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Blog Tour and Giveaway: Redesigned (Off the Subject #2) by Denise Grover Swank

Posted on 16 June, 2013 by in Blog Tours, Denise Grover Swank, Giveaways / 9 comments

Redesigned Blog Tour

Redesigned
Today we welcome Denise Grover Swank to our blog as she celebrates her new book Redesigned which released on June 10th.

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5 STARS!!!
Synopsis
While fashion design major Caroline Hunter may have been born economically unlucky, in college, she’s been lucky in love. Until her senior year at Southern University. She’s gone from a serious long term boyfriend to a string of crappy dates.

Then she meets mathematics grad student Reed Pendergraft.

Reed is everything she’s not looking for. Serious. Headed for a low paying university job. Boring. Caroline spent the first eighteen years of her life wondering where her next meal was coming from. She sure wasn’t getting trapped in that life again with a man living on a professor’s salary.

An encounter with Reed in a club proves she might have pegged him wrong. He brings out a lusty side she never knew she had. But just when she’s about to give in to her hormones, Reed makes a fool out of her.

When she shows up for the first committee meeting for Southern University’s Fall fashion show, a fundraiser for underprivileged kids, Caroline’s horrified to discover the insufferable Reed is the committee chairman. While she refuses to tolerate his totalitarian rule of the committee, she’s not sure she’ll survive the month with her heart—and her pride—intact. Just when she thinks she has everything figured out, she finds that her entire life has been redesigned, thanks to Reed Pendergraft.

