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Falling for Your Boss: a Sweet Romantic Comedy (Love ClichΓ©s Sweet RomCom Book 2) by Emma St. Clair - Book Review

 




My Rating: ⭐⭐⭐


Genres:

Contemporary Romance, Clean Romance, Sweet Romance, Romantic Comedy, Inspirational Romance


Blurb:


I am not that woman. The one who falls for her much older, extremely handsome, and totally unavailable boss.

That’s what I keep telling myself, anyway.

I’ve watched the other women in the office fawn over Gavin, who just so happens to be one of Texas’ richest and most desirable bachelors.

But I’m interested in business. Totally professional.

We would be a terrible idea. And yet ... I can't seem to make myself want to stay away, despite the whole boss thing and an age gap bigger than the Grand Canyon.

When Gavin's past slams into his present, the lines between business and personal suddenly become very hazy.

Now I have to decide what I want most: my carefully planned future or a man who offers me everything I didn't know I wanted…



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“π™·πš˜πš  πš•πš˜πš—πš?” πš‰πš˜πšŽπš’ πšŠπšœπš”πšœ πš πš‘πšŽπš— πš–πš’ πš πš˜πš›πšπšœ πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ πšœπš•πš˜πš πšŽπš πšπš›πš˜πš– 𝚊 πš›πšžπšœπš‘πš’πš—πš πš›πš’πšŸπšŽπš› 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 πšπš›πš’πšŒπš”πš•πšŽ 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 πšŒπš›πšŽπšŽπš” 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 πšŽπš‘πš‘πšŠπš•πšŽ.

πš‚πš‘πšŽ πšπš˜πšŽπšœπš—’𝚝 πš—πšŽπšŽπš 𝚝𝚘 πšŒπš•πšŠπš›πš’πšπš’. 𝙸 πš”πš—πš˜πš  πš πš‘πšŠπš πšœπš‘πšŽ’𝚜 πšŠπšœπš”πš’πš—πš.


Is it wrong that I love watching characters suffer when they're totally out of their element?

Mmm, maybe.

Will that stop me from enjoying their suffering?

Yeah, probably not.

And our two main leads were DEFINITELY out of their element for the majority of this book.


#lost



From awkward texting, to mini-golf struggles, to some feverish behavior paired with an unexpected sleepover (no spoilers here 🀐), to a surprise guest, to horseback-riding mishaps, and everything in between...this story was full of twists and turns!

And as with most romances, there were the usual: "oh my gosh, NO!" and "whyyyyy?" moments, but don't worry! Zoey and Gavin did get their happy ending, which felt longgggg overdue since they spent so much time trying to keep their feelings a secret from each other.


if you don't hear this gif in his voice...you're lying




All rightyyyy, here's the part of the show where Pixie shares some highlights!!!



Now, isn’t that just like my life. I panicked without my fears even materializing.

Relatableeeeee.

πŸ“–



Gavin: I have it under good authority that your boss is single.

Gavin: VERY single.

I can almost hear Thayden’s groan in my head. He would rip the phone right out of my hands and put me into lockdown for being so ridiculous. Especially if he knew that in my head, I heard that in James Bond’s voice.

I’m single.
Very single.

Note: I heard it too lollll
πŸ“–


“So? Why the freakout? It’s clear the man is into you. Are you overthinking again?”

“Maybe. It’s kind of what I do.”

Because I keep such a tight lid on my feelings and words, it’s like my brain makes up for it with an overactive thought life. Otherwise, I might explode.

Note: Oh look, it’s me



πŸ“–


I feel as though his gaze has marked me, like there is a visible path on my skin formed by his eyes. I’m glowing under his admiration. If I were a cat, I’d be purring and bumping my head into him, begging shamelessly for more.



πŸ“–


“Mind your business, boy,” she says in a mocking tone that makes me chuckle.

“Zoey is my business,” Gavin says, and I can’t help but meet his eyes over his mother’s shoulder.

