⭐️⭐️⭐️ three stars -
This is a tough one… I really struggled with the rating for this, but decided to land at three stars.
What are my reasons? It’s good, it annoyed the heck out of me in parts, it has a solid ending where I felt the romance, but it definitely feels like a tale from a two person author duo; and most definitely reads like a story that two completely different people wrote…..
I picked this book up because the premise intrigued me - good time party guy meets reserved career gal. The beginning of the story started off interestingly enough, and I was ready to settle in and be entertained, and that mostly did happened.
Truth be told, and in full-on whisper confession mode, I was a club rat back in the day, and I was amused by the story line, which takes place at the club scene in NYC. I was annoyed by a few inconsistencies with reality, but no one that’s not a former, aging club rat would even notice - haha.
That being said, minus the glaring liberties with club life at a hot “It Club”, I did enjoy this part of the tale, and I especially enjoyed it because I absolutely know (or knew) guys like Jude, our hero, and could absolutely picture him; right down to the strong, spicy cologne, the sly calculating grin, and the metrosexual hot guy dark clothing - a Manhattan staple ha. It was fun to relive some of those memories for me, from the outside looking back, and when he wasn’t a huge annoying d$*k, I mostly looked past it, cause players gotta play.
Mostly though, I was completely flummoxed as to why a supposedly intelligent woman never saw through his total bs - his tired lines and well-crafted playbook. She not only overlooks his player vibe, but she goes with it and gives him pass after pass to walk all over her. This beginning part of the book was not fun to read. It’s like the tales of the desperate and dateless, and it’s sad to watch her throw herself at this obvious ladies man. Why she continues to sleep with him when one night stands upset her, is just stupid. He doesn’t even give her a thought, and the reader is left shouting at their kindle, “get some self respect gf!”.
This almost made it to a dnf, but I persevered as I decided to skip over Jude’s convos with his siblings (super boring and pointless), and cut to scenes where the H and h were actually interacting outside of the bedroom. There weren’t many of these scenes, so that kept it a quicker read.
The main reason this book earns a three star rating (instead of two the first half definitely deserves) is due to the fact that the book changes during and after the Vegas scene; at about the 55% mark. I’m convinced that the other writer (different from whomever wrote the beginning) stepped in and finished this.
It all comes together much more romantically during and after the Vegas setting, and I actually started to enjoy the story more as the romance it’s intended to be, and mostly enjoyed the latter half of the book.
I definitely enjoyed how the book wrapped up, and I felt that Jude became a different H at the end, and actually manned up and fought for our h, which I’m always a sucker for.
Overall, not my favorite romance, would not read again, but the ending was cute. I got a tiny patter with the big romantic gesture, but nothing too crazy, as I was not crazy about the H for most of this.
Loved the epilogue, and it’s always nice when the player finally meets his lady - not all of them do, so when loves strikes the least likely, you’ve always got to cheer.
Three solid stars, and three cheers for all the line jumping, player spotting, champagne guzzling, restroom bonding sisters out there ✌️