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236 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 21, 2013
“Please don’t say the f-word, and I don’t mean fuck.”This was a sweet little BBW romance with a superstar twist. Who doesn't dream of running into their celebrity crush and getting caught up in a whirlwind romance? This story features a ton of awkward (but endearing) humor and is told from the perspective of the heroine, complete with sassy inner-monologue...
“Okay. Not fat. We’ll call my ass… too wide for narrow minds.”
“Just be yourself,” I whispered to myself. “Except be more fucking charming and not weird. And stop talking to yourself.”Peaches runs a little bookstore in her home town, and at the age of twenty-two she's finally coming to terms with her body (which is curvier than most) and her personality (which lacks a brain to mouth filter). She's established the perfect quiet existence in her hometown until a stranger barges through the door of her bookstore and literally knocks her off her feet.
“Let's just be two souls tonight. Two souls who are made of stardust, and found their way back to each other, the way they were destined to.”He's the dreamy star of a TV Vampire drama and the object of every woman's fantasy - a certain roommate of our heroine even named her vibrator after him - and somehow the stars aligned to have him shooting a film in the same small town that Peaches grew up in...



"I wasn't always such a magnet for hot guys, but the secret of my awesomeness got out the day I met Dalton Deangelo.
I was standing on an old wooden stool, inside a bookstore.
The bells on the door jingled, and someone came rushing into the store, breathing heavily.
His hard, manly body impacted my soft thighs, and I fell, screaming, right into his arms.
And then, he opened his mouth and said the most captivating thing: "What kind of an idiot stands on a stool when there's a perfectly good ladder available?" {Good idea, just insult the woman. Never mind the fact that it's a perfectly good question and you literally just bumped into her so how the hell do you know there are any ladders available? And if you can see the ladders, why the fuck isn't she using one? And she think sthis is captivating BE STILL MY HEART, ASSHOLE HERO AS ORDERED.]
"Ladders are overrated." [So is this book]
He grinned, holding me in those amazingly strong arms. "You're a fun girl, aren't you?" [You're a condescending asshole, aren't you?]



“I’m the sassy best friend with the good advice and a soft shoulder to cry on. Now get off my porch before I break my foot off in your ass.”








