Sunday, July 17, 2016

Release Tour: Restored - Kate Canterbary

by Kate Canterbary

Release Date:  July 12
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Series: The Walsh Series, Book 5


Can a reformed player ever truly play by someone else's rules?

Sam Walsh has finally put an end to decades of self-destruction, turned over a healthy new leaf, and now he's ready to call himself a married man. But love and marriage are only the beginning, and life is about to get much more complicated.

Will tying the knot tie down a free spirit?

Tiel Desai never imagined herself getting married again, and before she can blink, she's swept up into the Walsh wedding whirlwind. If that chaos isn't enough, she's also busy winning over her future in-laws, grappling with a bumpy adjustment to her new job, and staying afloat when a string of disappointments hit. 

They're building a future, but can they ever fully demolish the past?

Sam and Tiel beat back their demons and learned to love each other, but love might not be enough to solve every problem that crawls their way.



I absolutely adore the Walshes.  I stumbled upon them quite by accident a while ago and quickly became addicted.  And I have to say I’m in the minority in that Patrick is my favorite Walsh but I must say Sam definitely stole a little piece of my heart in Restored.  This is not a standalone by any means, you need to have at least read Necessary Restorations but it’s best if you’ve read the Walsh series as a whole to completely understand the dynamics at work within this family group.

Have you ever wondered what happens after the couple gets their happily ever after?  How they make the relationship work?  That’s what Restored is all about.  Sam and Tiel have found their way back together and now they are making their relationship work for them.  There is humor, tears, lightness, and tragedy.  It’s a slice of life and it’s real.  They are human, flawed and relatable.  This is what makes this book so powerful to me.

I felt all the feels.  At one point, I had to put my book down so I could sob along with Tiel because I had been there.  I had to walk away for a moment, I felt so much.  It was a breathtaking book that shows that the romance doesn’t have to die after the “I dos” and that life doesn’t have to get in the way.  And it shows that family is what you make it.  -Peace and Love, Buxom J


I stumbled inside and then into Sam's workshop, and found him running boards through the circular saw. He was dressed in a black tank top and the old pair of low-slung jeans he always wore when he was woodworking. And the battered gloves. Jesus, there was something about jeans, a tank top, and work gloves that screamed "Come a little closer so I can defile you."
That look turned my thoughts into dark, sticky molasses.
There had been times when I'd tried to look at him in this gear without turning into a stuttering pile of hormones, but it always ended with me climbing him like a tree.
I boosted myself up on the edge of the work table and watched his arms and shoulders flexing against the saw's vibrations. He hadn't lost any of that lumberjacked strength.
Slow, slow molasses.
When he finished, he shifted the safety glasses to the top of his head and shoved his gloves in his back pocket. "Why are you sitting on my table and looking guilty?" he asked.
"I'm having some very dirty thoughts about you right now, and I got drunk at lunch and I broke Shannon," I blurted.
Sam braced his hands on either side of me and leaned forward. "Tell me all your dirty thoughts, drunk girl."
Oh, hell. Those arms.
I was raking my gaze over them like they were fresh meat.
"I broke Shannon," I repeated, but instead of retreating, Sam moved farther into my space. His lips coasted over my neck and across my chest. He pulled my sweater down, exposing the swell of my breasts. He buried his face there, kissing, licking, sucking.
"Was this one of your dirty thoughts?" he asked.
There were going to be marks. Little red spots where his teeth closed around my tender flesh with the right amount of pressure to leave memories tomorrow, but not enough to break the skin. They felt like everything, all at once, and I loved it.
"I have to confess my sins," I said, gasping as Sam's tongue found my nipple. "Lunch was really bad. I said all the wrong things at lunch and then Riley had to pick me up, and now he's off fixing plaster because it's quiet."
Sam gazed up at me from between my breasts, his eyebrow arched. "Is Shannon in immediate danger?"
"Unlikely," I said, thinking back to Tattooed-and-Toweled in her apartment, and his fierce, possessive stare.
"Outstanding," he said as he hauled me off the table. "I'm gonna take advantage of you now, drunk girl. Let's go talk about your dirty thoughts."
Sam marched me into our bedroom, one hand locked on my breast, the other unlatching my belt. His mouth was on my neck, and I could feel him hard against my backside.
"You look like you could do terrible things to me, and then smile about it."
"Oh, I really could," he said, his hand sliding into my jeans.

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About the Author

Kate Canterbary doesn't have it all figured out, but this is what she knows for sure: spicy-ass salsa and tequila solve most problems, living on the ocean--Pacific or Atlantic--is the closest place to perfection, and writing smart, smutty stories is a better than any amount of chocolate. She started out reporting for an indie arts and entertainment newspaper back when people still read newspapers, and she has been writing and surreptitiously interviewing people--be careful sitting down next to her on an airplane--ever since. 

Kate lives on the water in New England with Mr. Canterbary and the Little Baby Canterbary, and when she isn't writing sexy architects, she's scheduling her days around the region's best food trucks.

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