The Truth About Him by M. O’Keefe ~ Blog Tour & Giveaway


Today is our day on the Blog Tour of THE TRUTH ABOUT HIM by M. O’Keefe. This is the 2nd book in the Everything I Left Unsaid series. Be sure to enter to win the giveaway below!



For fans of Christina Lauren and Jodi Ellen Malpas comes the next novel in M. O’Keefe’s breathtakingly sexy series about a woman called into a journey of the heart, body, and soul.

We played our roles, told each other lies.

But now Dylan is no longer just a mysterious deep voice on the other end of the line. We’re face-to-face and our relationship is very, very real.

We still have secrets—but so much is crystal clear:

The thrilling danger.

The raw, naked desire.

The need to keep feeling the way he makes me feel. Forever.

Dylan is putting up walls, trying to keep me safe, but he can’t shut me out. He has seen my darkness and rescued me. Now it’s my turn, if only he will let me.

The Truth About Him is intended for mature audiences.


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“I don’t want to be alone,” she breathed against my chest. Her hands, cool and shaking, slipped around my waist.

I didn’t want to be alone either. For the first time in longer than I could remember, my solitude chafed.

She stared back at me with haunted eyes. “Don’t make me be alone,” she whispered.

Oh. Jesus. I could not refuse.

“Come on.” I led her into the bedroom. Which was so damn tiny. There was the double bed in faded and worn flowery sheets and there was us. She took a deep breath and her chest nearly touched mine. “Let’s . . . let’s try and get some sleep.”

She crawled up onto my bed, and I looked out the window instead of at her ass in those little shorts. Her petite body curled up into almost nothing on one side of the bed.

“You cold?” I asked, and she shook her head. Her blue eyes piercing in the darkness.

“Do . . .” Annie sat up, her eyes on her hands. “Do you want me to leave?”

“No.” Fuck me, but that was the truth. I didn’t want her to leave.

I crawled into bed beside her, making sure we weren’t touching. Half my leg was hanging off the bed and my arms were behind my head. The bed was barely big enough for me and while she might be tiny, this thing between us was huge.

Tell her, I thought. Tell her why you’re here. Tell her what being here might cost her.

But I couldn’t. I didn’t want to scare her. I didn’t want to add to her worry; she had enough.

Bullshit, that voice said. You don’t want her to leave. You don’t want her to leave you alone in this fucking trailer park with Pops and your brother and your past. Be man enough to admit that.

Suddenly, she crawled toward the end of the bed.

“What are you doing?”

“This is worse than being alone,” she said. “I’m lying here thinking about everything you asked me to do, everything we did together, and you’re right here and I’m right here and we might as well be miles apart. It hurts, Dylan.” Her eyes, her beautiful eyes, revealed it all, the width and breadth of her agony. “It hurts to be near you like this.”




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Molly O’Keefe has always known she wanted to be a writer (except when she wanted to be a florist or a chef and the brief period of time when she considered being a cowgirl). And once she got her hands on some romances, she knew exactly what she wanted to write.

She published her first Harlequin romance at age 25 and hasn’t looked back. She loves exploring every character’s road towards happily ever after.

Originally from a small town outside of Chicago, she went to university in St. Louis where she met and fell in love with the editor of her school newspaper. They followed each other around the world for several years and finally got married and settled down in Toronto, Ontario. They welcomed their son into their family in 2006, and their daughter in 2008. When she’s not at the park or cleaning up the toy room, Molly is working hard on her next novel, trying to exercise, stalking Tina Fey on the internet and dreaming of the day she can finish a cup of coffee without interruption.


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