A steamy second-chance romance set in the world of competitive skiing…
Once upon a time I had it all: an Olympic gold medal, a career as a professional ski racer, and a happily ever after so close I could almost touch it. Then my perfect life imploded in one tragic weekend.
Five years later I’ve rebuilt my life with the best girlfriends, the perfect new boyfriend, and a new career. Now my ex—the one who wrecked everything five years earlier—is back as the newest member of the National Ski Team and I’m forced to be his physical therapist.
My days are filled with him. He’s constantly shirtless and sweaty and sexy as sin, and trying to make me fall in love with him again.
But I built these walls around my heart for a reason—and his presence is threatening to undo everything I’ve created without him. With the stakes this high and the sexual tension this hot, this could all go so very wrong.
Or, maybe we’re on the edge of getting everything we ever wanted.
I love a good second-chance romance when there is a lot of hurt and history between the characters and Julia Connors delivered with her debut novel.
It’s been five years since Nate broke Jackson’s heart, and he really goes all out to make it up to her and win her back in On The Edge. Does she want him to? No. She’s got a boyfriend. Does she make it easy for him? No, he has to work for it. But it’s a great journey as these two characters work out their issues, talk about their messy past, and find a way to move forward.
On The Edge is a sweet slow burn with lots of tension between Jackson and Nate, a swoony hero and a great Grand Gesture to prove once and for all that she’s his endgame. I thought Julia Connors wrote a well-developed story with likable main characters and a nice set of secondaries who piqued my attention for further books to come down the road!
I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.
Meet Julia Connors
Julia Connors grew up on the warm and sunny West Coast, but her first decision as an adult was to trade her flip-flops for snow boots and move to Boston.
She’s been enjoying everything that New England has to offer for over two decades, and now that she’s acclimated to the snowy winters and finally found all the places to get good sushi and tacos, she has zero regrets.
You can usually find her in front of her computer, but when she stops writing she’s most likely to be found outdoors, preferably with a pair of skis or snowshoes strapped to her feet in winter, or on a paddleboard in the summer.
To learn more about Julia Connors and her books, please visit here!
Have you ever felt as though you were having an out-of-body experience? An ethereal feeling that you were floating in the atmosphere looking down on a situation? If not, let me tell you, it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.
Imagine you were at your best friend’s engagement party in Vegas. You were super excited because you were the maid of honor and the best man was the hottest football player you’d ever seen. Even this guy’s position as tight end was appropriate for his, well . . . tight end.
Anyway, there was something about his cocky attitude that ruffled your feathers and turned you on at the same time. Maybe it was the way he challenged you or because women seemed to flock to the gorgeous man. But according to him, he only had eyes for you. It didn’t matter if he was kidding or not, because you weren’t in the market for a serious relationship.
Then, for some reason, you engaged in a drinking game. Because why not, right? You were in Vegas after all. Well, let me tell you why not, because the next morning you noticed a silver band on your left ring finger. And adding salt to that tequila-induced wound, there was one on his too.
Yes, you read that right. Me, Alexa Barton, preferably always the bridesmaid and never the bride, married the uber-sexy, and let’s not forget cocky, football player, Jackson Cartwright.
I was a cliché. A married cliché. Whose “husband” wasn’t in a hurry to get an annulment and vowed to prove that we were meant to be together.
What happened in Vegas follows Alexa and Jackson home in this indulgent romcom by Carina Rose. There’s an underlying attraction between Alexa and Jackson, as their best friends are engaged, but neither of them ever acted on it. Besides, she is fiercely independent as a boss babe with no desire to get married, and he only plans on getting married once and is in no place in his life or career to tie the knot.
Except… when they accidentally get married by an Elvis impersonator, Jackson convinces Alexa to stay together until after Reese and Trent’s wedding — and plans to use that time to convince her they are meant to be.
This story is all kinds of sweet and swoony. I laughed at the visual of Jackson sleeping on her couch, and I swooned when he showed up to help out at the bakery. There is some drama that occurs thanks to his horrible father, but it’s resolved relatively quickly with a wonderful kiss and make up.
