by Poppy Dunne
Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
by Poppy Dunne
Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
I've spent seven nights cooped up in this five star hotel, sleeping on 1000 thread count sheets and working sixteen hours a day. At least room service is covered under my expense account. But all work and no play leaves a girl dateless for her brother's wedding.
Prospects aren't totally bleak, though. Four meals a day, I get to drool over this sexy room service guy: he's got a perfect body, easy smile, and a sense of humor that has me snorting over my personal pizza. He's all that and a bag of chips. Specifically, the jumbo bag of ranch barbecue chips that I ordered for breakfast out of desperation on Day Four.
I finally found the courage to 'accidentally' let my bathrobe slip, and ask him to be my plus one at my brother's wedding. So maybe I had to offer him a little money. So what? There's no way I can face my family, make my ex rue the day he left me, or screw off this work stress without his helping hand.
But what happens when I find myself falling for my fake, paid-for boyfriend? Judging by the comped mozzarella sticks he brought me for breakfast, maybe there's a chance he's falling for me too?
I received an advanced copy of this book with the promise of an honest review.
Alex is in NYC for business and for her brother's wedding. As much as she loves and adores her brother and future sister in law, the rest of her family and her douchey ex boyfriend who also happens to be the bride's cousin are about to make the wedding weekend miserable. Luckily for Alex the man delivering her room service, Ben, is gorgeous and is free to be her boyfriend for the weekend. What could go wrong?
Turns out the answer to that question is not that much. Sure there are some speed bumps along the way thanks to her crazy, god awful family and super creepy ex boyfriend, but it turns out that Ben is a wonderful person and the chemistry between Alex and Ben is not only HOT, but playful.
“Ben,” I gasp, crying his name over and over as I ride him to my climax.
My body seems to fracture under the weight of the orgasm. I drag my nails down his shoulders as I moan, losing control of his name, my name, the whole goddamn English language as I come. The room goes upside down, the picture exploding as I come longer—and louder—than I ever have before. Ben throws me backward onto the bed, and with a last few thrusts, cries out as he finishes. Then we’re lying there, both of us panting for breath.
Jesus, even though he’s big enough to be crushing me, under Ben Williams is exactly where I want to be right now.
Eventually, we disentangle ourselves and lie back in bed, the sheets twisted and twined around us. Nothing beats looking out at a hazy, wintry New York City skyline when you’ve been freshly banged and are hovering on a cloud of good endorphins.
“How do you feel?” I ask Ben.
He waves his hand—so-so. But he also grins, the enormous, sexy asshole that he is. I swat at him and steal a kiss.
“I think that was good calisthenics.” His eyes scan down my body. “You’ve got to work off those mozzarella sticks somehow.”
“Oh?” I prop myself up on an elbow. “You want to be my personal trainer now?”
“Personal trainer. Room server extraordinaire. Hired date. Sex god.” He ticks all the titles off on his fingers. “Yeah, I’ll add one more position to the list.”
About five good ‘position’jokes get into a car jam in my head, so I have to move on. Can’t pick just one.
“Think you’ll be up for another training session soon?” I ask, kissing down his body. And by ‘up,’I of course mean…well, hello. Something’s stirring already down south.
Ben drags me down and rolls on top of me. Yeah, he’s really ready already.
“I haven’t been like this since high school,” he says, kissing my jawline.
“If I made a room service joke right now, would it kill your hard on?” I ask. He stops and ponders.
“I went a little half mast at the thought,” he admits. Another pause. “But it’s back. Keep going.”
So I get service again. With a smile.
Gah! I loved these two so much. They may not have known each other very well, but they got along like gangbusters. Then they took the time to get to know the other person and found out that they actually liked each other. Ben not only played the role she needed him to play, but he also became a friend to Alex. And so much more than that.
This book was HILARIOUS. I started laughing in the first chapter and continued throughout the whole book. Her ridiculous family made me laugh, but also very thankful that I don't know anyone like that. While Alex herself is full of the comedy, there are plenty of delightful secondary characters that had me laughing and thankful that she had them to help get through the terrible weekend. And of course having been Ben there helped too. ;-)
I'm glad I took a chance on a new author. I look forward to reading future books from Poppy!
About the Author
Poppy writes books with relatable heroines who speak their minds and whose riotous inner dialogue reflects their complex characters. Her goal is to deliver a story that has equal parts heart, romance and humor. She loves writing characters who are relatable, especially heroines who remind readers of themselves. Her heroes are swoon worthy, yet hold on to your suspension of disbelief, because they pick up their own socks and cook.
In her free time, she looks for hobbies other than Netflix and procrastinating to fill out this author bio. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband and children.