Loving Kalvin release day!

Today is the release day for Loving Kalvin, the fourth book in the international bestselling Kennedy Boys series. I am so excited to share Lana and Kalvin’s story with you as it was quite a different book for me to write and the vibe is different to the Kyler books. I really poured my heart and soul into this one, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Scroll down to read the blurb, download links, see some teasers, and read an excerpt.

Loving KalvinLoving Kalvin (The Kennedy Boys #4)
by Siobhan Davis

A second-chance romance from USA Today bestseller Siobhan Davis. Standalone with HEA and no cliffhanger.

I knew it would end in disaster, but I didn’t listen to reason. I didn’t care. Because I loved him so much.

Kalvin Kennedy ruled my heart.

Until he destroyed it.

Shattered it so completely that I became someone else. Someone I loathed. Someone who repeatedly lied to her loved ones.

So, I ran.

From him. From myself. Desperate to hide my new reality.

But I could only run so far.

When he reappears in my life, I’m terrified. Unbelievably scared of facing the consequences of my actions.

Never mind that I still love him and want him so badly—there’s too much at stake now.

How can I trust him with the biggest secret of all when he’s likely to rip my world apart again?

Lana was always far too good for me. Everyone knew it but her.

I tried to stay away, but I was weak.

And I hurt her.

Crushed her until she barely resembled herself. Forced her to follow a path she would never have willingly chosen.

And then she was gone.

And my world has never felt as empty, as lonely.

She begged me to stay away. Not to find her. To forget she ever existed.

But that’s like asking me to slice my heart in two and toss half aside.

I’ve never believed in fate, but when I rock up to the University of Florida, I’m ready to eat my words.

Because she’s here. Like I hoped she would be. And I’m determined to prove I deserve a second chance.


“Morning, beautiful,” he says, yawning, and I can’t fight my smile.
“Still not a morning person, I see.” I shouldn’t tease him, but it’s too easy to fall into comfortable patterns.
“Definitely not.” He shudders, as if something nasty just crawled up his spine. “But I’ve had to condition myself. My fault for signing up for too many early morning classes.”
“I can always use my tried and tested wake-up method.” My lips fight a smirk.
“Oh, hell to the no. An impromptu shower in bed is not my idea of fun.”
I nudge him in the ribs. “Aw, come on. You secretly loved it.”
“Yeah, I secretly loved you jumping all over my bed pouring a pan of ice cold water over my head,” he drawls, rolling his eyes.
“It worked though. Like a treat.” I titter as the memories flood my mind. “Man, you are such a cranky pants in the morning.”
“Hey.” He nudges my hip. “Don’t be mean. I’m not cranky now.” His hand darts out, and he removes my book bag without invitation. “Ride with me?”
“Are you even going my way?” I suddenly realize I have no clue what major he’s pursuing.
“Nope,” he says, popping the P. “But I have plenty of time to drop you off at class first.”
“How long are you going to do this?”
“As long as it takes.” His expression is defiant and resolute. “I heard what you said last night, Lana, but I don’t agree. It’s not going to deter me. I came here for you, and I’m not giving up. You’re too important to me.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “Even if it’s not what I want?”
He leans down slowly, pressing his delectable mouth to my ear. The familiar citrusy scent of his cologne swirls around me, and my knees turn weak. “You can protest as loudly as you like, but we both know the truth.” His sexy voice, combined with his warm breath and his mesmerizing scent, fry my brain, and I can’t even form a response. “You want this too.” I sway slightly on my feet, and he chuckles, holding onto my elbow to steady me.
Clearing my throat, I step away, snapping out of it. “What am I going to do with you?” I wail.
He closes the gap between us again, peering into my face. His eyes bore into mine, and I get lost in his gaze. His breath trickles over my skin, ensnaring me in a mystical web of desire. Every part of my body craves his. My eyes flit to his mouth, and I bite my lip, my mouth watering deliciously. His eyes follow the movement, and his tongue darts out, licking his tempting lips. A little whimper escapes me. “I can think of plenty of things.” He moves his face closer, until his mouth is only a hairsbreadth from mine. It would take nothing, literally nothing, to breach that tiny gap and kiss him. I’m terrified of how much I want to. I hold my breath and my body rigidly still, afraid to move a muscle. “None of them PG-rated,” he whispers.

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