Review: Beard in Mind by Penny Reid

Posted August 15, 2017 by StaceyisSassy in Contemporary Romace, Reviews / 0 Comments

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Review:  Beard in Mind by Penny ReidBeard in Mind by Penny Reid
Published by Cipher-Naught on July 31st, 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance
Pages: 400
Format: eARC
Source: Author, Social Butterfly PR



All is fair in love and auto maintenance.

Beau Winston is the nicest, most accommodating guy in the world. Usually.

Handsome as the devil and twice as charismatic, Beau lives a charmed life as everyone’s favorite Winston Brother. But since his twin decided to leave town, and his other brother hired a stunning human-porcupine hybrid as a replacement mechanic for their auto shop, Beau Winston’s charmed life has gone to hell in a handbasket.

Shelly Sullivan is not nice and is never accommodating. Ever. She mumbles to herself, but won’t respond when asked a question. She glares at everyone, especially babies. She won’t shake hands with or touch another person, but has no problems cuddling with a dog. And her damn parrot speaks only in curse words. Beau wants her gone. He wants her out of his auto shop, out of Tennessee, and out of his life.

The only problem is, learning why this porcupine wears her coat of spikes opens a Pandora’s box of complexity—exquisite, tempting, heartbreaking complexity—and Beau Winston soon discovers being nice and accommodating might mean losing what matters most.

Winston Brothers #4

 

Beard in Mind

(Winston Brothers #4)

By Penny Reid

 

It’s easy to judge on face value

I probably shouldn’t talk about my family as much as I do in my reviews, but I can’t help compare when I’m reading. Beard in Mind made me think about my son. Not just because I’m his mother (well not only because of it), I can honestly say that my son is strikingly good looking. Has been from the day he was born. He has big green eyes, long eyelashes, full and pouty lips, tan skin and a long and lean swimmers body (not a swimmer, just looks like one). All his life, he has had people comment on his looks. Strangers have walked up to us and made mention of it. He could easily become a model, and we’ve contemplated getting photos of him for a folio. Except, there’s one small problem…he doesn’t like attention focused on him. I’d even say, that he’s not overly confident.

I am the first person (very guiltily mind you) to think…OMG!! You’re so good looking. Why aren’t you the most popular boy at school? Why don’t you smirk at all the pretty girls?

Well, plain and simple, he just doesn’t care about those things. My beautiful son is a…duh…duh…duhhh…GAMER NERD. Sit him in a room by himself with an Xbox, and he’s one happy 14-year-old.

Anyways, I know, with first-hand knowledge, that people can easily judge by looks alone. People expect my son to be confident and outgoing. Don’t get me wrong, he’s polite and sweet, but he won’t initiate a conversation with a stranger EVER.

Shelly Sullivan is one of the most beautiful women around. Then…she opens her mouth. With no filter whatsoever, she will tell you exactly what she’s thinking and those hits can hurt like all buggery. If you didn’t know any better, you could easily mistake her for one of the meanest people in existence. Lucky for her, one of the nicest people in existence looks below the surface.

Beau Winston is absolutely gobsmacked by the beauty of Shelly. At first, like everyone else, he attempts to get to “know” her better. This, unfortunately, does not go well and he crashes and burns. The best way for him to handle the situation is by completely avoiding interaction with her. This isn’t as easy as it seems seeing as they work together and she offends most of their customers. Absolutely frustrated, he starts looking at Shelly a little closer and notices “things”.

Shelly has OCD and has struggled for many years with it. She has moved away from family so that she can be treated by a doctor so she can “fix” herself. I’ll be honest with you here, Shelly is one of my favourite characters that Penny Reid has ever created. I have a huge soft spot for characters like Shelly, who struggle with their need for perfection. Shelly wants to be normal and interact with people like normal people do. It’s not an easy fix, like when you have a toothache and go to the dentist to fix it. With time and patience, Shelly learns to deal with some of her issues. It definitely helps when Beau reaches out to help and his touch soothes her worries.

I absolutely loved Beard in Mind. From the very first page, I was enthralled. Besides getting to see Shelly and Beau’s beautiful connection, we get to catch up with the Winston’s. Beau is struggling with Duane leaving with Jess soon. Cletus is being his usual nutty self. Billy’s on the sidelines, observing, mentoring and protecting. We also get a glimpse of Shelly brother, Quinn Sullivan and his wife Janie. There is a new development that comes to light with the Winston’s connection to the Wraiths motorcycle club. I really hope that Cletus “deals” with those buggers soon. I’m guessing that things may get resolved when Billy gets his story. I REALLY WANT BILLY’S STORY!!

This series is my craic. I think I have a soft spot for these bearded fellows because I have a bearded fellow myself. I love their differences in character but their unfailing support of each other as well. I cannot get enough…I WANT BILLY’S STORY!! Not impatient at all. 😉

 

 

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All is fair in love and auto maintenance.

Beau Winston is the nicest, most accommodating guy in the world. Usually.

Handsome as the devil and twice as charismatic, Beau lives a charmed life as everyone’s favorite Winston Brother. But since his twin decided to leave town, and his other brother hired a stunning human-porcupine hybrid as a replacement mechanic for their auto shop, Beau Winston’s charmed life has gone to hell in a handbasket.

