Genres: Contemporary Romance
Dear Mister…**strike out** no, too formal.
Hey there sweet cheeks *strike out* no, too forward.
To whom it may concern,
Full disclosure; before we move forward with this email, I would like it to be known that I have consumed an adequate amount of alcoholic beverages to intoxicate myself tonight. Three margaritas, two shots, and one beer—because it was free.
I think it’s important to be open and honest with your co-workers, don’t you?
So here I am, being honest. Drunk but honest. Or just drunk with lust? You decide.
I like you so much it’s clouding my judgment and making me do things I never would sober. Like write this letter.
I have a hopeless, foolish, schoolgirl crush on you when you are the last person on earth I should be falling for. Did you know people around the office call you a sadist? An egomaniac. An insensitive, arrogant prick. Your bark is worse then your bite, and you don’t scare me. The fact is, I’d love that bite of yours to nip at my bare skin while we’re both wearing nothing but sheets.
For once I want you to look at me as more than one of your employees.
And as long as we’re being honest, that navy blue suit you wear? With the crisp white shirt? It really makes me want to loosen your tie and show you who’s boss.
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Holy goodness. This book totally did it for me. I laughed, I cried, I wish I could have bought the t-shirt. It’s not just that two incredibly fun and talented authors penned this book. It’s more to the point that not only can you feel and see their individual and collective senses of humor come through in Peyton, but also that you get to live vicariously through Peyton. Have you ever wondered what would happen if you just took the leap and reached out to your crush? Peyton is certainly feisty and she’s got a set of lady balls on her. So while Rome is super hot and all brooding alpha, she is his match and makes him and everyone else realize that he’s more that the boss who everyone kinda fear while they lust over him.
So we already know why I love Peyton. Let me pontificate just a bit on what I enjoyed so much about Rome. He initially comes off as quite the turd (but perfectly balanced by his best friend, Hunter). However, he has a vulnerable side, which he’s tried to shut down for a looooong time. I so thoroughly enjoy see these vulnerable aspects in characters. It humanizes them and allows you to relate to them on a different level.
The blended approach these ladies took to this story came off without a hitch. Unless you looked at the front cover, you would never know two authors wrote it. Speaks volumes to their collaboration and ability to write. But I guess what I liked most about the story was it’s originality and side of humor. Had I not had the honor of reviewing this book, I would be chasing Ney and Quinn down the road, begging them to take my money so I could get my hands on a copy. You won’t be disappointed.
And ladies? Bring me more Hunter, please…and soon. I heart him HARD!
I open the company messenger app on my phone and scroll through the executive names, knowing full well I’m about to break a policy. It’s the company’s phone, and the company’s app, and I’m about to use it for personal use. To flirt.
With my boss.
I close my eyes, find his name—next to it is a little, green dot, which means. . .
He’s on the app.
I’ve never talked to him live before so this is a huge step, but then again, it might be more fun to get his initial reactions to my comments.
Debating it for all but two seconds, I type out a message to him, making sure I’m signed on under my LSY persona.
HandsRomingMyBody: Hey you.
My text turns into a new message on the app and I wait on bated breath to see if he will respond. Nerves prickle up my spine, my fingers feeling numb, my mind playing mutiny with my heart just as little dots appear letting me know he’s typing.
Oh God, I don’t think I’ve been more excited.
Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.
She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog.
Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!