There’s a look in them that makes a shiver travel from my toes up to my head, one that I hope his mother doesn’t feel. Heat flares through me, until the weight of his words sinks in. Business. Keep this to business. Yeah right!


πŸ“–


The words are so intuitive. Because that’s exactly what I’m doing right now. My worries and thoughts have taken the wheel, shutting everything else down.

It's meeeeee.

πŸ“–


“Hello, ladies,” he says, hopping up the steps. “I understand now why Gavin didn’t show up for our meeting this morning. Is there a two-for-one special I need to know about?”

The sound of Delilah smacking the smile off his face is so loud that I literally gasp. It’s like the crack of a rifle.

“Looks like your mama needs to teach you some manners,” Delilah says, in a voice so fiery that I’m shocked her sundress doesn’t go up in flames.

The man is completely undeterred, stroking the cheek she slapped as he continues to grin. “I could say the same about yours. Not that I mind.”

She goes to slap him again, but he grabs her wrist, twisting it slightly to plant a kiss on the back of her hand. Delilah goes to use her left hand, but he grabs that too.

I already love them.


πŸ“–


“Anyway, the point is that I’ve learned—am still learning—that forming your life decisions based around the opinion of someone else, even someone as important as a father, is crippling.”

Wise. Words.

πŸ“–


I decide to just watch, wishing I had a bucket of popcorn drenched in movie theater butter.

I want popcorn soooooo bad now, lol.

πŸ“–


I realize that the conversation has temporarily halted. Gavin is watching me finger comb my hair with heat in his eyes. Has he ever seen my hair down? Doubtful. Few people have.


πŸ“–

Sam: BTW how was the kiss?

Zoey: It could have woken Sleeping Beauty.

Sam: As your friend, not as Dr. Love, can I give you an extra piece of advice, just for Zoey Abramson?

Zoey: Of course.

Sam: Don’t let your head shut down your heart.



πŸ“–


“Did you see it though? Adam Driver was Kylo Ren on an Undercover Boss spoof and—”

Note: Yasssssss

πŸ“–


Ella groans. “Aren’t you supposed to go easy and let me win?”

Zoey levels Ella with a familiar look before choosing new tiles. “Nope. Losing is a great opportunity to learn. I wouldn’t want to take away your opportunities.”


πŸ“–


I smile at that, feeling the shine of tears in my eyes. I don’t bother to wipe them away, letting them roll down my face. It feels like letting go, and I need, desperately, to let go.



πŸ“–


“I can’t be you,” I say, feeling the sting of tears I wish I could shove back behind my eyes. “I’m not going to pretend that I’m not intense. Serious. Like it or not, this is me.”

“I’m not asking you to be someone else. Definitely not me. I’m a hot mess. I’d never do that, and neither should anyone else. I’m just saying that maybe you could hold things a little bit more loosely. Maybe ease up on the control a bit without losing yourself?”

πŸ“–


“Were you testing me?” I ask.
Why does my voice sound coy? We will not flirt with our boss. We will not flirt with our boss. We will not—

“Did you like it?”





As far as content goes: Most of the suggestive material/innuendos were pretty minor, but became more heated at times. No language that I can remember.  There was no on-page sex, but it was talked about/implied between different characters. I don't want to give any spoilers, but the "surprise guest" might be a trope that some readers could be bothered by (personally, it's not my favorite trope, but I could understand how it helped with certain aspects of the overall plot as well as Gavin and Zoey’s character development). Also, Zoey experiences grief from her mom's death that happened from an accident when she was in high school. This wasn't triggering for me, but it could be for others. As for the age-gap situation: In my own life, I’m very familiar with age gaps. I have relatives and friends that are/were in relationships with 10+ years between them...so I wasn’t really bothered by the age gap that Zoey and Gavin had. However, their concern about the age gap between them felt very repetitive (up until almost the very end) and that’s what made the whole age-gap thing feel “wrong.” I would describe the book as a mild "PG-13 romance movie."

