I laugh and bat it away from him. “Yes . . . you said yes?”
“Yes, I said yes.”
A large relieved breath leaves his mouth before he presses it to mine. Landon’s arms circle my torso, pull me up against his now hot and slick body, and every ounce of disappointment I was feeling evaporates with the shower steam.
“I thought I royally botched that.” He laughs, and a wave of minty breath travels from his mouth to mine.
“You did,” I tease before closing the gap between our lips again. “But I love you.”

Title: Doing It For Love
Author: Cassie Mae
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance, Humor
Series or Standalone: Standalone Series (All About Love #1)
Rating: ★★★ 
Reviewer: Melyssa
If there’s one thing I know I’m guaranteed when I pick up a Cassie Mae book, it’s that I will need to take breaks while reading from the sheer loss of breath I experience from laughing too hard.

Whether it be a novel written in the YA realm, or one such as this one that branches into the New Adult, the response is always the same.

Right from the first page, there’s evidence of this when the female lead, Liz, compares her relationship (or more specifically, their sexual one) with boyfriend, Landon, in terms of food. And not just any food, but the part of your dinner you’re most likely to either eat last or discard altogether.

Peas and Carrots.

Okay so I lied, maybe it’s just me that does that.

Either way, it was the perfect jumping off point for what would become one of the funniest books I’ve read this year, and what I was desperately in need of after spending so much time writing the gut wrenching stuff.

What jumped out at me most about this book can be summed up with one simple statement.

One of these things is not like the other.

Where most romances are based solely around the couple facing insurmountable odds in order to be together, this book comes at it from a different take. The couple that have gone through everything to be together, are together and this is what is affectionately referred to as what comes after the happily ever after. And it was perfect.

I don’t like to use the word perfect often, because nothing is ever truly perfect, but Liz and Landon, and the way their relationship is, right from the first page, straight up until the end was as close to perfect as I can imagine it gets and there was nothing perfect about these people at all. What they had though, it worked because at the end of the day, when you close your eyes and you step away from the story, you’re living their life.

Maybe you’re not living it exactly, but the way Liz gets irritated with Landon’s socks on the floor, even if the item in question is different, if you’ve ever lived with someone long term, and been in love with them, you’ve lived this relationship.

Cassie Mae has always had the ability to write a book drenched in reality. Whether its two awkward teenagers forging their way through daily life and pubescent awkwardness in order to end up together, or two adults in a long term relationship just looking to spice things up after falling into a rut, every step of the way through their journey is very, very real.

Which I suppose makes Cassie Mae “The Real Thing” huh? Lol

Okay, joking aside, this book drew me in on page one and never let up, not once straight up until the end. I laughed so much I cried, I may have stopped breathing at one point, and I straight up pulled my hair out at others based on Landon’s behavior and sometimes even Liz’s. So if this book does nothing else, I can assure you that it will make you feel. Pissed off, swooning, and laughing your ass off or just plain giddy happy, you will feel by the time you turn the very last page and for this writer/reader, that’s what makes the reading world go round.

The character development here was insane. You got to know these people as if they were from your actual life and the pacing was fantastic, with not one instance where I felt the book dragged or there was information given that didn’t in some way further the story toward its end. This book was the perfect combination of humor laced with romance with a dash of realism thrown in, along with a whole lot of dessert references.

Now before I taper off into the end of this review, I want to make mention of one more thing before I go. As I read deeper into this story, quotes resonating with me throughout, there was one quote that seemed to speak to me more than any others because with what I’ve already said about realism, I feel as though we got to see a real glimpse into the author as well. Or at least how I believe her to be when she sits down to write the stories that she does so well.

“I want…” he starts then his eyebrows pull in as a set look of determination takes over. “I want to make people smile. I want to tell an epic story…with laughter. I want to change the way people view the world. I want life to stop being so damn dramatic all the time.”

That quote is Cassie Mae to me (even if Landon said it). It’s a Cassie Mae book to me and quite frankly, is exactly why I am glad authors like her, and characters like the one’s she’s brought to life, exist. Because what Landon wants, is what she has given this reader and it’s a beautiful thing.

So to wrap this up…this story was great and should definitely be read by all. Whether you’re all about that romance or you’re not, there’s something here for you. If you like to laugh, if you like to smile, then you won’t be disappointed with this.

Add everything I’ve already said to the rest of the ensemble cast in this hilarious tale of what comes after the HEA and it’s probably one of the most well rounded and all around great books I’ve read thus far this year and a complete treat to read.

You know, a treat of the cheesecake variety ;)

Cassie Mae (who dons the name Becca Ann on occasion) is the author of a few hundred—okay, maybe not that many—books. Since writing her bestselling debut, Reasons I Fell for the Funny Fat Friend, she has published books with Random House, Swoon Romance, and Tulip Romance. She has a favorite of all her babies, but no, she won’t tell you what it is (mainly because it changes depending on the day). Along with writing, Cassie likes to binge-watch Teen Wolf and The Big Bang Theory. She can quote Harry Potter lines quick as a whip. And she likes kissing her hubby, but only if his facial hair is trimmed. She also likes cheesecake to a very obsessive degree.

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