Hannah Daniels reads steamy romance novels to forget her last trip on the love roller coaster shredded her heart and tossed it like confetti. Her instincts about men stink, but at work they
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Scanning the line for the third time, Hannah crossed her legs tighter and tried to concentrate. But to no avail. The sensual scene unfolding on the pages proved no match for the sound of pocket change tumbling around in the dryer. With a reluctant sigh, she set aside her book, mentally chanting the page number.
She jumped off the washing machine and went to the wall of dryers to listen for the clanking of the loose change, leaning close to the machine spinning her jeans to be sure. She opened the door with a tug and reached in to remove the mood-breaking quarter. With a yelp, she tossed the hot metal in the air. Shaking her singed hand, she watched as the coin rolled across the floor, right to the payphone. Well, isn't that just ironic?
Ignoring her lost change, Hannah lifted herself back atop the washing machine. She found her place in the book and grinned as the washer below her kicked into the spin cycle. She'd timed it perfectly. Her sweaters would be ready to take home and lay out at the same time the rest of her laundry finished drying. The efficiency of her weekly washing routine thrilled her almost as much as what was transpiring on the pages she eagerly returned to.
The roguish hero, a modern-day pirate, finally kissed the heroine. Hannah's eyes scanned the pages, rushing the duo to the good parts. His finger tweaked a rosebud nipple as Hannah began to feel herself warm to the vibration of the washing machine.
"Lose something?" a gravelly voice said, far too close for comfort.
Flustered, Hannah closed her book. "Excuse me?" she asked, keeping her head down and praying the heat rising from her shoulders did not look like a blush. She didn't want to be caught doing anything blush-worthy in the neighborhood laundromat.
"I think this is yours." She noticed the gold band on his left hand and decided not to bother with his face.
"Oh, thank you," she replied, taking the quarter and plunking it beside her.
"Maybe it's a sign," he said.
Hannah reminded herself to be nice, neighborly even. Maybe he just wanted to make conversation.
"A sign?" she asked, finally looking up.
Wow. No wonder he was married. The man was designed specifically with breeding in mind. From the spiky tips of his warm-brown hair to the ends of his steel-toed black boots, he was yummy. The tight T-shirt with the fire department logo did nothing to hide his muscled chest. She even allowed herself to gaze down his navy work pants and check out the fit. Fantastic.
"The quarter rolled right to the payphone. Maybe there's someone who wants you to call." The single dimple on his left cheek made his cocksure grin all the more devilish.
Hannah smiled. "I don't think so." She turned to her book and pretended she hadn't just replaced the cover hero with this fireman in her fantasy.
"You sure? Your boyfriend maybe?" he asked.
Here we go. "No boyfriend. And it takes more than a quarter to make a phone call these days," she said without looking up.
"Lucky for me." Confidence dripped from his words. Not even worth playing with in her fantasies now. What a shame. Back to the cover model.
She ignored the jerk as he cocked a hip on the washer, close to her knee.
"Hey, this thing is on." He placed his hand on the top, much too close to her hip.
She wasn't about to let him pass judgment on her for adding spice to her reading by selecting an inspiring location. Or broadcast the fact to the entire establishment. "I'm sure you have things to do," she shot at him without looking up.
"Actually, I'm thinking after you're done here we could do something together. A drink or a cup of coffee?"
"Really?" She looked up at his face. His eyes were a beautiful middle-of-the- ocean blue. Too bad he was such an ass. "I don't think so."
"If you already have plans tonight, I'm off tomorrow."
"You're off all right." The three dryers opposite her powered off one by one. As if on cue, the washer beneath her ran down.
"Hmm?" he asked, watching as she gathered up her clothes.
Not bothering to fold, she stuffed the laundry into pillowcases and turned to go. "I don't date married men."
"What?" A look of horror flashed across his face.
"Next time, you might want to take the ring off first." She pointed to his left hand.
"Oh man. I forgot that was there." He tried to say something more, but the words flew behind her as she marched out of the building.
From the landing of her building next door, she noticed he'd actually followed her outside. She quickly ducked up another flight of stairs. At the next landing, she peered out. He stood on the sidewalk, playing with the ring on his finger.
Forgot it was there. As if.
* * *
"Your experiment was a total bust." Mason flung the gold ring across the booth at his brother. "I don't know what I was thinking. Thanks to you, the hottest woman I've ever seen thinks I'm a total sleaze."
"Really?" Derek immediately opened his notebook. "Tell me your observations."