Excerpt

His hands are on the wall on either side of me, and he leans closer, his mouth inches from mine. He’s agonizingly close, and I wonder if he’s planning to tease me again like our near-kiss on the dance floor. But just when I’m sure he’s about to pull away, he groans and his mouth captures mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and press my chest to his, opening my mouth to his demanding tongue. His hands reach around my back and pull me away from the wall, splaying across my shoulder blades, tugging me tighter to him. My knees weaken, but Reed holds me close as one of his hands moves up into my hair, tilting my head to give him better access.
Just as abruptly, his head rises, his eyes burning with raw desire. Then horror slides across his face, and he drops his hold.
Without his arms holding me up, I’m not sure my legs can support me. I step back into the wall while I catch my breath and try to figure out what the hell happened.
I have never lost control like this, not even with my ex-boyfriend Justin. And I dated him for over two years.
“That was … wrong.” Reed finally says. Thankfully, he looks as shell-shocked as I feel.
“Yes, very wrong.” It’s wrong to detest someone so much yet want to do him right here in a public hallway.
“We can’t let this happen again.” But he looks like he’s trying to convince himself more than me.
“No. We can’t … do that again.” But mostly because I don’t trust myself with him. Obviously this man not only makes me lose my temper, but also makes me want to lose my panties. “We need to find Lexi.”
Hearing his sister’s name changes his entire demeanor. His lust evaporates and anxiety and irritation replace it. “Yes, we do need to find Lexi. I’ve wasted too much time as it is.”
There’s the man I’ve learned to loathe. “Did you seriously call what we just did ‘wasting time?’”
He straightens his tie. “Clearly nothing productive came of it, thus it could be considered a waste of time.”
It takes every ounce of strength within me not to kick him. “Don’t worry, Mr. Pendergraft. I won’t be wasting your time again.”
His stern expression wavers. “Good.”
I stomp down the hall to the back door, my heels clacking so hard against the wood floor I’m surprised I don’t dent the floorboards.
Reed follows behind me and reaches around to push the door open. I bat his arm away. “A little late to be playing the gentleman now, isn’t it.” When I stomp down the steps and look around, trying to determine where we’re going, I noticed Reed’s cheeks blush.
Reed Pendergraft blushing?
He looks sheepish as he glances down. “I’m sorry. That was … unlike me. I assure you that I don’t normally attack random women like that.” He clears his throat, his face now red.
I’d give him kudos for forging ahead if I weren’t so furious.
A scowl darkens his face. “I’m not sure what came over me. I won’t it happen again.”
I should confess that I’m not sure what happened with me either, and I’d be lying if I said his announcement didn’t fill me with disappointment. But instead, I grasp onto one of his phrases, because anger is safer than the wanton lust flowing through my veins. “Random women? You’re calling me a random woman?”
Confusion fills his eyes before he realizes what I’m talking about. “It’s not how it sounds.”
And while I know that, I don’t really care. I need to vent these strong emotions somehow, and if I can’t make out with him, I’ll verbally attack him instead. “How many women are you in the habit of kissing anyway?”
“Not many. I’m usually more selective.” His anger returns. His hands fist at his sides.
“Was that a slam against my character?”
He takes a step toward me, and we’re less than a foot apart. “Should it be?”
Reed looks like he’s about to kiss me again, and to my shock, or maybe not, I want him to.
But I can’t forget that he made a fool of me before. Who’s to say he won’t do it again? I take two steps back and swivel my head around, trying to figure out where Lexi and Evelyn went. I need a chaperone, and I need one quick before I do something I’ll regret. “Where are we supposed to go?”
I expect a sharp retort, but the fight seems to have left Reed as well. “We need to go to the building on the left.” He waves his hand toward a house. “It houses the afterschool program.”
As I walk the concrete walkway behind the houses, I try to pull myself together. My reaction to Reed is a combination of hormones and seeing the photo of myself. I’m emotionally vulnerable. All the more reason to stay away from him.His hands are on the wall on either side of me, and he leans closer, his mouth inches from mine. He’s agonizingly close, and I wonder if he’s planning to tease me again like our near-kiss on the dance floor. But just when I’m sure he’s about to pull away, he groans and his mouth captures mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and press my chest to his, opening my mouth to his demanding tongue. His hands reach around my back and pull me away from the wall, splaying across my shoulder blades, tugging me tighter to him. My knees weaken, but Reed holds me close as one of his hands moves up into my hair, tilting my head to give him better access.
Just as abruptly, his head rises, his eyes burning with raw desire. Then horror slides across his face, and he drops his hold.
Without his arms holding me up, I’m not sure my legs can support me. I step back into the wall while I catch my breath and try to figure out what the hell happened.
I have never lost control like this, not even with my ex-boyfriend Justin. And I dated him for over two years.
“That was … wrong.” Reed finally says. Thankfully, he looks as shell-shocked as I feel.
“Yes, very wrong.” It’s wrong to detest someone so much yet want to do him right here in a public hallway.
“We can’t let this happen again.” But he looks like he’s trying to convince himself more than me.
“No. We can’t … do that again.” But mostly because I don’t trust myself with him. Obviously this man not only makes me lose my temper, but also makes me want to lose my panties. “We need to find Lexi.”
Hearing his sister’s name changes his entire demeanor. His lust evaporates and anxiety and irritation replace it. “Yes, we do need to find Lexi. I’ve wasted too much time as it is.”
There’s the man I’ve learned to loathe. “Did you seriously call what we just did ‘wasting time?’”
He straightens his tie. “Clearly nothing productive came of it, thus it could be considered a waste of time.”
It takes every ounce of strength within me not to kick him. “Don’t worry, Mr. Pendergraft. I won’t be wasting your time again.”
His stern expression wavers. “Good.”
I stomp down the hall to the back door, my heels clacking so hard against the wood floor I’m surprised I don’t dent the floorboards.
