Thrown for a Curve (Perfect Fit Series #2)

Thrown for a Curve (Perfect Fit Series #2)

by Sugar Jamison

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ISBN-13: 9781250032980
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Publication date: 02/25/2014
Series: Perfect Fit Series , #2
Edition description: First Edition
Pages: 336
Sales rank: 1,056,504
Product dimensions: 4.30(w) x 6.60(h) x 1.00(d)

About the Author

Sugar Jamison author of DANGEROUS CURVES AHEAD and THROWN FOR A CURVE is a Southern belle trapped in a New Yorker's body. With a love of big hair and high heeled shoes, she spends her day at her very normal day job and night dreaming up sweet and sassy romances.

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I feel pretty …



“Almost finished.” A heavy blast of breath-stealing hair spray hit Charlotte Rudy just above her crown.

That’s thirty-two times. She had counted every last spray as she sat cross-legged on the floor between her grandmother’s substantial thighs.

Thirty-two sprays and fifty-five minutes.

She didn’t have to look in the mirror to know that long gone was her mass of unruly waves. Armed with a comb and a can of chemicals, her grandmother had turned her once soft hair into a golden steel helmet.

Tornado-proof hair, she thought wryly as she patted the hard sticky mass. It felt a little like crystallized cotton candy. She wanted to eat cotton candy, not look like it.

“Move your hand, Cherri!” her grandmother scolded in her still-thick Ukrainian accent as she smacked it. “I’m not done yet.”

Cherri moved her stinging hand just before another cool blast of hair-freezing chemicals hit her square in the face. “Good grief, Baba!” she choked, the air in her lungs now replaced with spray. “Are you sure that stuff is legal?”

“Legal?” Her grandmother frowned at the can of industrial-sized of Hold Her Forever. “Of course it’s legal.” She sprayed Cherri once more. “I’m not sure why they stopped making it in 1986.”

“Baba! It probably causes cancer.” She confiscated the can and made a mental note to throw it out as soon as her grandmother wasn’t looking.

“Oh, stop freaking up. I’ve used this ever since I came to America in 1957 and I’m still healthy as an ox.”

Cherri shook her head. Fifty-plus years and her grandmother’s grasp on the English language was still lacking. “The saying is freaking out, Baba. Not freaking up.”

Baba shrugged. “Freaking out, freaking up. Whatever. You young people think everything causes cancer. In my country nobody has cancer. We die from hard work and old age. This hair spray does nothing but make one look beautiful.”

Cherri touched the sticky mass atop her head once more, positive that beautiful was the wrong word to describe how she looked. But she nodded at her grandmother’s statement. She knew that there was no use arguing with Baba. She couldn’t win. Besides, her time left with the old woman was limited, and she wanted to make the best of it.

That’s why she’d agreed to let her aging, half-blind, slightly unstable grandmother give her a makeover tonight.

“And don’t think about throwing it out, either,” Baba warned. “Because I bought two cases when I found out they were going to stop making it.”

Wily old broad. Baba was three steps away from being featured on an episode of Hoarders. “I would never think to throw out your things,” she lied sweetly. Cherri was going to have to start making trips to the dump again.

“Good girl.” Baba patted her cheek. “Now go look at yourself. You’ll be the most stunning girl at your birthday party.”

Cherri stood, hearing the rustle of the taffeta as she walked toward the full-length mirror. She didn’t want to look at herself. When her grandmother had presented her with the homemade dress earlier that day, she’d gritted her teeth and plastered a smile on her face.

Taffeta and crinoline and gold. Oh my!

“Open your eyes, dumb-dumb.” Baba poked her in the behind with her cane, which she only used when it suited her. “Who looks at themselves with closed eyes? You look ridiculous!”

“I’m just savoring the moment, Baba.”

Cherri forced her lids open, taking in the whole spectacular picture she presented.

She flinched. Holy frickin’ crap on a cracker! Ridiculous was an understatement. She was covered in bows. On her shoulders. At her bust. On her hips.

I can’t leave the house like this. I look like a six-foot-tall Christmas present.

It was as if every 1980s prom dress and every horrible bridesmaid dress ever created banded together and threw up on her. Puffy sleeves and ruffles complemented the bows. The gold of the dress turned her skin a sickly green color. Even her feet hadn’t escaped the horror. Her normally big stompers looked enormous in golden pumps, dyed to match her one-of-a-kind dress. And her hair … It was logic defying and oh-so-high.

