Genres: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
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Hot, hilarious, feel-good romance from the USA Today Bestselling author of Magnificent Bastard.
I was her first love, and IÔÇÖm going to be her lastÔÇª
On paper, IÔÇÖve got it allÔÇögood looks, good friends, a killer business, and gorgeous women throwing themselves at me from every corner of the globe. But I still canÔÇÖt get one woman out of my f*cking head.
Her. Adeline Klein, the sexiest little smart ass in wire-rimmed glasses and a polka-dot bikini to ever bring a man to his knees.
God, she was somethingÔÇª.
But IÔÇÖm pretty sure she hates me. IÔÇÖve tried to track her down, but itÔÇÖs like she dropped off the face of the earth. Then one day there she isÔÇöstranded on the side of the road, waiting for rescue, like Fate has arranged for me to be her knight in shining armor all over again.
Only she would clearly prefer to kick me in the balls. Or the face. Or maybe the balls and the face simultaneously. But do I let that keep me from making her come on the slopes or dampen the fire that flares between us every time we touch?
No way. Because some thingsÔÇölike sweet, wounded women with hearts of gold and souls of pure platinumÔÇöare worth fighting for.
Meant For You is a steamy Standalone second chance romance with a swoony HEA.
It was a bit surprised by this book. ┬áYes, it’s a second chance romance, but there was a huge unexpected paranormal aspect to it that threw me a bit for a loop. ┬áI’m not much of a paranormal person so unfortunately it was a bit of a detractor. ┬áBUT, that’s just me.
While I didn’t immediately connect with Addie, I certainly had the feels for Nate. ┬áMy heart did break for Addie, but I wanted her to grow a pair of lady balls at times. ┬áBute Nate? ┬áI think he was a good guy and trying to do his best in the worst kind of situation.
They met young and were at the mercy of their parents. ┬áHowever, as adults when they reconnect by chance (or was it fate?), they certainly have more control over the path their lives can take.
While I did like the writing and really enjoy the author’s other books, I think I felt as though the story had too many tangents. ┬áIt certainly won’t turn me off of her future books, but I hope there’s no more paranormal/spirits without it being mentioned in the synopsis.
Seconds later, I land flat on my back with an oof thatÔÇÖs echoed by the sled as it slaps down a few feet away and shivers across the snow to spin in a lazy circle near a very large rock. IÔÇÖm staring at the rock, thinking about how much worse things would be right now if IÔÇÖd fallen on it instead of the snow, and silently thanking the gods of sledding that IÔÇÖm alive, when I hear a male voice shoutÔÇöÔÇ£Fuck! Shit! Shit!ÔÇØ
ÔÇöfrom somewhere overhead.
A moment later a steerable sled shoots off the ledge, soaring over my head to ram into a tree, splintering to pieces.
I flinch and cough, the breath rushing back into my lungs. IÔÇÖm trying to roll over, figuring IÔÇÖd better get up before my luck runs out and someone lands on top of me, when NateÔÇÖs head pops up above the snow bank. ÔÇ£Adeline! Are you okay? Are you hurt?ÔÇØ
My eyes narrow. ÔÇ£You.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Stay there, IÔÇÖll be right down,ÔÇØ he says, clearly not realizing that heÔÇÖs the last person I want to see while IÔÇÖm lying in the snow in a defeated heap.
ÔÇ£I donÔÇÖt need help,ÔÇØ I call out, but I donÔÇÖt try to get up again. IÔÇÖve already embarrassed myself enough in front of Nate. I refuse to give him the satisfaction of seeing me wallow around in a snowdrift like an artic walrus.
In what feels like no time, heÔÇÖs found his way down to the scene of my humiliation and fallen to his knees beside me. ÔÇ£Just lie still.ÔÇØ The concern on his face as he tugs off his gloves is almost funny. Too bad IÔÇÖm not in the mood to laugh anymore. ÔÇ£I have first aid training. Not a lot, but enough to see if anythingÔÇÖs broken. Can you tell me where it hurts?ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£It doesnÔÇÖt hurt,ÔÇØ I insist, still making no move to rise. ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm fine. You can leave.ÔÇØ
He scowls, and his eyes flash the way they do when heÔÇÖs angry. Or turned on. Or maybe angrily turned on, though IÔÇÖve never personally seen him in that state. ÔÇ£You just sledded off a goddamned ledge, Adeline,ÔÇØ he says, voice rough. ÔÇ£And youÔÇÖre not moving.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£I donÔÇÖt feel like moving,ÔÇØ I say stubbornly. ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm enjoying a rest in the snow. So go away, Nate. Go, go, go away, and donÔÇÖt come back another day.ÔÇØ
His breath rushes out. ÔÇ£ThatÔÇÖs mature.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£Yeah? Well, screw mature,ÔÇØ I say, the heat in my tone surprising me. ÔÇ£I did mature. I did all the mature while you were off hitting keg parties. I donÔÇÖt have to do mature right now, and I donÔÇÖt have to talk to you. So go away!ÔÇØ
NateÔÇÖs jaw clenches and IÔÇÖm pretty sure heÔÇÖs about to lose his temper in a fashion unlike anything IÔÇÖve seen from him before.
Instead he leans in, wrapping his hands around my wrists, pinning them to the snow. ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm not going away,ÔÇØ he whispers inches from my lips, making my pulse spike. ÔÇ£Not until you let me get through to you, one way or another.ÔÇØ
ÔÇ£If you kiss me, IÔÇÖm going to bite you,ÔÇØ I warn, heart racing.
ÔÇ£Fine by me. I like it when you bite.ÔÇØ And then he kisses me. He kisses me hard and deep and my stupid body lights up like a California brush fire.
U.S.A. Today Bestselling author Lili Valente has slept under the stars in Greece, eaten dinner at midnight with French men who couldnÔÇÖt be trusted to keep their mouths on their food, and walked alone through MunichÔÇÖs red light district after dark and lived to tell the tale.These days you can find her writing in a tent beside the sea, drinking coconut water and thinking delightfully dirty thoughts.