From the Publisher
"ROMEO ROMEO is a rollicking romance that's sure to please even the most discerning reader. Robin Kaye's flair for giving the mundane a dramatic twist brings every charactereven the dog!off the pages." - Romance Reader at Heart
"I think the thing I loved best about this novel is that the characters were totally real... If you're looking for a sweet, light, straight-up contemporary romance, I'd highly recommend this one. This is one novel I'll re-read again and again. " - The Book Binge
"Kaye's writing is a refreshing change from the typical contemporary romance. I highly recommend this read to all romance lovers." - I Just Finished Reviews
"Kaye's debut is a delightfully fun, witty romance, making her a writer to watch." - Booklist
"Wonderful Laugh Out Loud Humor, a sexy and precious love story with twists and turns until the very end. Do Not Miss This Treasure!!" - Single Titles
"The sparks between the hero and heroine light up the pages and create a believable motivation for them to work through the conflicts that get thrown their way. " - Alpha Heroes
"Overall this was a snappy, funny, vivid, and romantic story. I had a wonderful time reading it, and can't wait for Robin Kaye's next release." - All About Romance
"Reading Romeo, Romeo was like finding a new best friend... I am definitely keeping an eye out for Kaye's next novel!" - Love Romance Passion
"Robin Kaye is a wonderful author who has a fabulous writing style that sucks you in right from the beginning. "Romeo, Romeo" is a delightfully fun and romantic read that would have you wishing for a little Romeo in your life. " - Queue My Review
"If you enjoy fun lighthearted stories that incorporate a lot of humor with some more serious situations then be sure to pick up a copy of ROMEO, ROMEO you won't be disappointed. " - Romance Junkies
Debut author Kaye provides a pleasing romantic romp mixing Italian Brooklyn family values, hot sex and plenty of food. Gorgeous millionaire bachelor Nick Romeo and high-powered corporate turnaround expert Rosalie Ronaldi know what they want from each other: no strings, no heartbreak. When Rosalie falls seriously ill, their casual intentions are tested, though secrets and their mutual business interests threaten to derail the budding romance. Nick, at times almost too perfect, demonstrates that his domestic skills extend far outside the bedroom, astonishing decidedly imperfect Rosalie, whose awe will be familiar to every professional woman who's too busy for perfect housekeeping. Kaye's portrayal of modern romance against the background of an old-fashioned, gossipy extended family rings true, and Nick's efforts to wow Rosalie with fabulous home cooking are endlessly entertaining. (Nov.)Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
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ROSALIE RONALDI MADE A SUCCESSFUL ESCAPE FROM THE insane asylum. Okay, so it wasn't a real insane asylum; it was her parents's Bay Ridge home. But most days, it could pass for the Sicilian version of Bellevue. She pulled on her coat as the storm door snicked closed behind her, took a deep breath of cold early January air, and ran for the solace of her car.
Sitting through a typical Italian Sunday dinner at Chez, Ronaldi was always a lesson in self-control. Today it had become a lesson in avoidance-marriage avoidance. For the life of her, Rosalie couldn't figure out why her mother would push a daughter she supposedly loved down the aisle. It wasn't as if the institution had brought Maria Ronaldi any happiness. Just the opposite.
Whenever Rosalie made decisions, she measured the odds and studied the statistical evidence-something at which she'd always excelled. With the divorce rate at 53 percent, if you added the number of unhappy marriages that wouldn't end in divorce because of religious beliefs or sheer stubbornness, which she estimated was running at about 46 percent, only 1 percent of all marriages could be considered happy. A person would have to be crazy to take a calculated risk with a 99 percent failure rate.
Rosalie was many things, but crazy wasn't one of them. As a child, she'd made the decision never to marry, and nothing in her experience since had done anything but cement her resolve. Of course, if she said that, she'd be breaking the eleventh commandment: thou shalt marry a nice Catholic boy (preferably Italian) and have babies-or go straight to hell.
Rosalie climbed into her VW Beetle and headed toward her Park Slope apartment. Turning onto the Prospect Expressway, she heard a funny thumping noise. Never a good sign. She pulled over to find her tire was as flat as matzo, and after a marathon Italian dinner, the waistband of her pants was so tight that if she took a deep breath, she'd pop a button. God only knew what would happen when she bent down to change the tire.
Rosalie opened the trunk, expecting to see her spare tire. It was supposed to be right there, but all she saw was a big hole.
Great! Just what she needed. She stared into the trunk, turned to kick the flat tire, and called her brother the nicest name she could think of that fit him. Asshole.
"Stronzo!" She should have known better than to give him a hundred and sixty bucks to replace her spare tire. She'd told him to buy a full-sized spare, and he hadn't even gotten her one of those donuts. "He's proprio un stronzo della prima categoria."
She had no problem calling Rich the world's biggest asshole in Italian. After all, God excused cursing if done in a second language. He gave bonus points for cursing in a third. Rosalie had a feeling she'd be brushing up on her Spanish.