"I'm not one of your experiments. If I hadn't been coming off a twenty-four-hour shift, I never would've let you put that thing on my hand."
"Interesting. Hostility." Derek scribbled a few notes. "Tell me more," he said as a pretty blond waitress set down a pitcher of beer and two mugs.
"I guessed you'd want the usual, Mason," she said, batting her eyelashes.
"Thanks, Tanya." He gifted her with a grin as she left.
"She likes you," Derek stated the obvious. "Have you two, you know?"
"No." Mason shook his head. "Tanya's only interested in one thing from me."
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
"Have at it, Derek." Mason poured the pilsner into a frosty mug. "I prefer someone I can have a conversation with, too."
"Yet you were just talking about the hottest woman you'd ever seen. Were you interested in her physically or intellectually? Tell me more about that." Derek pushed his wire-rimmed glasses up his Roman nose.
"You're creeping me out with your psychologist talk. Knock it off." Mason took a long, slow drink. Derek had a point, but he didn't have to know that. "I just came to give you your ring back and tell you your hypothesis sucked. Women do not come on to married men more than unmarried ones."
"It's a working theory. I have to tweak it a bit before I present it at the university." Derek stared down at his notes. "Exactly how many women came on to you?"
"Four," Mason admitted. He'd already gone through with the experiment as his brother asked, so he might as well tell him what happened. "Two at the grocery store, a waitress, and a florist."
"Tanya doesn't count. You had the ring off, and she seems to know you."
"I'm not counting her." Mason smiled. "I made sure they all plainly saw the ring, just like you said. The florist actually gave me her number on the back of a card."
"Tell me that's unusual for you."
Mason shrugged. "Not really."
Derek shook his head. "Why were you at a florist anyway? Trying to impress the hottest woman you'd ever seen?"
Mason leaned forward, narrowing his eyes. "Tell me you didn't forget Mom's birthday."
Derek's eyes widened. "Damn. You didn't remind me. Is it today or tomorrow?"
Mason shook his head. "You so owe me. For doing this stupid experiment, and for putting your name on the card. When I find this woman, you will make her understand you're the one who put me up to wearing that ring."
"Whatever," Derek said, not looking up from his notebook. "Why bother if she thinks you're some adulterous loser?"
"You didn't see her. She's absolutely stunning. Silky brown hair and creamy skin with freckles. And her eyes were two different colors. They were both kind of hazy gray, but one is blue and the other is green."
Derek's head popped up. "You're not supposed to be attracted to that. It's asymmetrical. Symmetry is what's attractive."
Mason shrugged. "I think it's hot."
Derek shook his head. "It must be her waist-to-hip ratio. That can overrule facial attraction in men."
Mason sighed. Her waist-to-hip ratio had been pretty spectacular. But those eyes had made him cross the room. The fact that she had been reading a romance novel while sitting on a washer during the spin cycle had kept her in his thoughts ever since.
* * *
"Another pig?" Kate asked, gulping down her apple martini.
From their perch at the corner table, the three women had a perfect view of the happenings at Portland's hottest martini bar. Just right for people watching, or more typically, laughing at the latest disasters in their lives.
"I'm telling you, it's like they have radar or something." Hannah ran her finger around the rim of her wine glass. "They must see me and think, Hit on her, she'll never guess." She waved her hand through the air, making the candle on their table flicker. "Please."
"At least someone is hitting on you," Molly chimed in, all sunshine and light. "That has to be flattering, right?"
"Leave it to you to look on the bright side, sweetie." Kate turned in her seat to catch the bartender's attention and signaled for another round of drinks. "Before happy hour is over," she explained.
"They're all cheats, pigs, or dogs. The whole lot of them." Hannah watched the lights reflect in her white wine as she swirled the glass.
"Not all of them," Molly said sweetly. She'd married her high school sweetheart, Troy, the week after college graduation. Hannah liked to think Troy's continued fidelity had something to do with the drunken threat she'd made the eve of his wedding to castrate him if he ever dared cheat on her sister. But it probably had a lot more to do with her sister's extensive lingerie collection.
"Troy is an anomaly," Hannah replied as a waitress delivered the second round of drinks. She eyed her sister's cranberry juice with a twist of lime, hoping Molly was just tired like she claimed. Her baby sister had been married for five years, while she'd yet to meet a single decent guy. If Molly had a baby, she'd have to throw in the towel and get a dozen cats to truly fit the definition of spinster aunt. Hannah closed her eyes against the ugly thought. Turning thirty filled her mind with thoughts of marriage and babies and all the things she'd thought she'd have done by now.