I really loved the funny parts. I swooned over the tender moments. And the time spent with Gavin's family was super sweet! Andddd, of course, it was great seeing characters from the first book!! Abby and Zane were even CUTER in this one (even if they were supposed to be "that annoying couple").

I can't wait to read Delilah and Thayden's story next, followed by the rest of this cute romcom series!!




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About the Author:


Emma St. Clair is a USA Today Bestselling Author who loves sassy heroines, witty banter, and love stories with heart and humor. She lives in Katy, Texas with her hubby, five children, and Great Dane. Her favorite place to write is tapping on her phone while on the elliptical machine. No Emmas have been hurt in the writing of these novels. (Yet.)

Follow me on insta: https://instagram.com/kikimojo


Join the Facebook reader group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/emmastclair/


Falling for Your Best Friend's Twin: a Sweet Romantic Comedy (Love ClichΓ©s Sweet RomCom Book 1) by Emma St. Clair - Book Review




My Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐


Genres:

Contemporary Romance, Clean Romance, Sweet Romance, Romantic Comedy, Inspirational Romance


Blurb:


There are a million and one reasons why I shouldn’t fall for my BFF’s twin...

Too bad love isn’t reasonable.

Zane is my total opposite. He dates a steady string of women who are nothing like me.

And there’s no way I would risk Zoey’s friendship over my teensy, tiny crush on her brother.

But when Zane hires me to help fix a glitch with his startup’s software, I run into two problems:

1. Someone on the inside seems to be sabotaging it.

2. Working with Zane every day sends my feelings into overdrive.

My master plan is to sniff out the rat, help Zane save the company, and get out while my heart is still intact. No biggie.

But somehow, I get roped into an investors’ spa trip. Which means spending a whole weekend with Zane and sharing a room with his date.

Kill. Me. Now.

This might serve to destroy my crush once and for all.

If it doesn’t destroy me first …



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π™·πš˜πš•πšπš’πš—πš πš‘πšŠπš—πšπšœ πš‘πšŠπš πš—πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πšπšŽπš•πš 𝚜𝚘 … πš•πš’πšπšŽ-πšŠπš•πšπšŽπš›πš’πš—πš. πšƒπš‘πšŽπš’’πš›πšŽ πš“πšžπšœπš πš‘πšŠπš—πšπšœ. πš„πšœπšŽπš πšπš˜πš› πšπš˜πš’πš—πš πšπš’πšœπš‘πšŽπšœ πšŠπš—πš πšπš’πš™πš’πš—πš πšŠπš—πš πš˜πš™πšŽπš—πš’πš—πš πšŒπšŠπš› πšπš˜πš˜πš›πšœ πšŠπš—πš 𝚊 πš‘πšžπš—πšπš›πšŽπš πš˜πšπš‘πšŽπš› πš–πšžπš—πšπšŠπš—πšŽ πšπš‘πš’πš—πšπšœ. π™±πšžπš πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽ 𝚠𝚊𝚜 πš—πš˜πšπš‘πš’πš—πš πš–πšžπš—πšπšŠπš—πšŽ πšŠπš‹πš˜πšžπš πš‰πšŠπš—πšŽ πš‘πš˜πš•πšπš’πš—πš πš–πš’ πš‘πšŠπš—πš, πšπš›πšŠπšŒπš’πš—πš πš™πšŠπšπšπšŽπš›πš—πšœ πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš‹πšŠπšŒπš” 𝚘𝚏 πš–πš’ πš‘πšŠπš—πš πš πš’πšπš‘ πš‘πš’πšœ πšπš‘πšžπš–πš‹.


Okay, this was way too cute!! In all honesty, there were a few times when I was worried that maybe I'd end up feeling disappointed because of how excited I was to read it...and how much I like the book starting out. Once I finished it, however, I decided that I really liked it! Truly.


πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘



All right, I normally don't do this, but I noticed a few reviewers who quite a bit of negative thing to say about Abby and how she handled herself/situations in the book. And since every reader is entitled to their opinion, I want to share my thoughts about Abby's behavior and personality. First off, her bullying experience in high school was absolutely horrible. Maybe the "mean girls" trope seems overused, but there are mean girls out there. Even though the book takes place years after the bullying, insecurities/fears can hit at any point. Did Abby have immature moments? Yes. Was she selfish at times? Yes. Were some of her actions more on the irrational side? Yes. But she was HUMAN. We all have those same struggles. No one is perfect. And I honestly feel like Abby relied on her sarcastic/carefree/outgoing attitude to help fight her insecurities. So, maybe she just seemed like an annoying brat to some...but I saw her as a woman who was still hurting, even though she tried her best to avoid those feelings. All that to say, I did NOT hate Abby lol.

Moving onto the romanticccccc side of the book (which, is like my favorite part, of course), Zane and Abby were opposites in almost every way...and when the more-reserved character falls for the fun-loving character, I just can't help myself! I swoon like there's no tomorrow! Though Zane seemed like a grumpy player at first, he most definitely was nottttt; and I loved watching him open up more to Abby as he started to have feelings for her. They were an adorable/quirky couple for sure, one that I ship AND approve of. πŸ™ŒπŸ’—


this gif is so EXTRA and i LOVE it




Hey, guess what? I'm not sharing any highlights this time...









NOT!


“I like Abby,” I say, my voice low and dangerous. “I respect her. And if you respected her, you wouldn’t call her that or degrade her that way. I don’t want to hear it again.”

ZANEEEEEEE!!
πŸ“–


“Did you say something about coffee?”

“I think you said something about coffee. I already had my green tea.”

Note: πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

I loved how OUT OF IT Abby was that morning, lol.


πŸ“–


Hey, circulatory system: slow it down!
Respiratory system: in and out, nice and steady. That’s it. There we go. Breathe. Reproductive system: you have not been called to active duty. Stand down, soldier. I’m talking to you, ovaries.
Nervous system: stop being so … nervous.
Skeletal system: way to be solid. Carry on.


πŸ“–

“Gourmet pizza?” he asks.

“That depends. Do you like weird toppings?”

“Only if bacon is weird.”

“If bacon is weird, I don’t want to be normal.”

AHEM. I need this kind of relationship.


πŸ“–


Abby is charming, but utterly herself. Hilarious, a little irreverent, and completely alluring.

😍😍😍

πŸ“–


“Oh, before I forget,” Zoey says, “I gave Zane your number.”

“Zane?! You’re setting me up with Zane?!”

Though Zane is gorgeous with his dark blond hair and blue eyes I could drown in, he is exactly like Zoey. Except with the dial turned up to twenty.

I’m shocked, though I don’t hate the idea. I might have a teensy crush on her brother, but there is no way he feels the same. Plus, it’s a total party foul to harbor a secret crush on your best friend’s twin. Which is why I’ve never mentioned it.

Crush? What crush. I have no crush.

Soooooooo CASUAL.

πŸ“–


Zane: Am I to understand that you would be available? Thanks, Zane.

Note: But like, he sounds like the Zane from Ninjago lollllll

(I really hope someone understands that comparison)


πŸ“–


I don’t even know what all the words mean since I’m not the tech person, but there’s something sexy about the way Abby’s dropping lingo.


πŸ“–


Too bad I hate long hair, and mullets aren’t ever going to be in style.

Note: Unless you’re a Kpop idol πŸ‘€πŸ‘€

(I couldn't help myself, lol)

πŸ“–


Do men wear shoulder pads? I make a mental note to find an excuse to pat him down later and check. For research purposes.


πŸ“–

Now I wish I’d worn my headband with the unicorn horn, just so I could gloat that much more when I shatter his low opinion of me.

Note: Unicorn headbands for the winnnn


πŸ“–


“So, we’re good?” Jack asks. “Abby, you’ll come with me, and Zane, you can get another date?”

“Oh, Zane never has a problem getting dates,” I say.

Note: Oofffff, SHE SAID IT

πŸ“–


I manage not to murder Zane, though I do text Zoey to ask if she’d still be my friend if her brother mysteriously didn’t make it home from this weekend.