She was a walking hot mess.

Come and get it, fellas.

“Well?” Cherri met her grandmother’s hopeful eyes in the mirror.

“I love it!”

“You do?” Baba smiled brightly, her green eyes twinkling with pleasure.

“Of course I do.” She bent to kiss her grandmother’s, soft wrinkled cheek. White lies were fine. Right? Okay, so maybe this was a big fat whopper of a lie, but how could she tell the woman who’d raised her, who went without so that she could have, that she didn’t like the thing she’d spent so many hours creating? She couldn’t. “Thank you for doing this for me.”

“It was nothing.” Baba, not one for mushy emotions, briefly squeezed Cherri before clapping her hands twice. “Now get out of here. It’s time for you to rip the carpet at your party.”

“It’s cut the rug, Baba,” Cherri reminded her gently. “But I will.”

“You’ll be back before midnight?”

She was twenty-two, but her grandmother still didn’t want her out late. And after the past few months Cherri made it a point to stick close to home. “I’ll tuck you in and read you a bedtime story when I come back.”

“Don’t be fresh.” She swatted Cherri. “You know only fast girls stay out late.”

“Yes, Baba.”

“And the only things open past eleven o’clock are legs and liquor stores.”


“It’s true.” She kissed both her cheeks and shoved her toward the door. “And call me if you get bitchfaced and can’t drive home.”

“That’s shitfaced, Baba. And you don’t have to worry. I won’t drink tonight.”

The prospect of her seventy-five-year-old grandmother driving at night caused Cherri to shudder as she navigated the icy driveway to get to her beat-up Dodge truck. She had to squish the huge dress to her sides in order to get in—and once she did, the cold seat touching her bare legs was a shock to her system. It was a chilly fourteen degrees that night, and as the harsh wind swirled around the vehicle she wondered why her grandparents had decided to settle in the Adirondacks instead of Miami.

Oh well.

She disregarded the thought as she stuck the key in the ignition and sent a silent prayer to her guardian angel.

“Come on, old girl,” she crooned at the truck. “You can do it. Mommy loves you so very very much.”

The old thing didn’t start half the time; it had a tendency to stall, and the heat didn’t work. But it was good for short distances. And it had belonged to her grandfather. Getting rid of it was not an option.

Mercifully the car roared to life, sending a blast of icy air into Cherri’s face. She shivered. Car trouble would have been the perfect excuse to not go to the birthday party that her best friends and bosses Ellis and Mike had decided to throw for her.

“It’s your I’m-an-official-ass-kicking-adult party,” Ellis said when she had first mentioned it and Cherri shot it down. “Let me do this for you, honey. You deserve it.”

Cherri agreed, even though the thought of being the center of attention made her stomach knot. She wasn’t the type of girl who made a big fuss about things. She was perfectly content to stay in the background. Which was no easy feat, considering she was pushing six feet tall, had an unruly mass of dark blond hair, and resembled an eastern European giant. But still she tried.

It had been only her and her grandparents up until Papa died seven years ago. Even then birthdays were small affairs with just a cake and special meal. Never a big fuss. She didn’t know who her father was. Her mother wasn’t a fixture in her life and had stopped coming around regularly when Cherri turned eight.

Natasha didn’t often sneak into her mind, but on days like this, on birthdays and holidays, she wondered why her mother never bothered to stick around. Why she’d left a baby with an elderly couple struggling to make ends meet.

“Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” poured from the radio, and Cherri realized that her thoughts had turned depressing. She shook herself out of them. It was probably a good thing she was going to a party. For a few hours she could forget about the fact that despite her master’s degree she was still working in a dress shop, the student loans would keep her broke until menopause, and the roof was about to cave in on them. Or that Baba …

She shook her head hard. Tonight was her party and even though she looked liked the Jolly Gold Giant she was determined to enjoy herself.

Be happy, damn it! It’s your birthday. Christmas is coming.

She pulled out of the driveway.

Things will get better, she promised herself. They had to.

*   *   *

She arrived at Ellis’s door an hour before the festivities were due to begin, her coat tightly wrapped around her to protect her from the frigid wind that hadn’t let up for days. She rang the bell and waited only a few seconds before Ellis’s husband, Mike, opened the door.

He froze, mouth agape, his hand suspended in midair. “What the hell happened to you, kid?”