She had almost a full month until she was officially out of her twenties. And she wouldn't be twenty again for all the shoes in Nordstrom's. No, she liked being wiser. She just didn't like feeling that somewhere along the line, she'd missed a step and fallen behind.
"Did I tell you I have to spend six weeks in Klamath Falls?" Kate sipped the bright green liquid in her glass. "They moved up the trial date for my toxic- mold case. I'm heading down on Monday to do some prep work. I'll be there clear through the holidays. You'll have the apartment all to yourself."
"Won't you be coming home on weekends?" Hannah asked.
"No way." Kate took a long draw of her martini. "I get a plane ticket every weekend. Why waste it coming back to Stumptown? I have to be here the rest of the year. I'm thinking somewhere where the sun actually shines."
Hannah held up her glass, and the others joined her in a toast. She'd miss bumping in to Kate in the bathroom. She needed to talk to someone on a daily basis who didn't speak in retail acronyms, especially during the mad crush of the holidays.
Her sister's warm hand rested on her arm. "Come over next week. I'll have a dinner party."
Kate laughed and swallowed the last of her drink. "I'm glad I'll be out of town. Your fixer-upper parties are a mess."
Hannah laughed as her sister and friend squabbled over the merits of matchmaking. It was like being in a cartoon and watching the angel and devil battle it out on her shoulders. Yin and yang. She always sat between them, or Kate might come out swinging, though Molly's quiet barbs were far more lethal.
Hannah stopped smiling, realizing what she'd be subjected to. Dinner party to Molly meant a chance to play matchmaker. Without Kate there to laugh at their prospects, she'd be forced to play nice. The horror.
* * *
Pretty Eyes had to live around here. It was the only explanation Mason could come up with. She must have ducked into a neighboring building as soon as she left the laundromat. He hadn't been that far behind her.
Standing on the opposite side of the street, he surveyed the buildings. At street level, the buildings housed various storefronts, with apartments and offices filling the floors above. The two stories above the laundromat were offices. He'd already gotten that much out of the man who sold the soap. She wasn't in his building. He'd asked a couple of tenants already. They'd looked at him like he was crazy. Even he had to admit it was a little odd to be infatuated with someone he knew so little about. He'd even taken the book she'd left behind when she'd raced out of the place.
The paperback was steamier than anything he'd ever read in Penthouse. And it had him dreaming of doing every single trick in the book to her. A woman that beautiful and brazen enough to read erotica while sitting on a spinning washing machine in public — well, it made the seam of his jeans feel a bit too tight. She was quick and had principles. Definitely intriguing.
Derek was wrong. He wasn't obsessed because she had turned him down. It was more about the way he'd felt standing there next to her. Electric, aroused, alive with possibility. He had to find her, even if only to find out he'd imagined it.
He'd narrowed it down to three buildings. He'd find out if any had washers and dryers in the units. Scanning the storefronts again, he spied a coffee shop. Of course. If he planted himself in there, she just might happen in for her morning latte, if she drank coffee. Mason shook his head. Everyone drank coffee.
* * *
Hannah loathed the stench of coffee that permeated every inch of the back offices of Mendelssohn's Department Store. She'd never understood why someone would drink bean water when they could just as easily get hopped up on diet cola. It might have a strange aftertaste, but at least it didn't create that vile coffee breath the store manager spewed onto his staff.
He filibustered on the importance of signing up as many customers as possible for instant credit accounts. "Whether they qualify or not. Our bonus isn't based on the actual number of approvals but on the applications."
She listened to the hum in the room and fisted her hands to keep from rolling her eyes. Instant credit accounts were valued because store-card customers averaged eighty dollars more per trip than other customers. Gary missed the point behind the bonus incentive, but then he always did. He'd been a store manager for over a decade, his career stalling because of his shortsightedness.
"You'll lead up the credit team for the holidays, Hannah." His beady eyes zeroed in on her.
"Christy does a great job with credit," she offered. She wouldn't contradict him publicly, but she'd be damned before putting her name on his unethical policy.
"You have much more experience than she does," Gary said without looking at the crestfallen woman beside the desk. Hannah bit her cheek. She would never cut down an employee in front of an audience.
"The district training project is my responsibility. If you think credit is a bigger priority, I'll change the schedule so I have more time to focus on it." No way would he mess with the district manager, or the schedule. He had ten days off this month, more than any other store manager.
"You're right. The district training program comes first. Christy, I know you can do it. We're all counting on you."
