by Amie Knight
Release Date:
May 8th, 2018
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis:
An Imperfect Heart, an all-new second chance romance from Amie Knight, is LIVE!
The heart is exquisite.
You’ll never hear anyone wax poetic over an organ quite like they do the heart.
When you’re lost in the world? Follow your heart.
When your love for someone is unwavering, unparalleled and unprecedented? You give them your heart.
As a lead pediatric cardiac surgeon, I knew better than anyone that the heart is equally as powerful as it is delicate.
The heart giveth just as easily as it taketh away.
And until the day Kelly Potter darkened my doorway that was all just part of the job.
She rolled in like a slow evening storm, fierce and beautiful, fighting for the life of her unborn child.
It should have been business as usual.
I was a doctor.
Her child the patient.
But Kelly was more.
She was the one who got away.
I wouldn’t make the same mistake twice.
It didn’t matter what the rules were.
For once, I was listening to my heart.
Release Date:
May 8th, 2018
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Add to Goodreads
Blog Tour Hosted by:
Social Butterfly PR
Source:
Author via RDB Host
eARC received in exchange for an honest review
Synopsis:
An Imperfect Heart, an all-new second chance romance from Amie Knight, is LIVE!
The heart is exquisite.
You’ll never hear anyone wax poetic over an organ quite like they do the heart.
When you’re lost in the world? Follow your heart.
When your love for someone is unwavering, unparalleled and unprecedented? You give them your heart.
As a lead pediatric cardiac surgeon, I knew better than anyone that the heart is equally as powerful as it is delicate.
The heart giveth just as easily as it taketh away.
And until the day Kelly Potter darkened my doorway that was all just part of the job.
She rolled in like a slow evening storm, fierce and beautiful, fighting for the life of her unborn child.
It should have been business as usual.
I was a doctor.
Her child the patient.
But Kelly was more.
She was the one who got away.
I wouldn’t make the same mistake twice.
It didn’t matter what the rules were.
For once, I was listening to my heart.
Cover Design: By Hang Le
Photographer: Lindee Robinson
Models: Zach Zoufalv and Jessica Surls
Photographer: Lindee Robinson
Models: Zach Zoufalv and Jessica Surls
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“Jesus. You’re fucking gorgeous, you know that?” He ran a large hand from the spot right in the middle of my shoulder blades past the small of my back before landing on my ass where he squeezed hard enough to make me giggle.
“Less talking, more petting, Doctor,” I said through laughter.
“Not a doctor. Yet.” His voice was cocky, and it made me hot. “Still a ways to go before that happens.”
I could hear the smile in his voice even though I couldn’t see his face. I was lying on my stomach on top of his white plush down comforter naked as the day I was born. And not shy about it at all. He’d just laid his mouth, his tongue, his hands over every inch of this body several times and he’d seemed to enjoy every second of it.
I looked out the small window next to his bed while he was propped up on one hand beside me and using the other to rub every available surface of skin on my body he could find. It was phenomenal. I wanted to purr like a damn cat, but instead I stretched out further along his bed.
“I can’t believe you came home with me tonight,” he husked out.
I couldn’t believe it either. I wasn’t the type of girl who did one-night stands. I didn’t really have boyfriends, either. I was married to the music. Anthony Jackson wasn’t even really my type per se. I liked moody guys with tattoos and piercings. Boys with darker eyes and even darker souls. I was a walking cliché, but I liked the tortured musician types. After all, we were kindred spirits. Me and my hard, banging drums, them with their soft guitar riffs and raspy lyrical voices.
I rolled to my back and gazed up at Anthony. He waggled an eyebrow at me, and I bit my lip to hide my smile. He may not have been my type, but I was positive there wasn’t a girl out there who’d turn him down. Vivid and inquisitive green eyes stared down at me and God, I wanted him all over again.
And I’d had him plenty that night. We’d met at the club only hours ago. I was visiting my friend Ainsley in Columbia, South Carolina, and we’d run into Anthony and his college friends at a nightclub. Ainsley introduced him as an old friend. He’d come on strong. I’d come on even stronger. Hardly any alcohol in my system and yet I’d let him drag me back to his small apartment, between my legs aching with want. We’d barely made it through the door when he picked me up and placed me on the entry table and pushed his massive body between my thighs. Slick skin, hot hands, wet mouths. And the rest was history. Or maybe not.
No, Anthony Jackson wasn’t my type.
He was everygirl’s type.
Chiseled to perfection face.
Wide smile complete with full pink lips and deep dimples. Square jaw that somehow managed to be both soft and hard. Blond hair that was so thick and shiny I wanted to ask him what shampoo he used. Not a tattoo or piercing marred the bronzed skin of his muscular body.
For fuck’s sake, even the man’s cock was pure perfection. Thick and long and cut just as beautifully as the rest of him.
