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Monday, July 23, 2018

Book Review! Capture Me by Amber Thielman

Capture Me by Amber Thielman
Genre: Adult Fiction(Contemporary Romance)
Date Published: July 1, 2018
Publisher: Self

Engaged, abducted, and falling for a man accused of murder. 

From the outside, Kass has it all. She’s on the fast track to medical school and newly engaged to the perfect guy, at least when he's sober. Beaten down by his abuse, Kass turns to cutting, her success hanging on a razor's edge. 

She impulsively offers a handsome hitchhiker a ride to the next town. Logan seems kind, charming and sexy as hell until he pulls a weapon, forcing her to drive him across the country. 

Logan has no intention of hurting anyone. Falsely accused of his sister's murder, he's on the run and in a race to find the true culprit. 

As law enforcement closes in, Kass and Logan forge a deep connection, and Kass must choose between a past she's not even sure she wants anymore or a future that may not outlast the hour.

Capture Me by Amber Thielman was a fast read that took me on an adventure and surprised me along the way. I was afraid it would be too much of a Stokholm Syndrome kind of thing, but I didn't feel that way at all. There was a bit of an attraction before the kidnapping, and then the whole situation kind of roller-coasted from there. These characters had depth, and you really get to know them as they get to know each other. They both have pretty tragic histories, and I think they needed each other.. and the dog. I was thoroughly pulled in by Capture Me, and I'd like to check out some of this author's other books.

The ARC of Capture Me by Amber Thielman was kindly provided to me by the author for review. The opinions are my own.

The bathroom door squeaked open, and she came out still holding a wet towel to her hair. Her complexion, now makeup-free, allowed the freckles on her nose cheeks to shine through. Although the mascara under her eyes had washed away, they were still dark with fatigue. Behind that, many years of emotional and physical turmoil.

“Where are we headed tomorrow?” she asked, sitting down on the edge of the second bed as she dried her damp brown hair. She smelled merely of shampoo and soap, but the way her wet hair fell in tendrils down her back, Logan had some strange urge to reach out and touch her freshly-washed skin, to run his thumb over her lips, touch her hair. Kiss her.

“You ask too many questions,” he said instead. He forced his gaze away, back to the darkness of the TV in front of him. On the other bed, Kass flopped onto her back, folding her hands over her stomach as she stared at the ceiling in silence.
“I’d ask less if you answered more,” she said.
“I told you, now is not the time.”

“Are you dangerous, Logan?” Kass sat up on the bed and looked at him. Her head tilted slightly to the side as she stared him down. Logan stared back, trying to keep his gaze from skimming over the soft curve of her neck. She was chewing her lip again, and the desperate desire he had to take her in his arms and ravish her was overwhelming. He blew a breath out to compose himself and looked away.
“Do you think I’m dangerous?”

Kass scoffed, but some hint of a tiny, annoyed smile appeared. It was gone before he could confirm that it was there. “I think you’re an idiot,” she said, and shrugged. “And I believe that you're trying to be scarier than you are. I believe you want me to be afraid of you because you’re scared of what will happen if you’re caught.”

“What makes you think that? What makes you think I’m more than just some jailbreak, homicidal maniac trying to escape from the police?”

“I don’t know.” Kass studied his face. Not for the first time, Logan felt oddly vulnerable under her steady gaze. “I guess I’m pretty familiar with bad people, Logan, and you just don’t seem like the bad guy you want to convince me that you are. Not to mention yourself.”

“I kidnapped you at gun point,” Logan reminded her. “I’m no good person, Kass.”
“Well, you haven’t raped me or tried to strangle me.” She paused, and this time it was her who couldn’t hold the gaze between them. After a moment of silence, she leaned forward, propping her elbows up on her thighs. The fresh scent of soap lingered on her skin, intoxicating.

“Tell me, Logan, who are you really?”
“I’m just a guy,” Logan said. “I’m a guy who has something that needs done, and you got involved without meaning to.”

Amber Thielman is an avid reader and writer of sexy romance books, always shaken up with a little darkness and suspense. She wrote her first 20-page novel when she was 13, and she’s been hooked ever since. Amber loves scary movies, autumn, and has an undying love for pumpkin-flavored anything. When she’s not writing, she enjoys riding her horse Reno, traveling, and spending time with her husband, their son Aidyn, their dogs (Willow & Max), and cat Simba in Southeast Idaho.

To learn more about Amber Thielman and her books, visit her website.You can also find her on Goodreads, Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter.

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