Published by Skyscape on April 5th 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Wingman rule number one: donÔÇÖt fall for a client.
After a career-ending accident, former NFL recruit Ian Hunter is back on campusÔÇöand heÔÇÖs ready to get his new game on. As one of the masterminds behind Wingmen, Inc., a successful and secretive word-of-mouth dating service, heÔÇÖs putting his extensive skills with women to work for the lovelorn. But when Blake Olson requests the services of Wingmen, Inc., Ian may have landed his most hopeless client yet.
From her frumpy athletic gear to her unfortunate choice of footwear, Blake is going to need a miracle if she wants to land her crush. At least with a professional matchmaker by her side she has a fighting chance. Ian knows that his advice and a makeover can turn Blake into another successful match. But as Blake begins the transformation from hot mess to smokinÔÇÖ hot, Ian realizes heÔÇÖs in danger of breaking his cardinal rule.ÔÇª
Meet the men behind Wingmen Inc┬á
Ian Hunter, ex NFL football player, with a huge heart and a giant, large, mega watt, smile 😉 He’s always been a┬áplayer off the field and on, so why not use his talents to better the world? It only makes sense, if one can’t play,┬áwhy not teach? So thats what Ian does, he teaches women how to get the man.
How to walk.
And yes, even text.
Some may call him a genius, but really, he’s just a regular guy, he puts his pants on one leg at a time just like┬áyou do, only his pants are designer, and his ego? Well, lets just say it matches the size of something else.
Just know, that if you need a wingman? He’s your guy.
Well, letÔÇÖs start off with full disclosure: I am a RVD #Fangirl.┬á Okay, now that weÔÇÖve gotten that out of the wayÔÇªletÔÇÖs talk about this book.┬á This book is an incredible and amazing storyline.┬á YouÔÇÖve got the athlete who had it all and lost it, but found another way to succeed.┬á Really original and the men at Wingman, Inc. are everything you could hope for: fun, cocky, intelligent, absolute mancandy.┬á Need I say more?
Ian Hunter is quite the interesting mix of manwhore, intelligent athlete, loyal friend, and entrepreneur.┬á HeÔÇÖs quite the businessman and is very successful, but most people will never know.┬á ThatÔÇÖs the beauty of Wingman, Inc; the level of discretion would never clue anyone on to what they do.┬á Sounds perfect, right?┬á Well, as you might expect, thereÔÇÖs always more than meets the eye.┬á Ian was on an alternate path in life until he was firmly knocked off of it (bye, bye NFL).┬á Well, itÔÇÖs happened againÔÇªhe was firmly on his new path until he met Blake.┬á Now, everything he knew has changed ÔÇô all his rules no longer matter because he has to have her.┬á Ian has such a high level of tenacity, but I love al of his layers.┬á I think his ability to reinvent himself is part of why I love him so much.
Awkward, snarky Blake.┬á She is able to completely deconstruct Ian without even┬átrying.┬á ThatÔÇÖs the beauty of the story; love sneaks in when you least expect it and it turns your life upside down.┬á SheÔÇÖs a bit clueless, a lot na├»ve, and a whole hell of a lot fun.┬á SheÔÇÖs just kind of perfect for Ian.┬á HeÔÇÖs kind of her fairy godfather, but all she really needed was a different sports bra to let her awesome shine.┬á In other words, she was already awesome. Ian just adjusted the outer layer so everyone else (ahemÔÇªother guysÔÇª) would be able to see it as well.
The story is written in typical Rachel fashion; she sucks you in and makes you fall in love with the characters.┬á I donÔÇÖt know how she does it, but everything feels fresh, new, and fun.┬á As usual, the secondary characters (LOVE Lex and Gabi.┬á I HOPE HOPE HOPE Lex gets his own book!!) have so much depth and excitement that you canÔÇÖt wait to read their stories.┬á I am so glad I picked up this book and beyond happy that Rachel continues to write her amazing stories.┬á I may have picked up the book because Rachel wrote it, but I devoured the story because the plot was run, the writing was great, and I loved the characters.┬á What more can you ask for?!
ÔÇ£I know,ÔÇØ I said in a bored tone. ÔÇ£But remember, youÔÇÖre my client. IÔÇÖm helping you so you can help yourself.ÔÇØ
Shell frowned. ÔÇ£So you donÔÇÖt ever date your clients?ÔÇØ
No, because all of my clients were in love with someone else, and I didnÔÇÖt have time to play the hero. I almost┬áalways created a catastrophe that their crush had to save them from, solidifying that relationship and breaking┬áthem away from whatever hero worship they had of me. It made sense, if you really thought about it. The┬áwomen I dealt with were so starved for male attention that they had a hard time telling the difference between┬ámy acting and actual feelings. ItÔÇÖs why I always made my rules very clear.
