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Thursday, January 15, 2015

Guest Post with Author Chelsea Fine and Giveaway

Chelsea lives in Phoenix, Arizona, where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She's ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen.

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Top 5 Favorite Couples (books, movies, TV)

Oh man! There are so many great ones. When I first started jotting down my favorites, I ended up with a list of 18 couples. Haha. So I had to narrow it down a bit. But here, in no particular order, are my top 5:

1) Noah and Allie from The Notebook – I can’t decide if I chose them as one of my top 5 because I love them as a couple or because I love their story. Because let’s be honest here, it’s a beautiful story. I read the book years ago, so even before Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams personified the characters of Noah and Allie I was a fan of their chemistry. It was real and heartbreaking and—being someone who broke off an engagement when I was younger—I can relate to their love on a personal level. So yeah. N+A=<3

2) Buffy and Angel from Buffy the Vampire Slayer – I know most people are fans of Buffy and Spike, which I totally understand, but nothing quite compares to the first few seasons of Buffy when she and Angel are trying to navigate the unprecedented (because vampires weren’t a “thing” back then) waters of “loving this person could be deadly.” Add to that the fact that Angel, when he was in full vamp mode, was a truly evil creature of the night. Like, wow. Damon Salvatore is a puppy dog compared to him. I also loved how strong and sassy Buffy was. Girls need to be tough in relationships. We don’t have to be damsels in distress just to stroke our man’s ego all the time, and Buffy was a kickass example of that. Literally.

3) Jim and Pam from The Office – To this day, The Office is the only comedy show where I’ve truly been captivated by a romance between characters. Jim and Pam just stole my heart. (Followed closely by Monica and Chandler from Friends.) They were a brilliant example of a quiet and patient love—and they were hilarious too! Sometimes, I watch the “best of Pam and Jim” videos on YouTube, just so I can feel the flutters all over again. Haha. #ImANerd

4) Tris and Four (Tobias) from Divergent – Shockingly, I’m not choosing them because Four is hot or because the movie recently came out. I’m choosing them because they are prime examples of some of the best character development I’ve ever read. Veronica Roth did an outstanding job of making Tris strong, then making her crazy, then making her sacrificial, while breaking Four down, peeling back his oh-so-many layers, and turning him into a bittersweet hero-left-standing. I cried throughout the series because these characters were real to me. And that’s rare.

5) Starbuck and Apollo (Lee) from Battlestar Galactica – This is a rare example of a couple I absolutely loved and rooted for, but didn’t mind when they didn’t end up together. Starbuck was a strong female—perhaps even stronger than Apollo—but that was the beauty of BSG: near-total gender equality. Apollo and Starbuck were independently crucial to the survival of their people, and their companionship was just as—if not more—crucial to their sanity. They helped each other, encouraged each other, criticized one another, fought for opposing beliefs, kissed like bandits, wrestled with jealousy, and knocked each other around in a boxing ring. And through it all, they were always best friends. One of the toughest couples on TV, I think, and I love them for it.


Peter Pan and Tinkerbell – I’m not kidding. I love their chemistry. Someone needs to make a movie where Wendy doesn’t exist and Tinkerbell gets the guy. Also, let’s maybe make Peter Pan less of a D-bag. Whatdaya say?

Clark Kent and Lana Lang – I’m a superhero junkie and I’m hopelessly and forever in love with Superman’s first romance. A small-town alien boy with secret powers and a small-town girl who makes him feel human? Beautiful. Just beautiful.

Marshall and Lily from How I Met Your Mother – They’re so perfect for each other it’s ridiculous. It’s also wonderful. If all relationships were this transparent and familiar, there would be no breakups. Like, ever. #perfectworld


Pixie Marshall wishes every day she could turn back time and fix the past. But she can't. And the damage is done. She's hoping that a summer of free room and board working with her aunt at the Willow Inn will help her forget. Except there's a problem: the resident handyman is none other than Levi Andrews. The handsome quarterback was once her friend-and maybe more-until everything changed in a life-shattering instant. She was hoping to avoid him, possibly forever. Now he's right down the hall and stirring up feelings Pixie thought she'd long buried . . .

Levi can't believe he's living with the one person who holds all his painful memories. More than anything he wants to make things right, but a simple "sorry" won't suffice-not when the tragedy that scarred them was his fault. Levi knows Pixie's better off without him, but every part of him screams to touch her, protect her, wrap her in his arms, and kiss away the pain. Yet even though she's so close, Pixie's heart seems more unreachable than ever. Seeing those stunning green eyes again has made one thing perfectly clear-he can't live without her.

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It’s late, and most of the inn guests are already asleep.

