Author Sandra Love: Deciding Tomorrow by: Renee Ericson Blog Tour and Review

Deciding Tomorrow Synopsis:

What if a love, once lost, came around for a second chance?

After a fated meeting with the one person who captured her heart many years ago, Ruby Miller is taking a leap of faith, right into the arms of her past.

Four years have gone by since the tragedy that tore Ruby and Brent apart, setting them on different paths, battered and searching. Now, this couple divided by time and distance will have to fight for their love to survive in the present, as they try to deal with their past and the decisions that made them who they are today.

Is their love worth it? The same love they gave up on once before?

Can they put everything aside to see what's left of what they once shared?

Following their hearts, their minds, and Deciding Tomorrow.

Deciding Tomorrow (These Days #3)

by Renee Ericson

Overall Rating 5 Stars

What a wonderful series. This is one of my favorite series right now, Renee does a wonderful job making the reader fall in love with Brent and Rudy. This book picks up right where book two left off. Rudy is on her way to see Rudy. She doesn’t know what is going to happen. When she get there the sparks fly and you can feel the chemistry flow off the pages. It felt so real. To know what they had to go through to be together again. This book blew me away and my emotions were all over the place. I am glad I got to read the conclusion in their story.

This book was well written and I felt a connection with the characters, the storyline flowed very well. It was rushed I thought it was written very well. I like how the author kept my interest through the entire book. Never a dull moment. It was a fast read for me. Thank you Renee for a wonderful Trilogy, I can’t wait to read what is next.

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Deciding Tomorrow

By Renee Ericson

Excerpt #1

I gasp as our tongues massage together, deeply. Our mouths move faster, and the passion surges. Palming his backside, I draw him closer, his hard-on pressing on my abdomen. Brent advances toward me until I’m flush with the cool tiles covered in droplets of water. His hands find mine and lift them above my head, threading our fingers together, as he continues to assail my mouth with his. Instinctually, my hips tilt upward—seeking him, wanting him, ready for him—while our slippery bodies slide in unison.

Releasing one hand, Brent trails his digits down the front of my body. He plunges his fingers between my legs and into me. His thumb skillfully circles one of the most sensitive parts of my body, causing my breath to catch. Endless slow moans erupt from the center of my voice over and over while the water showers us in a steady lullaby.

“You like that?” Brent purrs against my mouth. “When I touch you like this?” He circles his thumb faster to accentuate his point.

“Yes,” I stutter as he continues to torment me with his touch. “I love it.”

“Tell me again,” he demands.

“I fucking love it.”

He kisses me harder, more forceful, in a similar rhythm to his hand. Letting go of our joined grip above my head, he kneads my breast, consuming more of me. I hang on to his shoulders for dear life as the euphoric sensation builds with every movement across the raw nerves on my body. Brent pinches my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I clamp down hard and let go, releasing guttural moans across his lips. Pulsing around his fingers, I lose my ability to hold my own weight.

My breaths slow, and I open my eyes. I find his dilated, full of lust and hungry in so many ways.

Excerpt #2

“Give that back,” I playfully snap, trying to snatch my stolen utensil. My attempts are useless, so I settle my hip against the counter again, crossing my arms. “Does my idea of romance scare you?”

“Just a little.” He tosses my spoon behind him and into the sink. “In an obsessively adorable way.”

“Adorable?”

“That’s what I said,” he taunts, taking another bite of ice cream.

“Not sexy?”

“Maybe if you did it in lace underwear. You have any of those?”

Stepping closer, I eliminate some of the physical space between our bodies. God, he smells so good.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I ask, my voice seductively low.

“I might be interested.”

Another bite disappears between his lips. My chest expands as I inhale. The longing for his mouth as well as the ice cream escalates.

“Are you going to keep taunting me with that?” I play pout.

“What? This?” He lifts the empty utensil. “Or this?” He intentionally licks his lips, tempting me further.

“You’re mean.”

He chuckles, dips his spoon into the creamy green-and-black dessert, and then gestures the tasty sweet bite in my direction. I give him an apprehensive look, not trusting his generosity. This feels like a trick.

He raises the spoonful higher, and the ice cream’s coolness radiates, tingling the warmth of my lips. Measuring whether he’s playing a game or not, I tentatively open my mouth, and the tiny morsel on the spoon chills my tongue.

Brent sets the utensil on the counter and then gently presses his thumb against my icy lips, drawing a line along their shape. I shiver internally, and it’s not from the ice cream.

“Are you still teasing me?” I ask against his touch.

“I’ll let you figure that out.”

Author Bio:

Renee Ericson is the author of the These Days series.

Originally from the Midwest, she now resides in a small town just outside of Boston with her husband and three children.

Most winters, Renee can be found on the slopes of the White Mountains skiing with her family. During the summer months, she likes to spend every spare minute at the beach soaking up the sea air. All those moments in between, she is talking to imaginary characters and caring for her children.