“What?” She made her expression blank, as if she didn’t know what he was referring to.

“Your hair.” He reached out and touched it, seemingly unable to help himself. “It’s horrible.”

“Mikey!” his wife snapped from behind him. “What are you saying to her?”

“I—I…” He glanced at his wife and then back to Cherri, who was having a hard time keeping a straight face. She wasn’t offended by Mike’s statement. She realized that she put the B in bouffant. “Come look at her, babe.”

Ellis peeked around her husband’s shoulder. “Oh, Cherri.” She shook her head. “Oh, sweetheart. Oh no! Who did this to you?”

“What? Don’t you like it?” In that moment Cherri was glad she’d braved the cold to come here. Ellis was the most fashionable person she knew, and being a boutique owner and designer she always had the best clothes. “I think it goes well with the dress.” She slid the coat off her arms in a dramatic fashion and strutted into their living room like she was on a catwalk.

Mike, unable to contain himself, burst into laughter. Ellis, as if in pain, bit her knuckle. “Who did this to you?” she asked again.

“My grandmother.” Cherri put her hands on her hips and attempted her best model pose, sending Mike into hysterics.

“Does she hate you?”

“No. She worked very hard on this dress. She thinks I look bee-yoo-ti-ful.”

“Do another turn on the catwalk,” Mike choked. She had never seen the tough former cop giggle like a schoolgirl, and it lifted her spirits to be the cause of his glee. She raised her head high and sashayed farther into their small house, stopping only to pose dramatically.

She heard slow clapping when she stopped, but it didn’t come from Ellis or her laughing husband. She turned to see Colin O’Connell, Mike’s women-loving, Irish-accent-having best friend gazing at her.

He wasn’t in hysterics like Mike, but Cherri had definitely amused him. One side of his mouth curled into a lazy smile, and his soft brown eyes seemed to follow suit, crinkling at the corners.

She had known this man for over a year. The moment she’d laid eyes on him, she’d known he wasn’t a man made for mere mortal women. In fact, he was so far out of her league that for once in her life she forgot to be uneasy around him. But tonight his unabashed male beauty affected her, and for a split second she wished that she were small, and thin, and graceful. But she wasn’t any of those things. She was Cherri, built like a lumberjack, taller than most men, and very far from just plain average. So she ordered her cheeks to stop burning and turned to face him, posing as seductively as her six feet and big behind could manage.

“Hey, sailor,” she purred, mocking her grandmother’s thick Ukrainian accent. “You like what you see?”

Colin’s slow smile bloomed into a full one, and for the tiniest moment Cherri was breathless. He raised his glass to her in a toast. “Aw, love. I think you just made my year.”