Hannah tried to stay cool for the rest of the meeting. She'd severely underestimated the challenge of working for this man when she'd transferred in the spring. He'd manipulated the numbers to make the store look better on a few key reports, the ones bonuses were determined from. But upper management had seen through his front and put her in place to make sure things ran smoothly through the holidays. Once the season ended, Gary would be asked to retire, and she'd be in the running for a store manager position.
So many places in her life were empty because of all the time she devoted to her career. She needed the promotion. She needed the validation that she was good at something. If that meant placating Gary and keeping a ready supply of extra-strength breath mints on hand, so be it.
* * *
Hannah rolled over and flipped on the lamp. Just like every night for the last week, sleep eluded her. The numbers on her alarm clock mocked her, a digital reminder she had to be at work at five in the morning to get the markdown team rolling through the store.(Continues…)
Excerpted from "Just One Spark"
Copyright © 2018 Jenna Bayley-Burke.
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4.5stars A really cute funny great love story between firefighter Mason and successful store manager Hannah. The way they met and all the funny things that happen later are combined with a great enjoyable read. Both Hanah and Mason are greatly developed. Although I preferred a Mason a little bit better than Hannah. She just didn't trust her judgment in men and was not confident enough in her or Masons feelings. But in the end, it all ended well. Great funny read that I enjoyed reading every minute. I volunteered to review an ARC of this book for Netgelly
Another great read by Jenna Bailey-Burke! I just fell in love with Mason the way he fell in love with Hannah. It was so cute and romantic the way Mason went out of his way to find Hannah and make sure she knew that he was not married and ask her on a date. He reached stalker status to find and her and not many many would do that especially when they just met. Hannah might have many trust issues but I was glad that she gave Mason and a chance. Loved this story line and I can’t wait to read more of Jenna’s books. *** I Received this ARC by NetGalley as an exchange for an honest review.
A great story of when you meet the right one, you just know. I loved the confidence Mason had in his instincts and feelings toward Hannah. Both felt that spark, that strong instant connection, but he never waivered. Hannah took a slight bit longer for me to really like. I actually liked her in all aspects - she was smart, determined, independent. However, it was a little frustrating how she pushed Mason away. I was like, "Really, come on. look how awesome he is, how well he treats you and takes care of you. Make it happen." Throw in a little family bantering, especially all the brothers and a meddling best friend - pure gold. I received this book in exchange for an honest review from the publisher through Netgalley.
Rcvd an ARC at no cost to author..(netgalley) This was a fun, cute opposites attract. So Hannah met Mason under a misconception, she thought he was married since he was wearing a wedding ring, so while he is hitting on her she thinks he is a creep. Mason is a romantic he believes in fairy tales and Hannah wants to focus on different pursuits she has been burned before and does not want to go that route, she wants to focus on work..The journey begins which one of them will change their views.
Cute - Quirky - and a little Chaotic ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ FOUR-STAR ✩ REVIEW ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ > > Judging a Book by it's Cover > Looking Deeper Third person Mason's a firefighter. Hannah's works in a retail clothing store, vying for the management position of her own store. They meet in a laundromat while Mason's partaking in a ridiculous psychological experiment for his brother. Hannah's been burned before, badly, and does not trust her instincts any longer. Unfortunately, the magnetic attraction they feel only leads to chaos. She thought he was married. He was labeled as a stalker by staff and regulars of a coffee cafe. Mysterious kinky cards started showing up around the same time as Mason finding Hannah again, through a mutual family friend, that put him at the top of the suspect board. There were some cute and quirky moments and then there were times that I wondered why anyone would put up with Hannah's mean girl persona. He had moments of possessiveness and came off as a bit obsessive at times, but she seemed to only have three modes; bitchy, insecure seductress, and game-playing control freak. Oh, toss in a loser ex-boyfriend and a sketchy co-worker to round out the drama. Then there was his family, her family, and her best friend - slash - roommate. The plot, in general, was entertaining and dynamic but I was not fond of how Hannah used sex as a commodity after having her first morning-after meltdown whining about how "she's not like this". Writing quality was smart and mature, the flow was smooth and virtually flawless. The big conflict was not note-worthy and the resolution felt waxed over. Predictability was low. The conclusion was satisfying, providing a solid HEA. Overall, it was like their truffles, both cool and spicy. . Rating: [R] ~ Score: 4.1 ~ Stars: 4 ========================== ⭐ ⭐ **** Disclosure of Material: I received a copy of this book from NetGalley and the Author/Publisher with the hope that I would voluntarily leave unbiased and unsolicited feedback. I was not asked, encouraged, or required to leave a review - nor was I compensated in any way. I am posting this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255: "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising". ***** ⭐ ⭐