So far, she hasn’t responded.


πŸ“–


That blush, which I can’t help but find adorable on Zane’s otherwise chiseled face, appears once more. It shows me his human side. I can’t tell if he’s furious with me, impressed, or something else.


πŸ“–


My guess is that his irritation level has risen. I can imagine him pacing through the office, running his hand through his hair the way Zoey does when she’s mad. I like the mental image of him flustered, with perfectly mussed hair. I bite my lip, trying to shake that thought.

He's Zoey’s brother. Off-limits. No matter how hot he might look with ruffled hair and a scowl. Why is it that scowly guys are so hot? But I know why: Mr. Darcy. That Jane Austen created generations of women who want growly, grumpy men who are hiding a gooey, romantic center.

Instead of searching up Mr. Darcy gifs (which is where my brain wants to go), I send him a meme of the kitten clinging to a branch with the words “hang in there” emblazoned on it.

Note: Do we even blame her?


πŸ“–


He spins back to the window again, and I watch the tendons and muscles flexing in his neck. I shouldn’t be thinking about how hot Zane’s neck is when he’s upset, but anything is better than thinking about the fact that I just brought up something painful from his past. People might think that I march to the beat of my own drumline and all that, not caring what people think, but the truth is I do care. A lot.

πŸ‘€πŸ‘€πŸ‘€


Once again, I have even MORE highlights than just those...so maybe it's a sign (it's definitely a sign) that you should read the book for yourself!!!


As far as content goes: Any suggestive material/innuendos were pretty minor, so no worries there. No language that I can remember. Side characters did drink, I can't remember if the main characters did. There was no on-page sex, but it was talked about/implied between different characters , and innuendos. Abby was naked during one point of the book (not in a sexual way, it was meant to be humorous). However, there wasn't really any detailed description. Abby getting bullied in the past might be triggering for some (feel free to reach out to me if you'd like the specific details) but it wasn't triggering for me. Also, Zane experiences grief from his mom's death that happened from an accident when he was in high school. Again, that wasn't triggering for me, but it could be for others. I would describe the book as a mild "PG-13 romance movie."

Last but not least, I want to mention Abby's gal-pals! I love seeing fun friendships in stories, and it was so sweet to see how the girls supported/encouraged each other. I can't wait to read each of their books!

Also, all of my epilogue lovers! This book does have one, but it's more focused on tying in the next book (Zoey's book, which is perfectly fine). HOWEVER, there is a FREE bonus scene you can download (the link is at the end of the book) about Zane and Abby that has those epilogue vibes. Spoiler alert: IT'S CUTE.

The only thing I'll add to this very long review (sorry lol), is that you should read the book. Seriously. πŸ˜‰




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About the Author:


Emma St. Clair is a USA Today Bestselling Author who loves sassy heroines, witty banter, and love stories with heart and humor. She lives in Katy, Texas with her hubby, five children, and Great Dane. Her favorite place to write is tapping on her phone while on the elliptical machine. No Emmas have been hurt in the writing of these novels. (Yet.)

Follow me on insta: https://instagram.com/kikimojo


Join the Facebook reader group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/emmastclair/





It's Just Business: A Romantic Comedy (The Wedding Business Series) by Summer Dowell - Book Review

 



My Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


Genres:

Contemporary Romance, Clean Romance, Sweet Romance, Romantic Comedy, Inspirational Romance


Blurb:


I despise him. I despise everything about this business-stealing man who has eyes the color of hot chocolate and a perfectly sun-kissed tan I can’t stop thinking about...Like I said, despise.

Having grown up with a mom who had more boyfriends than a flower has petals, I had zero fairy tale aspirations of true love. It didn't exist. But when a dreamy man with the perfect smile and a propensity for volunteering keeps running into me, I start to think maybe I was wrong all along. 

That is until I realize he's the scumbag that stole my flower shop right out from under me.

I know I should be the bigger person. Move on. But somehow, revenge seems the only answer. Pity, revenge seems to be showing me that Austin might actually be a good person instead of the villain I painted him to be.

