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♡ Blog Tour + #Giveaway ♡ The Hierarchy of Needs (The Portland Rebels #2) by Rebecca Grace Allen @XpressoReads

The Hierarchy of Needs
The Portland Rebels #2
Rebecca Grace Allen

Release Date: July 7th 2015

Genres: Erotica, Romance

Published by: Samhain Publishing

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✾ Synopsis ✾

Jamie Matthews is stuck in a rut. After hitting a wall with her dream career, she's back in her hometown, living a life as monotonous as swimming laps in the neighborhood pool.

Being surrounded by her perfect brothers is a painful reminder of her failure to launch. The last bonfire of the summer is an ideal way to let off steam, especially when she runs into Dean Trescott, the playboy friend she had one hot-as-hell night with back in high school.

Since the day Dean met Jamie, he's loved her beauty, talent, and smile that lit up the whole damn block. But dating isn't an option. She has a bright future ahead of her, and he refuses to chain her to his — helping run the family business that's barely staying afloat.

A "what-happens-in-Vegas" weekend was supposed to get their craving for each other out of their systems. But neither counted on the past repeating itself, drawing them together in even hotter and dirtier ways and dangling the possibility they might both be able to get exactly what they need...

Warning: A friends-to-lovers twice over story that contains some hot 'n' heavy kissing in the waves, hair pulling, and a man who knows how to use his hands. It may also feature a few practical jokes — only the fun kind, of course.

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✿ Excerpt ✿

No one in her family had asked any questions when she'd gone back to the ballroom on Sunday, which wasn't a big surprise. At least now her home had emptied out. Sean and Kim had left for their honeymoon, Brendan and Owen went back home, and her parents had gone off on a little post-wedding getaway. Krissy was the only one who'd stayed behind an extra day, finally vacating the premises yesterday.

Jamie had driven her to the bus station before her shift. The girl's incessant stream of questions had reached the limits of her patience, especially when Krissy asked why she and Dean weren't together. Jamie hadn't had nearly enough coffee to deal with that one. What was she supposed to say?

"There's nothing going on between us."

"We're just friends."

"I want him so badly I can hardly function when he's around."

She'd replied that it was complicated. That they'd gone there more than once, realized they shouldn't have, and it was stupid to go down that road again. She'd figured being completely honest would wipe out the chance of Krissy asking another freaking question. What she'd gotten instead was a lecture, the girl going on for longer than Jamie's brain could handle about people acting how they thought they should rather than how they wanted to, afraid of the consequences, and that she and Dean should stop pretending they didn't want each other and get it over with already.

As if it was that easy.

She'd thanked Krissy for the advice and sent her on her way.

The psychoanalysis hadn't been necessary. Jamie had already thought about Dean's little theory, wondering what Maslow would've said about last weekend’s fiasco.

Sex was a basic human need, so she'd probably earned herself a few hierarchical points with that. She'd only been following her physical instincts, trying to satisfy a craving. But still wanting Dean, when they'd proven several times it could never work out? Maslow probably would've said that ranked pretty high up there on the list of the dumbest things she'd ever done.

Dean Trescott was a bad habit, an addiction Jamie needed to kick. She needed to get herself unhooked, not dive headfirst into it.

Unless it was only for one night.

She stared at the kickboards, Dean's words like a dart to a bull's-eye. Maybe the reason she hadn't been able to drop this hunger for him was because they'd never technically done the deed. She needed to move on, but she couldn’t do that until she got what she wanted.

Until she'd satisfied this need.

If they did it, then there was a chance she'd be able to get him out of her head. The idea of "just one night" had alerted her mental warning system when he'd said it, but if she was the one to suggest it, with every intention of walking away, maybe that would work. She didn't want to navigate their way back to friendship again after another drunken episode, but if they went into it with their eyes open, both of them knowing what was expected afterward, then maybe she could find the kill switch on this crazy cycle they had going and kick her craving for good.

Neither of them would be hoping for more. She wasn’t any more capable of commitment than he was. Dean's attention span was limited, and she wasn't stupid enough to think she'd be the woman who changed him.

She didn't want to change him.

She did want to sleep with him, though.

✿ The Author ✿

Rebecca Grace holds a Bachelor of Arts in English with a double concentration in Creative Writing and Literary Comparison, which seemed like a good idea at the time. After stumbling through careers in entertainment, publishing, law and teaching, she's returned to her first love: writing. A self-admitted caffeine addict and gym rat, she currently lives in upstate New York with her husband, two parakeets, and a cat with a very unusual foot fetish.

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