Monday, January 20, 2014

Shelter You by Alice Montalvo-Tribue Blog Tour & Giveaway 01/20/14 @AMTribue

                                Title: Shelter You

                                Author: Alice Montalvo-Tribue

                                Release Date : January 14, 2014

                                Hosted by: Love Between the Sheets Promotions



She's mine.

That was my first thought when I held my baby in my arms at seventeen. I didn't

care that I'd already promised to give her to a wealthy family.

She is mine.

I ran away from that hospital, from that family, from the very life I knew. My plan

was to start my life over with what little money I (have/had?), determined to make

something of myself despite the odds.

Then Logan Tate entered my life.

Gorgeous and controlling, he claimed he was trying to help me, and that he didn't

care that I was another teenage pregnancy story.

But I don't trust him. I don't trust anyone. And if Logan knew the real secrets and

lies I was keeping inside, he wouldn't dare try to shelter me.                             

A gentle rapping on my door pulls me from my thoughts. I lift my head just in time to

see Logan slowly opening my door and peeking his head in.


“Hey,” I reply, inwardly praying that he’ll just take pity on me and go away. Let me

wallow in my misery and self-hate all alone.

“Can I come in?”

What am I supposed to say? No Logan, you can’t come into a bedroom in the house

that you own? A bedroom that you’re letting me use for free?

I let out a sigh and push up onto my elbows so that I can get a better look at him. “Of

course you can come in. It’s your house.”

He crosses the room in a few quick steps and before I can question or protest he’s

hopping up on the bed and lying down next to me on top of the covers.

My eyes go wide with surprise. “What are you doing?”

He brings his arms up and places his hands behind his head, using them as a pillow.

“Relaxing for a minute it’s been a long day.”

“You have your own room to relax in, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” he replies, turning his head to the side so that he can look at me, “but I

wanted to talk to you. This kills two birds with one stone.”

I know Logan enough to know that he’s not going anywhere until he gets his way so

I do the only thing I can do. I let out a huff and roll my eyes. “Fine, talk.”

“Do you want to tell me what happened downstairs?” There’s no anger in his voice,

no reproach in his tone. He’s cool, calm and collected; right now I envy his ability to

remain level headed.

“I… I don’t know, I just thought that maybe… I…”


I bury my head in the pillow and muffle out an answer. “I thought that maybe you

wanted me to kiss you.”

“You’re wrong.”

Oh my God, if ever there was a time I’d like for the floor to open up and swallow me

whole this is it. This is by far the most humiliating moment of my life. “Yeah, I got

that.” I croak out.

He slips his hand between the pillow and my face and tugs at my chin, forcing me

to look up at him. “I didn’t want you to kiss me because I wanted to be the one who

kissed you, and I would’ve but you beat me to it, and I liked it. I wanted it.”


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I pull up a chair next to Mia at the dinner table, surprised that she went through the trouble of cooking

at all. She’s a guest here, the last thing I expected her to do was make me dinner. We barely speak as

we eat and the silence feels deafening to me, it’s uncomfortable and makes me want to crawl out of my


“How was work?” I finally ask her to try and bridge the gap between us. I called in a favor from my

sister’s best friend Sarah to get her a job at the daycare and I only hope that she likes it enough to stay.

She takes a sip of her soda before she looks up at me and shrugs. “It was okay.”

She stands up, picks up both empty plates and walks them over to the sink. I can hear the water begin to

run as she continues. “I think Sarah was kind of shocked that I was driving your car. She was even more

stunned by the fact that I’m staying here.”

She’s poking around for information, asking a question without really asking and I have to admit I’m glad

that she’s questioning. The fact that she’s wondering about the nature of my relationship with Sarah

means that she cares about me maybe even feels something for me but doesn’t want to admit it. I can’t

explain the need that comes over me, to get closer to her, to make her understand that even though I

haven’t spoken the words she’s going to be mine.

I pick up the empty glasses from the table and make my way over to the sink caging Mia in with my

body; I reach over her to put them in the sink using the motion to get even closer to her. The sound of

her breath catching in her lungs tells me that I’m dead on; she wants me just as badly as I want her. It’s

all the confirmation that I need, I let my hand barely graze her hip and gently touch her ear with my lips.

“Mia,” I say barely above a whisper. “Sarah is my sister’s best friend, she’s my friend, there’s nothing

between us.”

I say the words hoping that they’re enough to reassure her of my intentions. She shrugs my explanation

off pretending that my explanation means nothing.

“It’s really none of my business.” She says, her words causing an immediate grin to form on my lips.

I reach over her again shutting the water off and dislodging the soaked sponge from her hand. I tighten

my grip on her and force her to turn around so that she has no choice but to look up at me. God I’m an

asshole for pushing her this far but I can’t back down now, she needs to know where this is going, the

sooner the better.

“So you wouldn’t care if I told you that I did have relationship with Sarah?” Again I’m an asshole but my

chest swells when I see her flinch.

“Why would I care Logan?” She asks lowering her gaze so that she’s staring at the wall of my chest.

“Look at me Mia.” I command, needing to see the depth of emotions swimming around her eyes.

“Did you?” She asks barely audibly.

“Did I what?” I know what she’s asking but I need her to say the words, need to drag her out of her shell.

She lets out a huff of air but ultimately asks, “Did you have a relationship with Sarah? Did you sleep with


A smile breaks out on my face, and I must look like a wolf in sheep’s clothing to her but I can’t help it, I

pull at an unruly strand of her hair and gently push it behind her ear. It’s my sad attempt at keeping us


“No. I never had a relationship with Sarah; I’ve never slept with her.”

I see the relief flash across her delicate features as I let my hand stroke her cheek. I’m surprised when

she leans into my hand, encouraging me to continue but I’m completely stunned when my sheltered girl

actually pushes off of the counter and kisses me. That’s all it takes, one kiss is my undoing, one kiss is all

it takes to seal her fate, whether she realizes it or not Mia now belongs to me.


Alice Montalvo-Tribue lives with her husband and daughter in New Jersey. She has

a bachelors degree in communications and is currently working on her masters

degree. She spends most of her free time reading, writing, and when the weather

permits lounging out on a beach.




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