Hired is an awesome book. Brooke’s friend is an escort and needs help with a client who wants a woman to spend a week with a famous hockey player to take his mind off the fact he’s been put in the “sin bin” for his bad behaviour on the ice. Brooke is training to be a nurse, and she’s sharing her friend’s place until she can save enough money to find a place of her own. So the dangling carrot of knowing she can earn one hundred thousand pounds just spending the week with a guy is too much to ignore. She can continue her studies, move out, settle her debts and more with that amount of cash.
She’s collected by a driver and taken to the airplane that will transport her to a week that changes her life. Logan is on the plane too, and he thinks he has to share the holiday destination with her because of a double booking. He’s big, he’s manly, and he’s a bad boy—but a bad boy hiding hurt and insecurities. And I loved that about him. There’s something about the way he is so big and Brooke is smaller that brings to mind the feeling of being protected by strength and maleness—that appealed to me a great deal. We all want that special hug that can erase all our worries, and the descriptions of Logan’s stature bring that feeling of being safe right to the surface while reading.
Brooke and Logan grow close, and she has to wrestle with the fact he doesn’t know she was hired to be with him. She tells herself, when she knows she’s falling in love with him, that she’ll forego the money, and it is only then she succumbs and makes love to him.
He’s tender, caring and utterly wicked between the sheets, and the erotic scenes are some of the best I’ve read. The first person perspective got me right into the scene, and I have to say here that I know some people don’t like first person, but please, give Lily Harlem a try because she’s a master at it, in my opinion.
A beautiful love story with “real” nuances that made the tale utterly believable. The end chapters—again, I won’t reveal anything—were excellent in how they showed Brooke’s emotions, and waiting for that happy ever after to arrive had me on the edge of my seat—or, more precisely, the edge of my mattress, because I stayed up until the early hours to finish Hired. I couldn’t sleep until I knew the outcome.