I did not read Love in the End Zone first — I wish I had because I loved Married to the Tight End so much and would have loved to seen Alexa and Jackson as Reese and Trent’s best friends. But this book easily stands on its own merits.
Adorable.
I received a complimentary copy and voluntarily left a review.
Meet Carina Rose
Carina loves everything about romance. To her, it’s the little things that matter.
She also believes in insta-love, since she knew her husband was the one the first day she met him.
When it comes to books, she uses them as an escape from reality. . . . to get swept away. Carina hopes her words do the same for her readers.
She’s a mother and wife and loves spending time with her family. She enjoys meeting new people, traveling, reading, watching sports, and, of course, relaxing on a beach.
Carina looks forward to sharing more love stories in her future novels.
𝗕𝗟𝗨𝗥𝗕Want to know what happens to a man who barely claws his way out of a tragedy, only to fall right into the arms of the one girl in the world he can never have?Another tragedy, that’s what.
When I was six years old, my father made a choice that altered the course of my entire life.
Because of what he did, the only girl I ever loved became the only girl I couldn’t have.
In a lot of ways, I did have her…
I had her first steps, her first words, her first smile. I had her milestones, her heartbreaks, her dreams. I had her heart so woven in with mine, I didn’t know where she ended, and I began.
Only, as the years pressed on, lines became blurred—and the blurrier the line, the easier it is to cross.
They say tragedy comes in threes.
For me, that was true.
The first one changed me, the second one broke me, and the third one healed me.
But at the center of all that tragedy… there is a love story. And at the center of that love story, There is June.GOODREADS ➜https://bit.ly/JF-GR
Sunny Shelly’s Review: 5 Rainbows
Oh, my heart. Brant and June’s story is heartbreaking, soul-crushing, uplifting, hard-fought and just simply phenomenal. Jennifer Hartmann is an author that has been on my radar for a while now, and June First is the first book I’ve read of hers. And I was blown away.
June and Brant remind me of Jacob and Renesmee from Twilight — how she branded him the day she was born. That is almost exactly what happens between June and Brant when he gives his best friend’s baby sister a stuffed elephant when she is just a few days old. This slow-burn story spans decades as Brant and June’s relationship builds and their special connection becomes unbreakable.
Along the way, it is full of so much heartbreak, but in the end, this is a masterpiece of a story about forgiveness, second chances, true love, and healing. I highlighted the hell out of this book — sad passages, happy passages, ones that made me smile, ones that made me cry. It’s raw, it’s gritty, it’s full of family drama and a little boy who, despite all the bad that happened to him, loved unconditionally.
To borrow from June’s dad, Andrew, June First is a remarkable story. I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.
ABOUT JENNIFER HARTMANNJennifer Hartmann resides in northern Illinois with her husband and three children. When she is not writing love stories, she is capturing them through wedding photography with her own personal romance hero. She enjoys sunsets (because mornings are hard), bike riding, traveling, and that time of day when coffee gets replaced by wine. Jennifer loves tacos, and she really, really wants to pet your dog. XoxoCONNECT WITH JENNIFERWebsite | Newsletter | Bookbub | Instagram | Facebook | Facebook Reader Group | Twitter |Amazon | Goodreads|TikTok
I didn’t realize until I dove into Only Rivals that it is a next-generation spinoff series connecting Charity Ferrell’s Blue Beech and Twisted Fox series! OMG! I am HERE for it all!
Jax (the son of Maliki and Sierra from Just Roommates) and Amelia (the daughter of Silas and Lola from Last Call) have been rivals since they were practically in diapers. Their parents are friends, their fathers are business partners, and Jax and Amelia have always known how to push each other’s buttons. The story starts a few months after Amelia’s fiance/Jax’s best friend, Chris, has committed suicide, which Jax blames her for. And now Chris has left his half of the brewery he and Jax own to Amelia.
