Blurb: “Fake it till you make it.”
A notion I once considered utterly ridiculous. Until one crazy night with a mysterious man resulted in a social media frenzy that had the entire entertainment industry talking. Seems a fake marriage was just what my career needed to make Hollywood come knocking.
Convincing him to continue the charade was almost too easy. The chemistry between us made it impossible to keep my hands to myself. But it was all just pretend, right? Love was never in the script.
That is, until he re-wrote it.
13 Reasons You Should Stay:
- I’m crazy about you
- I make you laugh
- You totally dig me
The first thing I noticed were his eyes. Bottle green with the tiniest flecks of copper scattered throughout, and when the light hit them just right, those flecks sparkled in the most intriguing way. His shaggy caramel-blond hair stuck up in all directions, as if he’d been running his fingers through it all day, and the longer I stared, the more I found myself wanting to do the same thing. Tattoos circled both of his wrists, and his ears were pierced and adorned in black onyx. He had a smile that could simultaneously melt your heart and panties. Everything about him screamed male model, and if he wasn’t, then he sure as hell should be. He was that gorgeous. The bar was packed, and he was seated close. So close his muscular thigh pressed tightly against mine, making it impossible to ignore his presence. Not that I wanted to or anything.
By the time I finished examining him, I looked up and found his pouty lips were puckered as if he was deep in thought. Either that or he was thinking about kissing me. Yeah, I knew we hadn’t been formally introduced, but I’d definitely consider kissing those lips. His gaze was intense, and it roamed my entire body, slowly, as if he were cataloging every detail for later when he was alone and naked in the shower. The thought of him naked, alone or otherwise, excited me.
“No one special.” I fidgeted in my seat. “Old boyfriend.”
“If you ask me, he’s a dumbass for letting you get away. You’re much prettier than candy.”
Another blush heated my cheeks as I shook my head and responded, if only to keep him talking, “Ahh, but you haven’t seen this particular piece of candy.”
“Don’t need to. He gave you up. In my book, that’s reason enough to achieve asshole status.” He winked and tipped his glass to mine. “But, thanks to his assholery, you’re here with me. So… to assholes.”
Okay. He was definitely flirting.
Review: Well…what can I say about this, other than it is a pretty good in-between read, not to mention, this is book 2 in The List series and of course I didn’t read book 2. This isn’t one of the “you must read this in order to read that” situations. It is clear that you can read each as a standalone and that works for me.
Anyway, I enjoyed the story. It isn’t original, but it is definitely done well. I effing LOVE Hawk…Sophie, not so much. I know a lot of people couldn’t care less if a character is likable or not, and honestly, it doesn’t make or break a book for me most of the time and in this case, I didn’t mind Sophie, I just didn’t like her and found her annoying AF. She is too needy and naive, and for the life of me, I don’t understand how having a fake boyfriend/husband makes you more attractive to Hollywood execs?? In what world do sex and scandal not sell and make you more attractive? Erm…Kim K. is worth billions because she rocked Ray J’s mic people HELLLLOOOO!!
Overall, it is probably a good 3.5 stars. I like it enough to say go for it, just be prepared for the typical insta-love romance novel.
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