He was surprised I’d come home with him. I couldn’t believe it, either. I realized in that moment, him over me. Me under him. The sweat still glistening on our bodies. His ruggedly handsome good looks beaming down at me like the sun on a bright day. For the first time in my life, I’d had a man. An actual real man. Not boys playing men. No, Anthony was all fucking masculine beauty and he’d picked me at the bar. I was one lucky girl.
“Less talking, more petting, Doctor,” I said through laughter.
“Not a doctor. Yet.” His voice was cocky, and it made me hot. “Still a ways to go before that happens.”
I could hear the smile in his voice even though I couldn’t see his face. I was lying on my stomach on top of his white plush down comforter naked as the day I was born. And not shy about it at all. He’d just laid his mouth, his tongue, his hands over every inch of this body several times and he’d seemed to enjoy every second of it.
I looked out the small window next to his bed while he was propped up on one hand beside me and using the other to rub every available surface of skin on my body he could find. It was phenomenal. I wanted to purr like a damn cat, but instead I stretched out further along his bed.
“I can’t believe you came home with me tonight,” he husked out.
I couldn’t believe it either. I wasn’t the type of girl who did one-night stands. I didn’t really have boyfriends, either. I was married to the music. Anthony Jackson wasn’t even really my type per se. I liked moody guys with tattoos and piercings. Boys with darker eyes and even darker souls. I was a walking cliché, but I liked the tortured musician types. After all, we were kindred spirits. Me and my hard, banging drums, them with their soft guitar riffs and raspy lyrical voices.
I rolled to my back and gazed up at Anthony. He waggled an eyebrow at me, and I bit my lip to hide my smile. He may not have been my type, but I was positive there wasn’t a girl out there who’d turn him down. Vivid and inquisitive green eyes stared down at me and God, I wanted him all over again.
And I’d had him plenty that night. We’d met at the club only hours ago. I was visiting my friend Ainsley in Columbia, South Carolina, and we’d run into Anthony and his college friends at a nightclub. Ainsley introduced him as an old friend. He’d come on strong. I’d come on even stronger. Hardly any alcohol in my system and yet I’d let him drag me back to his small apartment, between my legs aching with want. We’d barely made it through the door when he picked me up and placed me on the entry table and pushed his massive body between my thighs. Slick skin, hot hands, wet mouths. And the rest was history. Or maybe not.
No, Anthony Jackson wasn’t my type.
He was everygirl’s type.
Chiseled to perfection face.
Wide smile complete with full pink lips and deep dimples. Square jaw that somehow managed to be both soft and hard. Blond hair that was so thick and shiny I wanted to ask him what shampoo he used. Not a tattoo or piercing marred the bronzed skin of his muscular body.
For fuck’s sake, even the man’s cock was pure perfection. Thick and long and cut just as beautifully as the rest of him.
He was surprised I’d come home with him. I couldn’t believe it, either. I realized in that moment, him over me. Me under him. The sweat still glistening on our bodies. His ruggedly handsome good looks beaming down at me like the sun on a bright day. For the first time in my life, I’d had a man. An actual real man. Not boys playing men. No, Anthony was all fucking masculine beauty and he’d picked me at the bar. I was one lucky girl.
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An Imperfect Heart was an emotional, heart-melting and page-turning reading escape! This book can be read as a standalone. You will encounter secondary characters that will steal your heart so have no worries because they each have their standalone book as well. You can read about Ainsley and Adrian in See Through Heart and about Miranda and Holden in A Steel Heart.
Dr. Anthony Jackson is shocked to come face-to-face with a blast from his past. He still remembers the night he shared with Kelly Potter like it was yesterday. That night, she stole his heart. He's not about to let her go again. Years might have passed, but his heart is still beating fast for Kelly. She's asking for help and he will do whatever it takes to help and protect her.
Kelly and Anthony's love story was super sweet and captivating. Their banter was extremely entertaining and the moments that they created together were simply unforgettable. Kelly is a strong and confident heroine that got me cheering for her from the very beginning. Don't even get me started on Dr. Jackson ... Whoaaaaaa!!! Swoon galore guaranteed!!! He was such a sweet, protective and loving hero. They had an amazing chemistry and their love story brought a smile to my face. Their journey is a roller coaster ride of emotions that will give you all the feels!!
I always find myself doing a happy dance when I find out that Amie Knight is releasing a new book. Her writing style is sublime and I connect to all her characters. They are so easy to relate to and I feel like they are more than just characters in a story. By the time I'm done reading their journey, I feel like they are my friends. Her supporting cast of characters is always PHENOMENAL!! The world she creates is a world that I find myself revisiting when I'm in a book slump. Her words never fail to bring a smile on my face and leave my heart bursting with love. If you have not read anything by this author, you're seriously missing out! She's amazing!!
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I give, An Imperfect Heart, by Amie Knight, 4.5 loving, heartwarming, captivating, #TeamHope stars!
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