Well, we all know that there is a fine line between love and hate. And OMG this book gutted me. Amelia and Jax have such a deep history and there is SO MUCH between them. It’s ugly between them at first, but they both eventually show such vulnerability to each other. Jax makes some mistakes along the way and it’s a rollercoaster of emotions before they get there, but this is a wonderfully complex story of grief, forgiveness, moving on, letting go, and getting back the one that got away.
I can’t wait to see what’s next! I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.
ABOUT CHARITY FERRELL
Charity Ferrell is a Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author of the Blue Beech and Twisted Fox series. She resides in Indianapolis, Indiana. Angst is her happy place, and she loves writing about flawed people finding love.
I am a sucker for a marriage-in-peril story and M. Robinson delivered with Second Chance Vow!
The story is told in dual timelines as it goes back and forth between the current stat of Christian and Kinley’s marriage — on the precipice of divorce — and when they first started dating as high schoolers 20 years ago.
There is so much hurt and regret between these two, and Sebastian York and Maxine Mitchell delivered every beat of the heartbreak with their narration. I cried ugly tears for Christian and Kinley as they went through their divorce, a divorce he didn’t want and she was only insisting upon bc it was the only way she knew how to set him free. And when they finally got everything they wanted, my heart soared. I’m sure it would have impacted me just as much if I read this story, but listening to the audio amplified my feelings so much!!
I received a complimentary copy and voluntarily left a review.
All I knew about him was how good at breaking my heart he was.
The Wrong Boy, a sensual small-town second-chance romance in The All American Boy Series from bestselling author Ashley Munoz, is available now!
Having a bed and breakfast with just one communal bathroom wasn’t working, and it was past time to bite the bullet and upgrade the inn.
There was just one small problem: In the small town of Deacon, Texas, there was only one contractor.
Yep, just one: Jonathan Oaks.
But it didn’t matter how skilled he was at building things when all I knew about him was how good at breaking my heart he was.
Five years could put a lot into perspective, but it wasn’t enough time to make me forget that he was the wrong boy for me then and he’d be the wrong boy for the job now.
I should have known better.
Jonathan Oaks wasn’t about to lose the chance to renovate my inn, or to rub in my face that he’d been right about us all along.
This place was breathtaking in the spring and charming in the summer, and in the winter, she had the fire roaring and thick, wool blankets out for all the guests to use while watching the rain pour from the porch. I had wanted Tilly to upgrade this place years ago, but we always fought whenever I brought it up, which made this entire situation even more frustrating because she’d finally decided to upgrade, just not with me. “Well, thank you for your time…” I heard Tilly say gently while tugging open the screen door and holding it for the man exiting her inn. He had a white head of hair and a matching white beard to match. “Not a problem, ma’am.” He gave me a swift nod of acknowledgment and headed to his truck. Meanwhile Tilly’s eyes were on me as if I were a werewolf that had just snuck onto her property. “What are you doing here?” I stalked up the creaking steps and joined her on the porch, stuffing my hands into the pockets of my worn jeans. Just like every other time, I felt naked in front of her, as though she was seeing all my weaknesses and everything that made me vulnerable. “Got a visit from your sister today.” A few bees hovered overhead near the flower baskets as a cool breeze made the blooms sway back and forth. Tilly let out a soft breath as her eyes darted to the side, which gave me a free pass to check her out. She had changed over the past five years, a lot. I mean, we lived in the same small town, so it wasn’t like I hadn’t seen her around, but we were usually goin’ in the other direction if one of us was in the same vicinity. It was an unspoken rule that we never frequented the same spots at the same time, and our friends and family had learned over time not to invite us both to the same events, so it was rare that I was actually in front of her like this. Her hair was red gold, as if each piece of auburn hair was intertwined with sunshine. It hung down to the middle of her back in thick, glossy