I wait until I hear the TV click on in Levi’s room before I start plugging everything I own into the wall.

We argued today. We avoided each other. And aside from the weird look we exchanged in the hallway this morning and our little spat in front of Zack, everything is back to normal.

Which means I owe Levi for the cold shower I had to take.

I turn everything on and the lights go out. I hear the TV die in the next room and crawl onto my bed with a smile.

“Pixie!” Levi’s irritated voice rings through the walls and I’m feeling happier than a mature person should.

I hear stomping, and then he opens my bedroom door. Just opens it. Like he has the right to just waltz into my room. I could be naked in here; he doesn’t know.

“You’re going out to the fuse box this time.” He steps inside, and now he’s standing just a few feet away, pointing his finger at me.

I’m on the bed, trying to look casual, like lying in the dark playing games on my phone is perfectly normal. The only light in the room is coming from the glow of my phone and the half-moon outside, so we both look blue and soft. And in the blue softness, I see he’s shirtless.

I see Levi without a shirt on almost every morning, but I’ve never seen him half-naked in the dark, and something about it makes my body feel electric.

“Not going to happen,” I say.

He steps closer. “Well, I sure as hell am not marching outside to turn the power back on.”

I shrug. “Fine with me. I don’t need electricity tonight. I can watch TV on my fully charged phone.” I wiggle said phone at him.

He sighs. “You don’t understand. I was looking up the contact information for an alarm company I found so I can call and schedule the installation tomorrow. I need the Internet, Pix.”

“Then use your phone.”

“My phone is dead.”

The boy never charges anything. He almost makes the whole fuse-blowing thing too easy.

“Well, that’s too bad. I guess you’re going to have to turn the electricity back on after all.” I pretend to be very interested in my game.

“Let me use your phone. Just for a minute.”


“Come on. It’s for Ellen.” He implores me with a pouty face I’ve seen him use on his mom a dozen times.

I scoff. “Please.”

“Dammit, Pixie.” The pout is gone.

“Maybe tomorrow you’ll remember to charge your own phone. Or hey, better yet, maybe you’ll let me have a hot shower.” I make a big production of pressing random buttons on my phone.

He slumps his shoulders like he’s accepting defeat, then whips out his arm and tries to swipe the phone from my hands. Sneaky bastard.

I pull my phone back and kick at him with my foot, but he grabs my ankle—because I’m not exactly a ninja with my kicking skills—and then we both freeze.

Because now I’m leaning back on the bed with my legs spread apart, and he’s got one hand on my ankle and the other on the bed next to my hip where he was reaching for my phone, and his body is in between my legs, which are completely bare except for the tiny gym shorts I have on, and my right arm is raised over my head with my cell phone still out of his reach, but my back is arched and my shirt has come up so my stomach is completely exposed and I’m hot all over.

Hot. Heat. Everywhere.

I mean, really. We look like we’re in the middle of having sex, but with clothes on. My body knows this. His body knows this. And our bodies are really, really happy about this.

He’s looking at me with nothing in his eyes except want. And I like it. No, I love it.

This must show on my face because his hand—still wrapped around my ankle—moves up my leg an inch, and he watches my reaction.

I try not to react because, hell, he can’t win. He can’t just be asshole Levi all day long and then climb into my bed at night and touch me wherever he pleases.

Ugh. Yes he can.

I part my lips and he slowly, slowly slides his warm hand up my calf and, holy hell, I could orgasm right here. I might, actually.

My calf.

My calf.

He’s touching my calf and I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life.

His hand shifts again, and the only thought in my head is, Go higher, go higher.

Please, dear God, go higher.

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  1. I like that there's more to the back story than just meeting & falling in love. It's the 'you were such an idiot to date him/her and I told you so at the time...' kinds of things friends tell each other....

  2. Because there's more depth to the relationship and I think that is wonderful :)

  3. Sounds like a great book and I am excited to have been able to add it to my TBR list...

  4. Marshall and Lily from How I Met Your Mother actually did break up while she was having an existential crisis of sorts.
    They were both miserable apart and they did get back together but it just proves that even in an ideal relationship there are trials and sometimes separations.
    I do enjoy your couple choices

  5. Friends to lovers frequently means avoiding the feelings of something more...creates tension...which creates made, hot steamy sex scenes...:)

  6. Because there's a whole existing relationship that makes the romance so much stronger!

  7. Because they already know one another so well

  8. I have been told that friends often make the best lovers.

  9. Love builds ... and wouldn't it be great to slowly fall in love with your friend? someone you share good and bad times with, someone you are comfortable being silly, mad, sad around ... it doesn't happen often enough, I believe because most ppl are afraid of losing the friendship

  10. Because there is already a relationship.