Reed follows behind me and reaches around to push the door open. I bat his arm away. “A little late to be playing the gentleman now, isn’t it.” When I stomp down the steps and look around, trying to determine where we’re going, I noticed Reed’s cheeks blush.
Reed Pendergraft blushing?
He looks sheepish as he glances down. “I’m sorry. That was … unlike me. I assure you that I don’t normally attack random women like that.” He clears his throat, his face now red.
I’d give him kudos for forging ahead if I weren’t so furious.
A scowl darkens his face. “I’m not sure what came over me. I won’t it happen again.”
I should confess that I’m not sure what happened with me either, and I’d be lying if I said his announcement didn’t fill me with disappointment. But instead, I grasp onto one of his phrases, because anger is safer than the wanton lust flowing through my veins. “Random women? You’re calling me a random woman?”
Confusion fills his eyes before he realizes what I’m talking about. “It’s not how it sounds.”
And while I know that, I don’t really care. I need to vent these strong emotions somehow, and if I can’t make out with him, I’ll verbally attack him instead. “How many women are you in the habit of kissing anyway?”
“Not many. I’m usually more selective.” His anger returns. His hands fist at his sides.
“Was that a slam against my character?”
He takes a step toward me, and we’re less than a foot apart. “Should it be?”
Reed looks like he’s about to kiss me again, and to my shock, or maybe not, I want him to.
But I can’t forget that he made a fool of me before. Who’s to say he won’t do it again? I take two steps back and swivel my head around, trying to figure out where Lexi and Evelyn went. I need a chaperone, and I need one quick before I do something I’ll regret. “Where are we supposed to go?”
I expect a sharp retort, but the fight seems to have left Reed as well. “We need to go to the building on the left.” He waves his hand toward a house. “It houses the afterschool program.”
As I walk the concrete walkway behind the houses, I try to pull myself together. My reaction to Reed is a combination of hormones and seeing the photo of myself. I’m emotionally vulnerable. All the more reason to stay away from him.His hands are on the wall on either side of me, and he leans closer, his mouth inches from mine. He’s agonizingly close, and I wonder if he’s planning to tease me again like our near-kiss on the dance floor. But just when I’m sure he’s about to pull away, he groans and his mouth captures mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and press my chest to his, opening my mouth to his demanding tongue. His hands reach around my back and pull me away from the wall, splaying across my shoulder blades, tugging me tighter to him. My knees weaken, but Reed holds me close as one of his hands moves up into my hair, tilting my head to give him better access.
Just as abruptly, his head rises, his eyes burning with raw desire. Then horror slides across his face, and he drops his hold.
Without his arms holding me up, I’m not sure my legs can support me. I step back into the wall while I catch my breath and try to figure out what the hell happened.
I have never lost control like this, not even with my ex-boyfriend Justin. And I dated him for over two years.
“That was … wrong.” Reed finally says. Thankfully, he looks as shell-shocked as I feel.
“Yes, very wrong.” It’s wrong to detest someone so much yet want to do him right here in a public hallway.
“We can’t let this happen again.” But he looks like he’s trying to convince himself more than me.
“No. We can’t … do that again.” But mostly because I don’t trust myself with him. Obviously this man not only makes me lose my temper, but also makes me want to lose my panties. “We need to find Lexi.”
Hearing his sister’s name changes his entire demeanor. His lust evaporates and anxiety and irritation replace it. “Yes, we do need to find Lexi. I’ve wasted too much time as it is.”
There’s the man I’ve learned to loathe. “Did you seriously call what we just did ‘wasting time?’”
He straightens his tie. “Clearly nothing productive came of it, thus it could be considered a waste of time.”
It takes every ounce of strength within me not to kick him. “Don’t worry, Mr. Pendergraft. I won’t be wasting your time again.”
His stern expression wavers. “Good.”
I stomp down the hall to the back door, my heels clacking so hard against the wood floor I’m surprised I don’t dent the floorboards.
Reed follows behind me and reaches around to push the door open. I bat his arm away. “A little late to be playing the gentleman now, isn’t it.” When I stomp down the steps and look around, trying to determine where we’re going, I noticed Reed’s cheeks blush.
Reed Pendergraft blushing?
He looks sheepish as he glances down. “I’m sorry. That was … unlike me. I assure you that I don’t normally attack random women like that.” He clears his throat, his face now red.
I’d give him kudos for forging ahead if I weren’t so furious.
A scowl darkens his face. “I’m not sure what came over me. I won’t it happen again.”
I should confess that I’m not sure what happened with me either, and I’d be lying if I said his announcement didn’t fill me with disappointment. But instead, I grasp onto one of his phrases, because anger is safer than the wanton lust flowing through my veins. “Random women? You’re calling me a random woman?”
Confusion fills his eyes before he realizes what I’m talking about. “It’s not how it sounds.”
And while I know that, I don’t really care. I need to vent these strong emotions somehow, and if I can’t make out with him, I’ll verbally attack him instead. “How many women are you in the habit of kissing anyway?”
“Not many. I’m usually more selective.” His anger returns. His hands fist at his sides.
“Was that a slam against my character?”
He takes a step toward me, and we’re less than a foot apart. “Should it be?”
Reed looks like he’s about to kiss me again, and to my shock, or maybe not, I want him to.
But I can’t forget that he made a fool of me before. Who’s to say he won’t do it again? I take two steps back and swivel my head around, trying to figure out where Lexi and Evelyn went. I need a chaperone, and I need one quick before I do something I’ll regret. “Where are we supposed to go?”
I expect a sharp retort, but the fight seems to have left Reed as well. “We need to go to the building on the left.” He waves his hand toward a house. “It houses the afterschool program.”
As I walk the concrete walkway behind the houses, I try to pull myself together. My reaction to Reed is a combination of hormones and seeing the photo of myself. I’m emotionally vulnerable. All the more reason to stay away from him.