waves. Her petite frame was similar to her sisters’: big chest, curved hips, and an ass that made my brain empty and my dick hard as stone. She was still as perfect as she’d been five years ago, and the years I’d seen and wanted her prior to that. My mother once guessed that Tilly Banks would be the great love of my life, but because I couldn’t seem to keep the girl, she’d be the great loss of it too, which explained my perpetual grumpy attitude. My mother was wrong, though. I was over Tilly. I had been for years; I just couldn’t help noticing God’s fine handiwork. The man deserved a medal for what he’d done with Telissa Banks. “Oaks…” I snapped my attention from Tilly’s chest back up to her face. “What?” “I asked why you came.” I shrugged. “Told you, your sister—” “Yeah.” She waved me off, heading inside. “Honey is always marchin’ and talkin’—doesn’t explain why you suddenly jumped to it.” I followed her through the foyer, bypassing the small service desk being managed by a much younger Banks sister, the youngest of the six. “Hello Hennessey.” I tipped my head in her direction. She had her cell phone shoved under her nose as her eyes tipped up. “You’re still the enemy, Oaks, at least according to my father.” “That’s enough, Henny,” Tilly warned as she stormed past the desk and toward the small alcove under the stairs that acted as her office. There wasn’t any fire in her warning to her sister, though, so I knew I’d become the butt end of a joke in their family…which sat in my chest like a spiked barb. Slowing my steps outside of Tilly’s office, I watched as she took a seat at her desk. There wasn’t enough room inside for two people, so I placed my hand along the doorway and leaned down. “Competition, Ms. Banks. You’re callin’ in outside contractors when the good people of Deacon could use that work.” She shuffled a few papers at her desk, completely unaware of the fact that with her sitting and me standing, I could see right down her dress. “Well, I’m sorry to say, but it was a wasted effort on your end. I’ll be having Tack Construction handle the renovation.” I let out a loud scoff, because this girl was ridiculous. “They’re going to travel all the way from Austin to handle this every single day?” She nodded but didn’t look up from her monitor. “What was their bid on this place?” I pushed off the frame and looked down the hall. “And what all are you doin’ anyhow?” “Nothin’. Now if you’ll please find your way out, I’d appreciate it.” Cold and mean as a honey badger—that was all Tilly had been to me for five years, and I was fucking tired of it. Heaving a sigh, I shook my head and decided I’d get my answers elsewhere. “I’ll go, but plan on me bein’ back,” I warned as I turned to leave, but I didn’t miss the little comment she made as I turned my back. “Not likely, Oaks…you never come back.”
Sunny Shelly’s Review: 4 Stars
The Wrong Boy is a sweet, indulgent second-chance romance between inn owner Tilly and contractor Oakes. It’s short enough to read in a single sitting, and long enough to feel satisfied with the arc of the story and reunion between these two hurting characters.
While I hated that the reason for their breakup was because of what she assumed about Oakes rather than speaking to him about it, I did like the way these two worked through their problems this time around.
This book has the right amount of steam, the right amount of angst, the right amount of family drama, the right amount of swoon. I’ll definitely be checking out the books featuring Tilly’s sisters in the future!!
I received a complimentary copy and voluntarily left a review.
About Ashley Ashley resides in the Pacific Northwest, where she lives with her four children and her husband. She loves coffee, reading fantasy, and writing about people who kiss and cuss.
“Hunting puts her own sexy spin on the classic fairy-tale” – Booklist
Starry-Eyed Love, an all-new laugh out loud romantic comedy with off the charts chemistry and all the feels from New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting, is available now!
Charming, hilarious, and emotional, Starry-Eyed Love is Helena Hunting at her very best!
Having just broken up with her boyfriend, London Spark is not in the mood to be hit on. Especially not when she’s out celebrating her single status with her sisters. So when a very attractive man pays for their drinks and then slips her his number, she passes it right back to him with a ‘thanks, but no thanks’. As the business administrator for their family’s event hotel, the Spark House, London has more important things to worry about, like bringing in new clientele.