In the end, it's all just business though, isn't it?



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So much for that kiss. Not that I wanted it. Ew. Gross. I hated Austin, my worst enemy. I looked back to glare at him for trying to seductively trap me. But that dang little smile of his. It just crept up, and the next thing you knew, you were grinning right along with him like an idiot.

Y'all, Summer's romcoms are always fluffy and witty...which is justttt how I like them!! And even though I adored the first book of The Wedding Business Series (If It's Perfect, aka Hope's book)–which, as a fellow type one, how could I not?–I actually enjoyed Haley's book more. πŸ‘€πŸ˜±


#shook



So, why was that? Well...honestly? This book was just so MUCH  FUN! Not that Hope's book wasn't, but this was just a different kinddddd of fun. The pranks were crazy in a totally Haley-way; and while that wasn't the most mature route to handle everything, her antics (along with her accomplices) were goldennn. Maybe some of the book was a little over-the-top, BUT THAT'S ONE OF THE BEST PARTS ABOUT ROMCOMS!

I did feel bad for Austin though, lol. Despite his sneakiness in the beginning, and his original decision of not coming clean to Haley, he really was a sweet guy. I know I was definitely swooning. 😍

Likeeeee, during a certain "car scene." Actually, a couple of different "car scenes," now that I think about it. πŸ€”


but this gif really only applies to ONE of the "car scenes"


Oh, and that ending (as well as the epilogue) was ADORABLE! I loved them both! *chef's kiss*




It's timeeeee for the HIGHLIGHTS.


For the first time in my life, I obeyed every speed limit while driving. I even made full and complete stops at the stop signs. I was prolonging the time until this meeting in every way possible.


πŸ“–

She wore her glasses today, the thick, oversized frames gave her this nerdy girl look. Like, the hot nerdy girl. The one you definitely wanted to tutor you in math after school. And by tutor you really meant—

Note: πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

πŸ“–

I reached out and grabbed the vase, shaking the flowers in my sister's face. "This is what my love life is like. A wilting, leftover bouquet from someone else's wedding. Everyone around me is finding love, and instead of screwing it up like me, they’re succeeding wonderfully."


πŸ“–

My phone buzzed. I slipped it out of my pocket to see Hope's name flash across. "Ooo, our inside informant just texted me."

"You know you're not an actual secret agent, right?"
I loved these vibes soooo much.

πŸ“–


I waved my hand distractedly, doing my best to look the carefree, artistic soul. "I just love walking through the space every so often. Really letting the walls speak to me and tell me what they want." I was a certified nut job. "I believe buildings have souls too. They just need to be listened to."

GOLD.

πŸ“–

Five. My ring size was five. I was a candle left burning too long and was now a melted pool of adoration. Had he rehearsed this speech? Was this something he told every woman he tried to woo? No, the concern was too real. Too vulnerable. He meant every word he said.

I cracked up at this part so much, lol.

πŸ“–

Someone needed to work on his people skills. A moment later, he reappeared with a cardboard box. I eyed the small container as he scooped up the little grey balls of fluff and deposited them inside. The knots in my stomach returned. "Um, is that box...secure enough?"

"Secure enough?"
Note: GAHHHHH, I AM SQUIRMING SOOOOO BAD 

πŸ“–

The first thing I saw was his head, quickly followed by a shirtless pair of perfectly sculpted shoulders and torso. Unfairly, his chest and stomach were just as tan as his arms. He was a tanning salon's poster child. Although I was pretty sure his actually came from the sun, I tried not to stare at the perfect indention of each ab muscle. I could count them. Should I count them?

πŸ“–

My body ignored the danger signals going off in my head as one of my hands reached up to cradle her cheek. Her skin was soft and warm. My thumb rubbed down her jaw, the thought—
"Foul! That was a foul on Miss Haley."

A few foul, four-lettered words came to my mind.

