This review will container SPOILERS so read at your own risk!
First of, I am SOOO tired of authors ruining their own work to incorporate crap that has no relevance to the story but only ruins it! Apparently this is this author’s MO and this is my first & last by her.
So this started really good with 2 MCs that I liked and zinged with chemistry! It had humor (Hello Granny!) and a slow burn which is my fave. But where it ruined it for me is the equal amount of storytelling that focused on Hero & his dead ex.
First of though, the backstory. Evie (heroine) on the eve of her wedding to her Fiancée found out he was cheating on her with her BFF. Instead of kicking the asshole to the curb, she decides to go through with the wedding the next day and marry him – only for her to humiliate him & her ex BFF afterwards by showing everyone the video of him & OW having sex the night before. THEN she decides to annul the marriage! Huh?!! WHY did she have to marry him in the first place? She learned this the night before. She could have humiliated him at the church service and then walked away from the douche, not marry him!
Then we have the Hero… Unlike heroine who is not obsessed with her ex and completely over him, he on the other hand is not and this is why it ruined it for me.
From the start, we get his POV about his romance with the dead ex fiancée. How he met her, what attracted him to her, how hot he was for her, how he pursued her, etc. Chapter after chapter, we get his life with her of when he met her in College and pursued her, to how they became business partners, lovers, engaged couple and eventually their ending.
The OW was someone he fell hard in love with from first sight. She was a complicated character who had trust & abandonment issues but with beauty & brains. He worked hard to pursue & catch her. We are shown that he loved her and how heartbroken he was to find out she had cheated on him, but also given an excuse as to why she cheated when she loved him – not OM. He stayed by her bedside for MONTHS knowing she cheated on him and unable to leave her side. Then he learns the OW is pregnant and decides it’s his kid because OM said they used a condom each time - but he & OW did not! (Good to know! Not!).
Then we learn the kid was not his after she is born and OW dies. So as that wasn’t enough, author then decides to incorporate more crap by having Hero involved in said kid’s life because apparently she looks exactly like the dead ex and he has a connection & love for the kid as he still thinks of her as his. He only found out OW was pregnant when she was in a coma and he never asked for proof that the kid was his. He just assumed based on OM telling him they always wrapped it up. So he fell in love with the kid inside the comatose OW womb? He only got to meet his "daughter" and hold her only once right after she was born. 🙄 Please give me a break with this stupidity. My brain cells can't take it anymore. Lol.
What’s sad about this is that if you take all that crap away that I just mentioned, the romance between the H & h was amazing. They worked as a couple. They oozed with chemistry. They had fun together. They laughed, talked and had hot sex. They matched in every way. But by Author incorporating all that backstory about the OW who she made her out to be someone special of a sort, it unfortunately took everything that worked between the MCs away because as a reader I never felt he was over the OW. It was never distinguished how his feelings were different (more deep & special) for heroine then for the OW. He didn’t hate OW once he found out she cheated. He was deeply hurt & angry yes, but he still stayed by her side till the end and mourned her for years and even stayed in her kid’s life when he should have walked away. So that tells me that the OW was the love of his life, not heroine.
“What did you have for dinner?”
“Dinner? Nothing. I haven’t eaten yet.”
“Good. Neither did my Everly. She’s still in the office, so take her to grab a bite. And be nice. You’ve been giving her a hard time, and I know it. I can tell even though she covers for your sorry ass.”
I looked up and locked eyes with Evie. “How can you tell she’s lying about me being nice?”
“She oversold it—called you delightful. We both know that’s a load of crap. Now, are you going to do this for me or not?”
“Don’t you have some fourteenth cousin to bug?”
“Yes, and he might be going in my will if you use that tone with me much longer. Oh, and while you’re at dinner, give Everly the name of a bulldog lawyer. She needs one.”
“Goodbye, Grams.”
“Later, masturbater.”
The phone went dead, and I pulled it away from my ear and shook my head at it. “Aren’t people supposed to mellow in their old age?”
“Not Kitty, and she’d kick your ass if she heard you refer to her as old.”
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“I’m starving and broke. Plus, I have questions about the hierarchy here at the company and the structure of compensation. I’d like to understand where all the different pressures come from.”
“What if I say it’s not appropriate for us to have dinner?”
She rolled her eyes. “You’ve seen me in my bra, and you told me you hired me because I was the least-competent person. Plus, this is a business meal, not for pleasure. You’re not my type.”
I felt oddly offended. “Why not?”
“Because you have a penis. At least I assume you do. And I haven’t forgiven your kind for all the wrongs they’ve caused.”
I couldn’t help but crack a smile. “Good. You’re not my type either.”
She batted her eyelashes. “Not into hot girls who are batshit crazy?”
I grinned. “Definitely not.”
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Hero’s POV of first time he met OW:
The woman looked at me. She wasn’t smiling, but I could see it lurking at the corner of her lips and in the sparkle in her eyes. She tilted her head. “And how’s your dick?”
I shrugged. “Spectacular. You want to see it?” Her smile peeked through. “Maybe later. I’ll take all your money first.”
I might’ve been willing to hand my wallet to this girl right now, if that was all it was going to take. She had fire red hair, pale skin, and a few freckles on her perky little nose. Not to mention, the green tank top she had on made it impossible to not stare. “Sounds like a plan to me,” I said. “Except I’m pretty sure I’ll be the one taking the money tonight.”
Her smile widened. “Would you like to wager on that?”
I rubbed my bottom lip with my thumb. “I’ll give you the hundred if you win. But if I win, I want a kiss.”
Amelia’s eyes sparkled. “Deal. Let’s play.”
“I should at least get the kiss I bet since you already fucked me.”
“You didn’t earn it.”
“Let me earn it a different way,” I said. “Go out with me?”
She plucked the bills from my hand and tucked them into her front jeans pocket. “No thanks.”
“Why not?”
“That would be too easy for you.” She picked up her purse and pulled the strap over her head so it laid diagonally across her body. “But I’ll give you a consolation prize.”
“What’s that?”
“You can watch me walk out.” She turned and strutted toward the door, yelling back over her shoulder. “My ass is even better than my tits.”
She wasn’t wrong. But I was still confused as shit about what had gone down this evening. “Wait. What do I have to do to get you to go out with me?”
She stopped with her hand on the door but never looked back. “Now if I told you that, anything you did would be considered easy, wouldn’t it? Goodnight, Merrick.”
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Let me take a look.”
I shook my head. “I’m just going to leave it.”
Merrick put his hands on his hips. “You’d rather leave a piece of glass in your ass than have me see a little skin? Pretend you’re wearing a bathing suit. Then strangers see half your ass.”
“I’d rather strangers see my whole ass than you see part of it.”
Merrick thumbed over his shoulder. “There’s an overpass a few miles away with a bunch of people living in tents. You want me to go get one of them to examine your cheek?”
I narrowed my eyes. “It’s not funny. This is all your fault, you know.”
“Would it make you feel better if I showed you my ass first?”
I tapped my finger to my lip. “Maybe?”
The corner of Merrick’s lip twitched. “Sounds like you have things under control.”
I squinted. “Just shut up and look at my ass.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
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“How’s Kitty?” I asked.
“The nurse told me that right before she went under the anesthesia, she asked the doctor if he could fix her up to be like a fifteen-year-old virgin again.”
I covered my mouth and laughed. “She’s such a trip.”
“I think it’s probably funnier when she isn’t your grandmother.”