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This week at Typical Distractions our book boyfriend is the handsome
Liam McAvoy
from Catching Liam (Good Girls Don’t #1) by Gennifer Albin. This Scot is sweet and sexy and perfect in all the right ways. He is a keeper for sure. I just want to know where all these hot Scottish men are hiding.
Catching Liam (Good Girls Don’t #1) — Synopsis from Goodreads 
Twenty-one year-old Jillian Nichols only has one rule when it comes to boys: catch and release. Boy-catching isn’t just a game for Jillian and her friends, it’s a lifestyle. After all, boys might be good for a dance or a drink and certainly a little under-cover action of the scandalous variety, but expect much else and you’re bound for heart ache.
So when her best friends and fellow boy catchers start dropping like flies junior year, Jillian is determined to keep boys in her bedroom and out of her heart. Until she meets Liam McAvoy, the kind of guy that sticks around to make waffles and who can’t—or perhaps won’t—take a hint.
Study abroad student Liam doesn’t want to be another notch on Jillian’s bedpost. Actually he has much more interesting ideas for Jillian and her bedposts, but his student visa’s set expiration date means he can’t promise her forever. That doesn’t mean he’s going to walk away from the challenge of discovering why Jillian is hell-bent at keeping people at a distance.
Before long, neither is sure who is catching who—or if they’re playing for keeps. Jillian knows one thing though: falling in love will not only break the only rule of boy-catching, it could also break her heart.
Here are a few little excerpts to swoon over…..
As I rounded the corner of our small two bedroom apartment, I froze in my tracks. Standing stark-ass naked in the middle of my kitchen was six feet of smoking hotness. I remembered he was cute, and he was. He had a good face. It wasn’t the king that would grace any movie posters, but it was symmetrical with a well defined nose and a strong jawline. His eyes were a sky-blue and his dark blondish hair was untidy enough to look a little sexy. But his body was another story, right down to his absolutely perfect, carved-by-the-gods-themselves calves.
“Hello, beautiful.” He had an accent. How had I forgotten he had an accent?
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“What’s that?” he called.
I stuffed the bottle back behind the plates and grabbed my Chiclets box, popping a few in my mouth. “The greatest gum on Earth.”
“And you’re not going to offer me any?”
“My bad.” I offered him the box and watched as he poured a few into his hands.
“Amazing,” he said as he chewed.
“I know.”
“No, it’s amazing that it’s just like chewing little rubber balls.”
I smacked him on the shoulder. “I want my Chiclets back.”
Before I could even consider what I’d said, his mouth was on mine. I opened my mouth allowing his tongue to glide across my tongue. Our skin was slick with rain, and I could make out the contours of his muscles as I slid my fingers over his clinging t-shirt. His hands seized my ass, pulling me against the door to my apartment. Every movement, every slight change in his body mirrored mine in natural, graceful precision. His lips traced secrets down my neck coming to rest at the top of my breasts.
“We should get out of these wet clothes,” I breathed into his ear.
Liam set me down on the floor and pulled off his shirt. Without his lips to distract me, I realized the amount of gum in mouth had doubled.
“Did you just pass off your Chiclets to me?” I asked, popping my shoes off my feet.
“You said you wanted them back.”
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*swoon* Find this book on Amazon. Make sure to look for more in the Good Girls Don’t series!