First of all, can we talk about how much I love a romance reading heroine? Hannah loves to escape into the fantasy world of romance novels to forget her own bad luck with men. When Mason approaches her at the laundromat she’s definitely attracted to him−that is until she spots a wedding ring on his finger. Repulsed by the idea of yet another married man trying to use her to cheat on his wife she makes a quick exit, while Mason is left feeling like he just lost an opportunity with the girl of his dreams. Not only is Mason not married, but he was only wearing the ring to help his brother with a psychology study he was working on. But Mason is anything but a quitter. He begins a mission to track down this mystery laundromat girl and repair the bad impression she got of him. Mason is a total romantic whose parents taught him that it’s completely possibly to see a woman and just know right from the beginning that she’s the one for you. And that’s what he feels for Hannah. If only he could find her again and avoid looking like a stalker while doing it. This novel really embraces the idea that when someone is meant for you, fate will find a way to bring you two together. I’d like to say that some of it was due to chance or coincidences but really, Mason’s determination and his consistency really play a big part. He’s supportive and straight-forward and always makes sure that Hannah knows where he stands in terms of his feelings for her and his idea of where they’re headed. He does the most adorable little things for her, like stocking her favorite teas at his apartment and making time in his hectic work schedule to get to see her as often as possible, to make sure she feels comfortable and cared for. And he’s a sexy fireman to boot! Seriously, if Jenna Bayley-Burke could just let me know where to find a man like Mason, I’d really appreciate it. Hannah is a very career-oriented woman who has worked her butt off to get to where she is. It’s not that she’s not interested in romance, but her history with having her heart broken leaves her a bit gun-shy when it comes to allowing someone into her heart. Her family doesn’t really understand or respect her job and all that she’s accomplished but would prefer to see her taking on the roles of wife and mother instead. Mason is one of the few people who truly has her back and encourages her in her career goals and celebrates her accomplishments. She’s a bit hesitant to put her heart at risk yet again but eventually realizes that with Mason she finds a place where she feels safe and loved. I’m sure all the amazing sex doesn’t hurt either. I honestly adored this novel from start to finish. I really connected with Hannah’s feelings of protectiveness and trust issues because of her history with men. Mason was the perfect match to balance out her fears and make her feel supported and cared for. Openness, consistency and reliability might not sound like the sexiest traits but when paired with Mason’s passion and desire they were enough to make my mouth water. Why don’t more people celebrate how incredibly sexy a supportive, caring man can be? Hey romance authors, get on that please. I mean…keep in all the dirty talk and hot sex but can your heroes be good listeners who will draw you a nice hot bath too? Thank you in advance. If you want to read a sexy romance where the hero is the whole package, but not so perfect as to be a caricature, you need to pick up JUST ONE SPARK.
I love a book where the man is head over heels for the girl instead of the other way around and look no further this is your book! Hannah Daniels, sits on the washer machine while it's on spin reading a romance novel. Hard to believe but yes she does it. She lives vicariously through these books since her job eats up most of her time and after a really bad ending to a relationship she's not in the man market. She meets Mason McNally at the laundromat just as her washer in done and her dryers stop. Ha! Mason's trying to strike up a conversation with her while wearing a wedding ring. Hannah blows him off, tosses her laundry in a bag and bee lines out of there so fast, all the while mumbling about married men. Mason's a great guy and since he reluctantly agreed to help his PhD brother with a psych experiment, wearing the wedding ring while he's trying to talk to this woman he's just met and convinced she's the one. Mason's ticked at his brother and Drake just talks gibberish about the whole experiment and he's totally missing Mason's point, because he makes a good one. Hannah has disappeared and he never got her name, where she lives etc. Now he's obsessed and starts hanging around the coffee shop in the neighborhood. One of the barista's is convinced he's a stalker, while a group of women who meet to write together each postulate a book trope on his story. Hannah's sister invites her over to yet another one of their parties, her effort in matchmaking where her husband invites a couple friends to watch the game and well you know, sister thinks Hannah should be dating after a year after her nasty break up. I have to tell you sister's hub is a real piece of work. I didn't like the guy, not worth scrapping the bottom of my shoe. He treats Hannah like she's still on toddler food and his attitude needs a bleaching. When Mason's brother attend the party and figures out that Hannah is the girl