Royal Games by T.K. Leigh Blog Tour Review

Every girl dreams of falling in love with a prince.

When I met Jeremy, I thought he was my prince

Caring. Compassionate. Sensitive.

And, unfortunately for me, not attracted to women.

So here I am, thirty years old and divorced when most of my friends are just getting married. In desperate need of a restart, I set off on a road trip to learn how to love myself again.

The last thing I expected was to meet him.

Anderson North.

Mysterious. Enigmatic. Sexy as hell.

And, after a malfunction with my rental car, my new road companion.

Can I give this man a piece of my heart after having it broken?

Can I learn to trust again after having that trust betrayed?

When he reveals his deepest secret, can I look beyond the lies and toward the only thing that matters?

I’ve always dreamed of finding my very own Prince Charming.

Maybe my prince is Anderson North.

I received a copy of this book from the publisher/author to review for Stephanie’s Book Reports.

I was his biggest regret. He was my greatest adventure. Every girl dreams of falling in love with a prince. When I met Jeremy, I thought he was my prince. Caring. Compassionate. Sensitive. And, unfortunately for me, not attracted to women. So here I am, thirty years old and divorced when most of my friends are just getting married. In desperate need of a restart, I set off on a road trip to learn how to love myself again. The last thing I expected was to meet him. Anderson North. Mysterious. Enigmatic. Incredibly handsome. And, after a malfunction with my rental car, my new road companion. Can I give this man a piece of my heart after having it broken? Can I learn to trust again after having that trust betrayed? when he reveals his deepest secret, can I look beyond the lies and toward the only thing that matters? I’ve always dreamed of finding my very one Prince Charming. Maybe my prince is Anderson North.

This is the fourth book in the Dating Games Series from T.K Leigh. You can however read this book as a standalone. This is the story of Nora who has lost her fiance six years ago in a car crash. She then married a man years later and walked in on him with another man. To say that Nora needed to get away for a while and rediscover herself and reevaluate is a understatement. I loved Nora. She seemed like she could just be one of your very best friends and I liked that she was an older character though thirty isn’t really old. You just don’t read a lot of books about thirty year old women. I loved taking this journey with Nora too. She is very entertaining and has the worst luck with men. Sounds about like my life. It has also been quiet a while since I read a book about a road trip and that is what I loved the most about this book. It takes you on an adventure while getting to know everyone and I loved that she chose Route 66 for this adventure and the place that she scattered her fiances ashes and that she consider this an adventure with him. Then when car problems cause her to meet Anderson I fell in love with him too. These two have an adventure when she decides to give him a ride. These are two souls that have been through way more than they should have ever been through and they have this most amazing chemistry that just might lead them to finding the loves of their lives. You do not want to miss this book. It was amazing. It has all the feels and angst. A older couple of people and some amazing chemistry that you can feel in your very heart.

“Car trouble?”
A voice comes out of nowhere, startling me. I straighten and smack my head into the hood.
“Crap,” I hiss out as I rub the sore spot.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you, gorgeous.”
If the accent weren’t a dead giveaway regarding the owner of the voice, the nickname confirms it. Stepping back, my eyes lock onto Anderson’s, a sexy smirk on his lips.
“What’s wrong with your car?”
“It wouldn’t start a few minutes ago. When it finally did, it wouldn’t go over twenty-five miles an hour.”
He gestures toward the engine. “Mind if I take a look?”
“You know something about cars?”
“I can get by.”
I step away, allowing him to take a look under my hood.
The car’s hood. Not my hood.
He bends down, toying with different parts of the engine. My heart rate increases as I watch him check the oil, grease getting on his hands. There’s something oddly erotic about watching a man as handsome as Anderson working on a car, the corded muscles in his forearms straining, his brow creased in confusion.
His broad shoulders pull at the fabric of his shirt, and I’m able to make out the defined muscles of his back. When his t-shirt lifts, it reveals a sliver of olive-toned skin. I wonder if he has that little V at his waist all women seem to lose their minds over. In my fantasy, he most certainly does.
In my fantasy, I even lick the ridges of that V, all the way to his—
“Nothing looks off,” he comments, facing me.
I inhale a sharp breath, his sudden movement taking me by surprise.
“Is that right?”
“That’s right.” His voice oozes with sin as he advances toward me.
With each step he takes, I take one in retreat, my heart pounding in my chest.
When my back hits the side of a Jeep Wrangler parked a few spots from mine, I pray the owner doesn’t choose this second to need his car.
“Nora…,” he exhales, angling closer.
I inhale his intoxicating scent, a combination of the ocean and fresh rain. “Yes?”
“You…”
“Yes?”
He draws near, his lips skimming mine. “Need to move.”
His words snap me out of my trance.
“I need to get into the glove box.” He nods at the Jeep behind me. “That’s my car.”
“Oh. Right.”