Today we have the blog tour for the much anticipated novel, SUIT, by BB Easton! Check it out and grab your copy now!
Series: 44 Chapters
Author: BB Easton
Release: October 18
Because BB Easton had so much fun writing her bestselling, award-winning memoir, 44 CHAPTERS ABOUT 4 MEN, she decided to give each of her four men his own steamy standalone. SUIT is Ken's book—the hilarious, heartwarming tale of how BB finally got over her bad boy phase and found happily ever after with…gasp…a guy in a tie.
“Since when are you into guys in ties? You only like guys who look like they rob guys in ties. At gunpoint.”
It was true. By 2003, my type had been well-established. There might as well have been a giant sign on my heart that said, “Good Guys Need Not Apply.”
Which is exactly why I had to friendzone Ken Easton. The man was a former football star, smelled like fresh laundry instead of stale cigarettes, and had more ties in his closet than tattoos on his knuckles. Pssh. BOR-ING.
But the more I got to know my hunky study buddy, the more questions I came away with. Questions like, why doesn’t he date? Why does he avoid human touch? Why does he hate all things fun and wonderful? The psychology student in me became obsessed with getting inside Ken’s head, while the spoiled brat in me became obsessed with getting inside his heart.
In 2003, I found the one thing I love more than bad boys…
A good challenge.
*SUIT is Book 4 in the 44 CHAPTERS ABOUT 4 MEN spin-off series, but it can be read as a complete standalone.
5 Star Review by Lorena
Boy can BB really write a freaking great story!
She did such an amazing job writing her story with Ken Easton (her husband). I loved her spunky attitude and how brave and gutsy she was. I loved how she just took control of things and went for what she wanted.
So complete opposites, she was the life of the party while he was the quiet, boring type!
She may have picked the wrong guys before she finally found "the one". You sometimes have to explore until you find the perfect one. Even though Ken might have been the boring type of guy, he was definitely good for BB. I Loved their interactions how BB was always the one to spice things up.
I highly enjoyed Suit, it was a great story, a real love story!
Ken only seemed to be half-listening as he drove back to my car, which was highly unusual for him. I didn’t mind at first, because with Ken lost in thought it allowed me to ogle him from the passenger seat. He had a beautiful profile. Striking. The way his hair flipped up in the front mirrored the subtle upturn at the tip of his nose, which curved at the same angle as his cleft chin and enviable cheekbones. But when Ken pulled up beside my car in the movie theater parking lot and hadn’t said more than five words the whole ride back, I began to worry.
Ken wasn’t a chatty guy, but something was definitely off.
Shifting the car into park, he turned to face me. I couldn’t quite make out his features in the dark, but I didn’t need to. Ken gave nothing away.
“What are you thinking about?” I asked, making no move to get out of the car.
Ken held my gaze and his breath as I waited for the hammer to drop. He’d changed his mind. He didn’t want to go to Ruby Tuesdays tomorrow after all. He’d just remembered that his coupon had expired, and he didn’t know how to break it to me.
His chest expanded as his lungs finally forced him to suck in a breath. With a face hard as stone, he asked, “Do you want to see my house?”
Do I want to see his house? That’s a weird fucking question. Does he mean hang out, or like, literally drive by and look at it?
“You want me to come over?” I asked, not meaning to sound as confused as I was.
“If you want to.”
Ken nodded, slowly.
I couldn’t get a read on his intentions. Maybe he was just nervous about asking me to come over, or maybe he wanted to dismember me and eat my brains. Either way, the vibe was intense.
Fuck it. He’s cute.
“Okay.” I shrugged and forced a smile.
Ken suggested that I follow him in my own car so that I could leave whenever I wanted. I think he was trying to make me feel more comfortable about being alone in a strange house with him, but all it did was make question whether or not I should be alone in a strange house with him. I mean, that was on the Serial Killer 101 syllabus, right? Lure your victims to an isolated place under the guise of safety?
Ken could totally be a serial killer, I thought as I followed his Eclipse convertible away from the city and into the suburbs.
Think about Christian Bale in American Psycho. He was handsome and meticulous and quiet too…worked out a lot…wore ties! Oh my God, I’m about to be hacked up with an ax.
Shh…calm down. Maybe not. Scope the place out. If you find a clear poncho, a facial mask, or a tanning bed up in there, then you can freak out.
I left a voicemail on Juliet’s phone telling her where I was going, just in case.
We drove down countless twisty, tree-lined streets, past horse pastures and elementary schools, until Ken turned into an adorable little subdivision called Pinewood Lake. I don’t know where I’d pictured him living, but it most certainly was not in a swim and tennis community out in the ‘burbs.
He turned right, just after the club house, and drove past a half-dozen single-family traditional-style houses with wooded back yards and Toyota Camrys in the driveways and the occasional tricycle left out the grass.
This was not bachelor country.
As we crept down the street, a large white two-story caught my eye up a head. Perched at the top of a gentle hill and illuminated by a nearby streetlight, it seemed to glow in the dark compared to the other houses. Every window was bracketed with black shutters and adorned with a flower-filled window box. A covered front porch spanned with width of the first floor and ended in an octagonal gazebo on the corner of the house. And just when I thought we were about to pass it by, Ken’s taillights brightened.
Enter the Giveaway
About BB Easton
BB Easton lives in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia with her long-suffering husband, Ken, and two adorable children. She recently quit her job as a school psychologist to write stories about her punk rock past and deviant sexual history full-time. Ken is suuuper excited about it.