As luck would have it, a multi-million-dollar company calls a few months later asking for a meeting to discuss a potential partnership, and London is eager to prove to her sisters, and herself, that she can land this deal. Just when she thinks she has nailed her presentation, the company’s CEO, Jackson Holt, walks in and inserts himself into the meeting. Not only that, but he also happens to be the same guy she turned down at the bar a few months ago.
As they begin to spend more time together, their working relationship blossoms into something more. It isn’t until their professional entanglements are finally over, that London and Jackson are finally ready to take the next step in their relationship. But between Jackson’s secretive past and London’s struggle with her sisters, London must question where she really stands – not just with Jackson, but with the Spark House, too.
My stomach does a flip-flop as our server moves on to another table and the hot guy slides across the bench seat and rises. He’s tall, must be over six feet, and lean. Broad shoulders that taper down to a narrow waist. I glance at his feet and notice his scuffed running shoes. He rolls his shoulders back and crosses over to our table. He nods to my sisters, but doesn’t really look at them, his eyes on me. Now that he’s right in front of me, I notice they’re a deep mossy-green color, reminding me of a Colorado forest. “Hi.” A slow smile forms as his gaze moves over my face. I feel it like a gentle caress and heat travels through my veins. It’s an unexpected reaction, so my own “hi” comes out rather breathily. “Thank you for the drinks and the food. You really didn’t need to do that.” His grin widens, showing off perfectly straight, white teeth. “Well, I wanted to make a good impression, and have an excuse to come over and talk to you.” Harley squeezes my leg under the table. I don’t risk looking at her because I’m sure she’s smiling like a loon. “You certainly did that. Make a good impression, I mean.” Why am I so awkward right now? And why does it feel like this man is sucking all the oxygen out of the room and turning my brain cells into mush? That gets me another smile. “I wanted to apologize if it seemed like I was staring. I hope I haven’t made you uncomfortable.” I touch my fingers to my lips and resist the urge to play with my hair, but just barely. Why does this man make me feel like a starry-eyed high school girl? “You haven’t made me uncomfortable.” “Good. That’s very good.” His tongue drags across his bottom lip. “I just needed to tell you that from across the room, you were beyond stunning, but up close.” He lets out a low whistle. “You are an absolute work of art.” I fight with my eyebrows not to rise. This guy has all the lines. “Oh, really?” I lace my fingers together and set my chin on them. “The kind of art you might hang in your living room?” “Bedroom, actually.” I laugh. I can’t decide if this guy is too smooth for his own good. Or mine. I have to wonder how many times he’s dropped these lines on other women and they’ve ended up in his bed as a result. “That sound is music to my ears,” he says, his white-toothed smile still in place. “I knew I’d be kicking myself if I didn’t come over here and at least say hello.” He slides a small piece of paper across the table, roughly the size of a business card. “I’m going to leave my number, and maybe if you’re interested, I can take you out for a drink, or dinner, or a hot air balloon ride.” I can see exactly where this will go if I take that card from him. And while getting into bed with a random, attractive man might be fun, I know it’s not the right thing for me. Before I can really consider what I’m doing, or fully absorb the last part, I put a hand out to stop him. “I’m very flattered, but I have to be honest with you. I won’t call you. I have a boyfriend.” The lie tastes sour on my tongue. Although, had it been three days earlier, it would have been the truth. Avery does some kind of cough-choke thing, and I kick her under the table and get Harley on the back swing. His smile falters for a moment, but he doesn’t break eye contact. “That’s disappointing, but unsurprising. I didn’t see a ring, so I’d hoped maybe luck was on my side.” He tips his head to the side. “Is it serious?” “Pardon me?” “You and this boyfriend, are you two serious?” This guy is unbelievable. “And if we are?” “Hmm.” He withdraws his hand and slips the paper in his pocket. “I’d hate for karma to pass judgment on me and get in the way of our future together, so I’m just going to hope I run into you again when you’re single. Have a lovely night, ladies.” He nods to my sisters and gives me one final lingering glance before he winks. “Thank you for existing.” And then he walks away.