Shelly Sullivan is not nice and is never accommodating. Ever.

She mumbles to herself, but won’t respond when asked a question. She glares at everyone, especially babies. She won’t shake hands with or touch another person but has no problems cuddling with a dog. And her damn parrot speaks only in curse words.

Beau wants her gone. He wants her out of his auto shop, out of Tennessee, and out of his life.

The only problem is, learning why this porcupine wears her coat of spikes opens a Pandora’s box of complexity—exquisite, tempting, heartbreaking complexity—and Beau Winston soon discovers being nice and accommodating might mean losing what matters most.

Excerpt:

She’d taken the sofa, in her own house, and given me the bed. That didn’t make a lick of sense.

I crouched next to her, threading my fingers into the silky hair at her temples. “Honey.”

“Mmm.”

I bent to whisper, “Shelly.”

“Hmm?”

“I’m going to carry you to your bed. I’ll take the sofa.”

“Mmm.”

I grinned at her soft noises, at the untroubled expression on her face, and how her brow—even in sleep—still looked regal and stern.

Sliding my arms under her legs and shoulder, I picked her up. And, unfortunately, that woke her up.

She jerked in my arms. “What are you doing?”

“I’m taking you to the bed.”

“Don’t do that.”

“I don’t mind, I’ll take the sofa.” Our mouths were just inches apart, and hers was distracting.

She squirmed. “Put me down.”

Sighing unhappily, I did. I set her on her feet next to the couch. The blanket pooled at her feet and I stepped back to give her some space. It was dark, but I could see her just fine, and that meant I had to force my eyes to remain above her neck. The woman was wearing two pathetic scraps of fabric as pyjamas. A thin little tank top and shorts. That’s it.

I set my jaw and turned to the side, waiting for her to walk past.

“Where are you?”

I glanced at her and realized she couldn’t see at all. She didn’t have a handout, but the way her eyes were moving about the room gave away her blindness.

“I’m here.” I didn’t touch her, because if I did, I wouldn’t want to stop.

Shelly turned her head in my direction and took a deep breath. Still she didn’t reach for me. I didn’t know the specifics of what to expect after her Friday session, but I recalled Dr. West saying something about Shelly doing self-guided ERP exercises over this week.

“Can you see?” She licked her lips, her voice sandpapery. “Because I can’t see at all. It’s so dark.”

“I can see.” Unbidden, my eyes dropped to her body, to the swell of her breasts, the panel of bare stomach, the curve of her hips. Pinpricks of heat raised over my skin and I curled my hands into fists.

She shuffled forward and I caught her before she bumped into me, setting my hands gently at her waist.

“Let me take you to your room.” My voice was rough, for obvious reasons.

Saying nothing, she brought her hand to my forearm, her body gently colliding with mine. And then her hand on my arm slid up my bicep to my shoulder.

“Shelly.” I was running out of breath.

“I like this.”

“What?”

“Touching you.”

Oh fuck.

I held still and endured her hands moving over my body, down the front of my shirt, stopping at the hem, then pushing it up.

“Take this off.”

I did. I pulled the T-shirt over my head and let it drop to the floor.

We stood there, facing each other in the dark, not touching. Despite the session on Friday and the progress that had been made, I realized she wasn’t quite there yet. Dr. West was right, Friday was just a step, the first step. Shelly wasn’t able to initiate contact. Not yet.

Her hands balled into fists and she swayed forward, her breath struggling little puffs.

If anything was going to happen tonight, I had to initiate it. I had to be the one to touch first.

God, how I wanted her. How I wanted her above me, beneath me, surrounding me. But how could I?

“I know why I hesitate,” her voice was breathless, “but why do you hesitate?”

“Lots of reasons.”

“Give me one.”

“I don’t want to you use you.”

“I wish you would.”

That pulled a laugh from me, just a small relief from the mounting tension. My eyes moved over her body, an undeniable impulse to devour the sight of her, her legs, stomach, chest, then up her neck to her lips.

“You asked me on Saturday if sex was a big deal for me, or if it was you. The answer is both.”

She held very still, and I got the sense she was holding her breath, straining to listen.

“You are a big deal to me. I don’t want a fling. I don’t want a flirtation. I want promises.”

“What can I promise you?”

That you’ll love me. That I’ll be your priority.

She shifted her weight from foot to foot. A spike of anxiety that she might leave me like this had me acting without forethought. I lifted my hands to her waist again and immediately, her fingertips skimmed over skin of my lower stomach in response, making my muscles tense in hot anticipation. She grew more assertive as she caressed my sides, abdomen, ribs, chest, shoulders, and then back down.

Shelly stepped closer, a hint of thrilling contact between her breasts and my torso, and all the words and worries melted from my mind, died on my tongue, suffocated by the feel of her body, and the possibility of this moment.

Her finger hooked in the waistband of my jeans. “Take these off.” Her hand turned, her fingers and palm cupping me over my zipper.

Instinctively, I pressed myself into her touch even as I grabbed her wrist.

“Beau, I promise—”

She didn’t get to speak, because I kissed her, hard and wild, unbuttoning and unzipping my fly with one hand and bringing her palm inside my boxers with the other.

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