How do you tell your best friend you had the best sex of your life with her brother in short term parking? Short answer - you don't.
I probably should have declined my bestie's invitation to spend the summer in England working at her family's castle-turned-hotel. But, dammit, it was either that or teach summer school math. Two doors down from my ex.
Obvious choice, right?
Except now I'm living within kissing distance of Jasper for the entire summer, and he's just as sweet and sexy as I remember. Unfortunately, I also remember he gave me the best orgasm of my life in short-term parking. And on the desk chair. Then the kitchen counter. Judging by the way he kisses me, he remembers too.
Clearly, the best solution is:
a)Avoid him at all costs;
b) Sneak into Jasper's room and bring a little Atlanta heat to the UK; OR
c) Fall for him. Hard.
I'm not going to choose C. Almost definitely.
Well written. Humorous. All the characters were witty and likable.
Romance without a malevolent threat. Low conflict, not dark like some...lighthearted.
I managed to finish. But man, it was rough. I didn’t love either of the MCs. Their communication skills were offer and when communication finally did happen, it was a dumpster fire. I would have liked that Bea was apparently on the thicker side, if all of her embracing of her body didn’t also come with fat phobia comments like “I love the dress even if it’s a UK size 16”. I mean imagine if it were a US 16–the horror! I get we all have insecurities, but comments like this by an author feel like a dig to those of us who are that size or bigger.
There were more problematic things. But I’ll leave it there. I just really didn’t care for this and barely managed to finish at a skim pace.
Slow. Only made it half way