Return to Spark House with this charming, sexy, slow-burn office romance. I loved the development of Jackson and London’s story. And that they had not one, but two meet-cutes!
Even though these two are pretty perfect for each other and wildly attracted, they keep things professional as Spark House partners with Holt Media for a promotion and London is planning a charity event for Jackson. It’s as these two get to know each other and I was waaay invested in them as a couple by the time they finally crossed the line to become more than colleagues.
Jackson and London really balanced each out nicely, and I thought that they handled the baggage each of them is carrying around from the past well as they worked it to solidify their romance.
I received a complimentary copy from NetGalley and voluntarily left a review.
About Helena Hunting
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy.
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Everyone knows the Bad Boys of Penwood University dominate campus life with their power to make or break anyone they want. Sadie Alexander never thought she’d end up on their radar. All she wanted was to escape her childhood, and Penwood was her ticket to a new life. But Theo Hudson, the number one Bad Boy and all-star football player, makes it clear he has his sights set on her.
She’d heard the stories, knew the warnings, yet Theo makes it impossible for her to run the other way. The harder she fights to keep her distance, the more determined he becomes to have her. But Sadie isn’t willing to risk everything she has worked so hard to achieve for a guy with a reputation.
The deeper Theo manages to slip into her life, the tighter Sadie gets wrapped up in the unraveling secrets around her.
In the end, Sadie is forced to answer one question…was he worth it?
I’m a sucker for a story when a guy who never wanted to commit before falls head over heels in love with a plucky heroine, and we definitely get that with Sadie and Theo in Wrong Side. Sadie is trying to escape a wretched mother by studying art at a small college that is not Harvard (seriously, her mom is so pretentious). But when she finds herself on the receiving end of rumors and on the popular mean girl’s bad side, football star Theo steps up as her personal protector.
There’s a really sweet development to their romance, and I enjoyed how they both opened up to one another. While Sadie was raised in the lap of luxury with cold, icy parents who hated her, Theo had an awful start to life, but found supportive and loving guardians — as different as their backgrounds are, they found common ground. And in Sadie, Theo found a reason to look forward.
That said, I am in the minority here because I liked this book, but I didn’t love this book. There is a major plot twist that I enjoyed, but I was left with too many questions afterward and things were glossed over with a passing sentence or two. I felt like the epilogue, while satisfying in visiting the future of Sadie and Theo’s relationship, was rushed. But those things aside, I found Wrong Side to be an entertaining college romance, a relatively quick and mindless escape to indulge in.
I received a complimentary copy and voluntarily left a review.
MEET THE AUTHOR HJ Bellus is a small town girl who loves the art of storytelling. When not making readers laugh or cry, she’s a part-time livestock wrangler that can be found in the middle of Idaho, shot gunning a beer while listening to some Miranda Lambert on her Beats and rocking out in her boots.
Reports of arguing with the TSA’s at the airport, three drunk grandmas, siblings fighting, a tooth fairy, two celebrities, one sunburned redhead, a wild blonde running the halls and one unexpected layover in San Francisco.
Enjoy your trip!
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I love these mutli-character novellas that Piper Rayne does. This time, we go on vacation to Hawaii with the Greene family, and this binge-able book covers crazy sunburn, wild grannies, cranky kids, a male Tooth Fairy (hilarious!), lots of chemistry between Fisher’s pal Cameron and one of Fisher’s sisters… and an epic tease for Xavier and Clara’s upcoming book. Seriously. Why leave us hanging like that?
I am so excited about what’s coming up next for the Greene family based on what happened on the Family vacation!
I received a complimentary copy and voluntarily left a review.
Meet Piper Rayne
Piper Rayne is a USA Today Bestselling Author duo who write “heartwarming humor with a side of sizzle” about families, whether that be blood or found. They both have e-readers full of one-clickable books, they’re married to husbands who drive them to drink, and they’re both chauffeurs to their kids. Most of all, they love hot heroes and quirky heroines who make them laugh, and they hope you do, too!