Note: πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

πŸ“–

He shrugged, clearly not understanding the monumentalism of this situation. "I like vanilla. I don't know if I like any of those other flavors. I'd rather get something I like than risk getting something I don't."

"So you don't like taking risks?"

His knuckles tightened around the paper cup. "Only if they're worth it." His eyes trailed my face, lingering a little too long for someone who was just a friend.

Ooooooh. πŸ‘€πŸ‘€

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I was going to say it. My heart melted a little. I was like the ice cream right around the edge of the cone, trying to hold on strong but secretly melting into a puddle. I searched deep for my inner freeze gun and made sure to frost it right back up. Austin might be cute and adorable with these kids, but he was still the enemy.

Note: Darnnnnnn that guy for being great with kids πŸ˜‚πŸ€¦‍♀️

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"You promised to love me forever last time I talked to him."

"What if I promise to clean my office space?"

There was a pause. "Deep clean?"

I knew her so well. "Deep clean. Dusting, vacuuming, the works."

Her sigh was almost comical. "Fine. Text me his number, and I'll call him."

Note: πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
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"The man stalked me all last week—"

"I thought you said they were random run-ins."

"Broke into my house—"

"You invited him to dinner."

"Probably searched through my personal effects for information when my back was turned—"

"That sounds highly unlikely."


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My phone beeped next to me. I couldn't help jumping at the noise. Was it the girl calling me back? Had she found out I was a fraud? Maybe I should've used a payphone so she couldn't check my number. Were payphones even a thing anymore?

πŸ“–

I only reread it thirteen more times before hitting send, which, I personally thought was commendable.
Oh look, IT'S ME.

πŸ“–

"How does it look? Did I ruin it? Do we need a fire extinguisher?"

"Do you have one?" I asked, wondering how much I should mess with her.

"No. But my faucet has a spray attachment." She jumped to the sink and yanked the nozzle out, aiming the end toward me.

"Woah, wait! Don't shoot." I held my hands up in defense. "I was kidding, it's fine."

πŸ“–

"Okay, well, let's get started I guess." I untucked then retucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "This isn't my...usual pork chop recipe," I said, hoping he didn't notice my hiccup. "So you'll have to bear with me." Gripping the card like a lifeline, I read the first line. "We need to preheat the oven."

Note: I honestly feel kind of bad for laughing at her 🀣🀣

πŸ“–

I noticed his eyes wandered to my cart, and for a reckless moment I wanted to dive in front, waving my hands so he didn't see my juvenile purchases. "I was just thinking about what I should make for dinner." I blurted out, shoving the recipe card in his face. "Normally I stick to my usual...options." Which would be frozen pizza or the occasional top ramen, but he didn't need to know that. "Pork chops just sounded good though."

THEY ARE TOO PRECIOUS.


Would you believe me if I said that I had even MORE highlights than just those?? You need to read this book. It's currently has a special 99 cent preorder price, so goooooo take advantage of that!!


As far as content goes: Clean!! Any suggestive material was extremelyyyy minor, so no worries there. Dishonesty was part of the plot, and Haley's mom had some relationship struggles that were talked about...but I wasn't bothered by either of those aspects.

So, I'm going to end this review by saying that I just really loved the book. I enjoyed Haley's relationships with her sister and friends (totallyyyy spot-on, because all I could think about was me and my sisters lolll). The chemistry between Haley and Austin was TOO CUTE (all their little run-ins were just perfecttt). And even though I didn't always feel the hate-to-love vibes, they wereeee more present at certain times...and I was definitelyyyy a fan of them (HOW COULD I NOT BE?!).  πŸ‘πŸ’—


~I received an e-copy of this story from the author, and am voluntarily leaving an honest review.~

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About the Author:


Summer Dowell is an author of clean, laugh out loud romantic comedies on the side of her main gig which is keeping her six children alive. She is obsessed with reading and creating stories.

Her most noted other skills include making a mean peanut butter and jelly sandwich and doing massive loads of laundry.

Summer holds a bachelors degree in Business Marketing from Brigham Young University which mostly gets used... never.