ÔÇ£Never,ÔÇØ I said, keeping my voice crisp. ÔÇ£Shell, sweetheart. IÔÇÖm going to e-mail you the schedule for the next┬áweek. Let me know if you have any issues, but no phone calls, do you understand?ÔÇØ
She nodded slowly.
ÔÇ£Only texts and e-mails. We donÔÇÖt talk on the phone. And if you see me around campus, you donÔÇÖt know me.
Outside of our business arrangement, weÔÇÖre strangers. And if anyone asks about┬áWingmen Inc.┬á.┬á.┬á.ÔÇØ
She sighed. ÔÇ£I know, I know. Give them the red card with the Superman logo on the front and the giant┬áW┬áon┬áthe back.ÔÇØ
I winked. Our cards were genius. They just looked like stupid Superman cards, when, really, the message was┬áon the back. The message was always in the details people rarely paid attention to. ÔÇ£Great.ÔÇØ Standing, I held┬áout my hand. ÔÇ£Seven days is all I need.ÔÇØ
She glanced over at the barista, who was still blatantly shooting daggers in our direction. ÔÇ£I hope youÔÇÖre right.ÔÇØ
With an eye roll, I pulled her in for a quick kiss on the lips and whispered, ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm never wrong.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£You smell spicy.ÔÇØ
Aw, how cute, a compliment. Maybe IÔÇÖll only need six days. After all, one of the days was completely dedicated┬áto learning how to stroke a manÔÇÖs ego. Look how fast my little grasshopper was learning!
ÔÇ£Thanks.ÔÇØ I placed my hand on the small of her back and guided her out of the coffee shop.
ÔÇ£Bye, Ian.ÔÇØ She walked toward a red Honda and hopped in. Damn, IÔÇÖd had her pegged as a green Jetta type of
girl. Well, canÔÇÖt win ÔÇÖem all.
The minute I jumped into my Range Rover, my phone rang.
ÔÇ£How was she?ÔÇØ Lex yawned on the other end of the phone. I imagined he was probably shit-deep in e-mails,┬ásince it was two weeks after New YearÔÇÖs, meaning everyone with a pulse had just created New YearÔÇÖs┬áresolutions to change their lives. ÔÇ£Because your waiting list is hella long, and if sheÔÇÖs not a good fit, I have┬áanother girl that offered to pay me in sexual favors to move her to the top.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Cross her off,ÔÇØ I barked. ÔÇ£If she knows how to give favors, she knows how to get her own damn man.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Noted.ÔÇØ Lex chuckled darkly.
I made a mental note to make sure he actually checked her off the list rather than making fake promises just so┬áhe could get his rocks off.
ÔÇ£Oh,ÔÇØ Lex said, ÔÇ£and Gabi says if you donÔÇÖt make it tonight for dinner, sheÔÇÖs going to glue your hand to your┬ápenis. Though she was much more graphic.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Always is.ÔÇØ I grinned. ÔÇ£Text her and let her know IÔÇÖm on my way.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Done.ÔÇØ He hung up.
I didnÔÇÖt pick this life. ItÔÇÖs not like I woke up one morning and went,┬áWow,┬áwouldnÔÇÖt it be so badass to help dowdy┬áwomen get the guy?┬áAnd before you stomp off in a huff, look at the facts. Almost 60 percent of women marry┬ádown, meaning most women go for a man with the dad bod. The guy who is more than likely going to make┬áless than them; never work out; eat hot dogs for breakfast, lunch, and dinner; and, letÔÇÖs face it, need Viagra by┬áage forty.
All it takes is a simple Internet search to get the facts.
Women are, by nature, insecure creatures, and if by the tender age of thirty-five they havenÔÇÖt settled down,┬átheyÔÇÖll most likely marry the guy with the unfortunate bald spot and a heart of gold.
And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that.
ItÔÇÖs kind of like when you go to the pound and pick the dog with the lazy eye because you feel sorry for it and┬áyou know without a doubt that bastard will never stray.
So whatÔÇÖs the difference between settling and settling?
The first type of settling is cute. The dog with the lazy eye, or in this case, the man, really is whatÔÇÖs best for the┬ágirl. A match made in heaven. TheyÔÇÖre the couples you see holding hands while you wonder if the girlÔÇÖs legally┬áblind. ItÔÇÖs the hot tall mom and the short dad. The sorority girl and the guy with the beer gut. The cheerleader┬áand the science nerd.
For some reason, the universe accepts this. I accept this.
What I donÔÇÖt accept? The insecure type of settling,┬ádesperate in nature.
Granted, thatÔÇÖs rarer.
But getting more and more common.
ItÔÇÖs when a girl never reaches her own potential, thus, settling for less than what sheÔÇÖs worth. ItÔÇÖs the quiet girl┬áwho was never taught how to wear makeup. The chubby girl who eats her feelings but has a hilarious┬ápersonality, who should by all means be paired with the quarterback.
ItÔÇÖs the matches who never find one another.