This fire has finally ignited.
Slow Burn by Danielle Norman is LIVE!!!
Paris changed me.
Not the city.
The girl. The woman. The center of my world.
From the first time we held hands on the school bus, to our first kiss, we carefully moved toward one thing.
The day that I’d ask her to be mine.
How was I to know that she thought friends couldn’t be lovers?
I’ll prove her wrong.
When her world turns upside down, I’ll be there.
When she’s feeling lost, I’ll be there.
After all, a spark can smolder for years before it begins to burn.
FIVE 🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩 hats from Britt!
Aptly named, Slow Burn is by far the best slow burn romance I’ve ever read. Typically I’m not the biggest fan of a slow build into something, but Paris and Asher’s chemistry along with their history makes for a story that quickly pulls you in. I loved the sweetness of the relationship these two had when they were just friends and that only got better once Paris realized what had been right in front of her the whole time.
After meeting these sisters in the first book, Stetson, I have to admit I didn’t think Paris would be my favorite of them but I’ll also admit when I’m wrong. Kind and nurturing she’s also stronger than she realizes. Asher was easy to love. Who doesn’t love a sexy man who’s also a veterinarian, head over heels for his woman, and wonderfully sweet? These two may make you want to knock some sense in to them a couple times while you’re reading, but nothing beats how amazing they are together.
Before becoming a romance writer, Danielle was a body double for Heidi Klum and a backup singer for Adele. Now, she spends her days trying to play keep away from Theo James, who won’t stop calling her or asking her out.
And all of this happens before she wakes up and faces reality where in fact she is a 50-something mom with grown kids. She’s been married longer than Theo’s been alive, and she now gets her kicks riding a Harley.
As far as her body, she can thank Ben & Jerry’s for that, as well as gravity and vodka. But she says that she could never be Adele’s backup since she never stops saying the F-word long enough to actually sing.
Danielle writes about kickass women with even better shoes and the men that try to tame them (silly, silly men).