Mason is looking for, the rest of his-story. And it pretty much is. Hannah isn't the easiest berry in the bucket to pluck and Mason is just a good guy. He really is, one of 5 boys and a sister, big family and there's a lot to the group that made the book fun. I loved Mason and thought shoot, if she doesn't want him, I'll take him. Mason is a firefighter and it was good the book doesn't center around that, a little bit bout her job but this is really a story about two people trying to make a relationship go. One trying harder than the other. The chemistry between these two is incendiary and Hannah uses that to her advantage too. Hannah irked me at times with her attitude in general about everyone else, but she forgets to lump herself in there with the rest of them and I felt bad for Mason a few times too. Mason doesn't need to grow a pair, he's already got them and he finally has had enough. Ball's in her court. I loved watching Hannah squirm though this one. Jenna can write one solid female that needs her head knocked a couple times and she really does it with Hannah. Mason's a sweetheart and you'll love him. We get a side story with Kate, Hannah's roommate and Mason's brother Drake. That was rich. Let them eat cake she said! And so they did. *advanced reader copy from NetGalley and Entangled for an honest review. All thoughts and opinions are my own* (less)
I discovered JBB a couple of months ago and I am loving her writing style so much!! Mason is a firefighter who agrees to participate in his brother's experiment that women hit on married men more. He didn't think anything of it until his participation completely blew his chance with the perfect woman. Hannah is tired of unavailable men making her their target so when an unbelievably hot, seemingly taken, man sets his sites on her, she dismisses him completely. Mason has no choice but to find her and fix this. I absolutely loved that Mason was all in from the very beginning and moved mountains to be with Hannah. Hannah is intelligent, independent, and deserving of a HEA but everyone around her makes her doubt that. I actually didn't like any of her family because instead of supporting her, they seemed to down her every chance they got. I can't wait to see what comes next in this series! *This is my voluntary review of an advanced reader copy*
This is a fun read with plenty of laughs throughout this engaging story. It starts with Hannah Daniels reading a steamy romance whilst sitting on the vibrating washing machine cleaning her laundry in a laundromat! That’s where firefighter Mason McNally spies her and is instantly attracted. He tries to talk to her but she spots the wedding ring he’s wearing and won’t have anything to do with him! The fact that he isn’t married and is only wearing it as part of research for his brother won’t help him. He ends up trying to discover where she lives, accused of being a stalker . . . . Well, you get the idea! It is a lovely read with great characters, hilarious, laugh out loud moments and a dose of turmoil, too, making it a real page turner that I thoroughly enjoyed escaping into. I have no hesitation in recommending this to anyone looking for a heart-warming romance that will bring a grin to your face and have you chuckling as you read it! I requested and was lucky enough to be given a copy of this novel, via NetGalley, with no obligation. This is my honest review of the book after choosing to read it.
Very cute and fast read but I didn't warm up to one of the main characters, which is Hannah and I can't figure out why. No matter, it was a good story to wile away a cold and snowy day.
This is a cute fun read that definitely left me smiling. Hannah and Mason are fun characters and their original meeting had me laughing out loud. Luckily they got past that awkward situation and find they fit together and their chemistry explosive. Nothing too deep in this one but if you're looking for a fun lighthearted read this is the book for you. I highly recommend it.
This is a sexy and fun novel that I thoroughly enjoyed reading. Mason sees Hannah under odd circumstances and is instantly smitten, while Hannah thinks he's scum and hopes to never see him again. Then he begins to stalk her in an attempt to find her again... Hannah has had a bad relationship that really destroyed her ability to trust her judgment with men, so when Mason rolls over her and acts like he's in "insta-love", she doesn't believe him, so she constantly pushes him away and puts limits on their relationship. It was refreshing to read a novel where the man is the one so smitten and the woman is the one pushing away. The banter was fun and the circumstances were entertaining and made me smile. Add in the sexy antics and you have a delightful novel that fans of the genre will love. The author is on my must read authors' list.
Just One Spark is a love at first sight contemporary romance. The synopsis makes the novel sound interesting and I have a soft spot for firefighters. Initially, the female is interesting and unique, but quickly loses her appeal. Unfortunately, the story quickly becomes exhausting, The hero becomes obsessed with finding the heroine to the point of stalking. Ouch, not attractive at all. Not to mention, he becomes obsessed with her because he can’t over how beautiful she is and the fact that he found her read erotica while sitting on a running washing machine in public. I tried to give this one a fighting a chance, but their relationship just didn’t sit well with me, maybe due to its tainted beginning. The story ends just as abruptly as it begins and is just as unsatisfying.