This summer was supposed to be an escape from the city and the demons lurking within it. Too bad the minute I arrive at the beach house I’m sharing with friends, the guy I swore I’d never talk to again in my life walks through the door.
Now I’m not only stuck hiding out from an ex who won’t leave me alone, but with someone who screwed me over before he could even be considered an ex.
That’s right, two years ago Campbell Whitlock double booked me on our fourth date. As in, had a girl show up to the table where he was feeding me off his own fork and barely disguising it as foreplay. Meanwhile, my head and heart had been completely on board to make our relationship more serious.
But a leggy blonde foiled that plan, and I’ve hated him on sight since. The ex-Marine turned millionaire restauranteur didn’t even have the decency to follow me with an apology as I ran out of his own establishment.
It’s just my luck that I’m forced to room right next door to my nemesis, who couldn’t be acting more like a saint if he tried. And then the impossible happens; my ex hunts me down to deliver loaded threats and the fear I thought I’d left behind in Manhattan. Who is the only person to witness it? Campbell, of course.
His apology tour apparently extends to offering himself up as my fake boyfriend to scare off my stalker. While the plan is moronic and means having to spend more time with him, the danger I feel is real. Having a hulking, intimidating boyfriend, fake or not, might be exactly what I need.
With every passing day, pretend date, emotional gaze and midnight run-in, our relationship starts to feel less like a deal and more like something very similar to the connection I thought we had years ago. Even though I promised myself I’d never give him a second chance.
But what happens when the person protecting me starts to feel like the one I want to trust forever?
And how will I recover if his favor was done only to gain forgiveness, instead of a chance at falling in love?
Now that I have finished Kiss and Fake Up, I love the cover of this book even more! It perfectly captures everything that I love about Campbell and Heather! This book is set at the same Hamptons beach house as Love at First Fight, and has crossover characters, but Campbell and Heather’s fake relationship story is a standalone.
I really disliked Campbell after reading the prologue where he double books Heather on a date. How was Carrie Aarons going to make me like him? Seriously, not even halfway through the first chapter, I was hooked on this guy. He puts forth a tough exterior, but he is a troubled soul somewhat adrift. Lonely from a lack of love in his childhood, a failed Navy SEAL, cocky to cover up his vulnerability…. YES, PLEASE!
So two years after their failed attempt at dating, Heather and Campbell are spending the summer at their friends’ Montauk beach house. For Heather, it’s more than just a summer at the beach since she had a horrible breakup with a controlling ex. Who is now stalking her. Campbell offers to be her fake boyfriend for the summer to get her ex to back off, but he has an ulterior motive: He knows he made a mistake with her two years ago and is hoping that he can get back in her good graces and get a second chance to date her.
They fall into an easy routine as the lines of their fake relationship get blurry, and it’s not long before Campbell realizes that despite being a declared bachelor, a life with Heather wouldn’t be so bad. But can he convince Heather that his feelings for her are real? Will the danger of her crazy ex-boyfriend cast a shadow over any future they might have together?
I really adored this couple and how close they grew. How sweet he was of her when she needed him to play nurse. How much she realized she had the wrong impression of him and Campbell was so much more than the cocky restaurant owner he presents to the rest of the world. I devoured this book, and can see myself cracking it open again this summer because it is a perfect beach read complete with wonderful characters and a happily ever after.
I received an advanced copy and voluntarily left a review.
Meet Carrie Aarons
Author of romance novels such as Fool Me Twice and Love at First Fight, Carrie Aarons writes books that are just as swoon-worthy as they are sarcastic. A former journalist, she prefers the love stories of her imagination, and the athleisure dress code, much better.
When she isn’t writing, Carrie is busy binging reality TV, having a love/hate relationship with cardio, and trying not to burn dinner. She lives in the suburbs of New Jersey with her husband, two children and ninety-pound rescue pup.
𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐎! 
Narrated by Sebastian York and Maxine Mitchell!!
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