Kim’s Review
An amazing journey into how someone’s past can truly affect their future but sometimes what you perceive you’ve always wanted is nothing in comparison to what finds you.
If you read After Math then you recall Caroline is Scarlett’s best friend and this is her story. Caroline grew up with nothing and because of that she is dead set on what she wants out of live ~ the whole reason she is at Southern is for security but Caroline finds that her heart will determine exactly what she needs.
Reed is at Southern for grad school ~ He is a math major and he is going to be a Professor ~ he is the antithesis of everything Caroline wants in a man well with the exception he is gorgeous ~ Reed is at Southern for reasons that aren’t his to share and well his past is something that no one at school knows about.
A first meeting between the two had me……

and when Caroline’s temper gets the best of her Reed’s response had me

oh I thought she deserved it even though it was shocking but hey Caroline you knew that when everything went down in those first 10 minutes ~ A night out with the guy you’ve wanted to date proves that he isn’t what you want but when Reed intervenes once again I was..

but the best part is just how involved Reed is about to become in Caroline’s life and the rocky start and instant chemistry these two had me

Just one

and BAM you knew these two were going to have a hard time getting the other out of their system no matter how hard they fought it ~ but when a proposal of sorts is made between the two I totally

there’s secrets that Caroline holds close to her chest and Reed has a one of his own and you know they will eventually come out but I had to commend Caroline for the way her secret is revealed had me wanting to

her ~ Now with Reed there were a few times that I was

but most of the time that boy made me want to say

The chemistry between these two is OFF the charts and the panty melting sex scenes had me fanning myself but the best part is the love story intertwined in what’s supposed to be a temporary situation ~ yes I had a few

moments ~ but towards the end I had one last

moment before I was totally

A beautiful love story about two people and how each perceived the other! A story of forgiveness as well as how a childhood can shape a person and how a man will do anything to protect those he loves. This was a 5 ++++ star read for me. I loved Caroline & Reed and sure there was some…

moments for me but the best part was what I refer to as Caroline’s “Aha” moment and finally accepting and getting the life she truly did deserve. This is a book that will have you smiling, a few giggles, a little tear-eyed and dancing by the end ~ it has something for everyone in it and doesn’t leave you hanging. So if you are look for a book that will tug at those heartstrings but also leave you completely satisfied then look no further than Redesigned!

About the Author
Cathryn Farley PhotographyNew York Times and USA Today bestselling author Denise Grover Swank was born in Kansas City, Missouri and lived in the area until she was nineteen. Then she became a nomadic gypsy, living in five cities, four states and ten houses over the course of ten years before she moved back to her roots. She speaks English and smattering of Spanish and Chinese which she learned through an intensive Nick Jr. immersion period. Her hobbies include witty Facebook comments (in own her mind) and dancing in her kitchen with her children. (Quite badly if you believe her offspring.) Hidden talents include the gift of justification and the ability to drink massive amounts of caffeine and still fall asleep within two minutes. Her lack of the sense of smell allows her to perform many unspeakable tasks. She has six children and hasn’t lost her sanity. Or so she leads you to believe.

9 Responses to “Blog Tour and Giveaway: Redesigned (Off the Subject #2) by Denise Grover Swank”

  1. Alexandra Cruz

    loved the review, definitely on my to read list.

    great giveaway by the way

  2. Amy Shonk

    Who wouldn’t want to read a book that Shhmomsreading.com gave 5 stars to. I have enjoyed everything they have recommended and the synopsis and excerpt are great.

  3. Lisa Sanders

    After Math was one of the favorite books that I’ve read this year. I know Redesigned is going to be awesome.

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