Copyright © 2014 by Sugar Jamison

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Thrown for a Curve (Perfect Fit Series #2) 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 32 reviews.
Book_loaning_Teach More than 1 year ago
This was a book I couldn't put down.  It definitely needs to be read with a box of tissues; the characters are so wonderful and rich that you get involved in this great book.  Colin makes me swoon and Cherri is someone who it's so easy to see yourself in.   I can't wait for more from this author.
celticmaggie More than 1 year ago
This was a real good read. Sugar has a good, down home plot. It was so easy to fall into this book. Safe spoiler here-keep tissues on hand. Colin is Irish. He moved to the U.S. to start over with a business of his own making renovations to antiques. Cherri was raised by grandparents. Baba misses her late husband and soon needs Cherri almost full time. She and Colin soon are an item. The usual problems then crop up-Dad and ex for Colin and Cherri wanting to finally use her art skills and Baba losing her memories. I always seem to pick out the books that grab me and I cry through. I can't wait to find more books from Sugar. Give this story a chance. You won't regret it!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love, love, loved this book. Super story filled with plenty of laughs. Keep writing more chubber books! As a fellow chubber, I can relate and enjoy them because they're much more realistic!! Not everyone is a size 2!
nickib15 More than 1 year ago
These books were an awesome read and I can't wait for the next book to come out! Immediately shared them with my mother - so thankful for the Lend Me option; too many books do not fall in this category, so we are always thankful for the authors who allow their books to be lent out. Sugar Jamison has become one of my favorite authors!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book kept me on my toes. It also proves communication is very important in a relationship. It is so easy for two individuals to misunderstand each other.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was really great. I just recently found out about this author and this is the second book that I have read from her. This book makes you experience all kinds of emotion, such as happiness, sadness, or just busting out laughing. I could not put this book down, started on a Friday and finished it on a Monday. Looking forward to reading this other books in this "A Perfect Fit" series.
simmsbn More than 1 year ago
What a great, fun book. It was an easy read for my busy schedule. I look forward to her next book.
CrystalMarie218 More than 1 year ago
The description of this book really appealed to me. I love imperfect characters in my books, especially heroines. I mean let’s face it, we’re not all size 4 women with curves in all the right places. Some of us are lumpy, and maybe even a little squishy. Babies are not kind on the body…but I digress. My point is that I think everyone is a little bit Cherri. Charlotte Rudy, aka Cherri, is a 6 foot tall, 22 year old blonde with some issues about her stature. She’s comes from strong stock, but that hasn’t always been a boon when it comes to her love life, as it seems most men prefer a more delicate woman. She has had a crush on Colin, a tall, hot Irishman for a while. But, he seems to hook up with women who are physically her opposite so she assumes she has no chance. What she doesn’t know is that Colin has always had to fight his attraction towards Cherri, mostly because of 10 plus year age difference. However, it seems fate has a different idea for these two. As they forge a friendship that grows into more, can they both overcome their insecurities and be happy together? First off, this book made me laugh. The writing is so witty, and the cast of characters are hilarious and endearing. I also felt a real connection to Cherri. I think there aren’t enough women like her in books. It seems these days we get a lot of female characters who are physically perfect. Cherri is not what someone would consider to be traditionally physically perfect, but the overall message is that it doesn’t matter what others think of you, it just matters what you think of yourself. It was a pleasant message. I think my biggest issue with the book is how difficult the relationship is between Colin and Cherri. I mean, a lot of the stuff they go through seems unnecessary, and is just a product of their severe lack of communication with one another. It got a bit tiresome after a while, to be honest. If I knew these people in real life I’d totally smack them around a bit, because they deserve it. Fortunately for everyone involved, there is a resolution. It was a relief. Overall, I did enjoy this book. What it lacks in overall plot, it makes up for in writing style and characterization. I thought it was hilariously entertaining, and you really can’t ask for more than that in a book. 4 stars. Reviewed by Sara for Crystal’s Many Reviewers *Copy provided for honest review*
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Second book in the series, very good read
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved this story.
KristiR More than 1 year ago
Loved it! Hilarious. Fell in love with the characters - spunky, funny, twenty-two year old heroine, Cherri who made me laugh out loud. As did her seventy-something grandma, Baba, with thick Ukrainian accent, backwards sayings and incorrigible dog Rufus. Plus her BFF’s at the plus-sized clothing boutique and hunky man, Colin – Irish, older, funny and compatible in height and romance. Some heat and a ton of laughs. My favorite type of book – a funny romance!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
There was a lot of time gaps in this novel. The me at first, but knowing that the couple spent more than a week together before more happened made me very happy. I cried, not sobbing tears, but enough that I had to put the book down for a minute and remind myself "these are not real people". Overall, it brought me in, had realistic problems and self doubts. I liked this one better than the last in this series. Strong hot men, real curvy loving women, circumstances you find everywhere, and just enough humor you fall in love with the characters.
pepperjwooten More than 1 year ago
Thrown For A Curve by Sugar Jamison 3 out of 5 stars Funny, sexy, completely relatable, and honestly lovely, Thrown for a Curve isn't about baseball at all! Lol.  I don't generally read the synopsis of books because I feel it ruins the experience, so if I see a cover I like or an author I might enjoy I select the book and hope for the best.  With this one I expected baseball and received a romantic comedy/pro-curvy girls chic flick! Cherri is a little taller and curvier than she'd like, but she can paint better than any stick figure model ever dreamed.  Colin is drop dead gorgeous, attracted to Cherri's curves but absolutely NOT going to get involved in a serious relationship.  Add the Irish brogue of Colin, Cherri's Ukrainian Baba, and a group of friends who've created a family and you have a great beach read or winter fireside day waiting to happen! *A complimentary copy was given in exchange for an honest review* Pippa, My Secret Book Spot
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all-about-that-fictionCB More than 1 year ago
This book gives you laughter, tears, and a man we all wish could give lessons in love. Sugar Jamison books are fantastic.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love love love this book
Luvmyhootie More than 1 year ago
Who doesn't love an Irish hero? I finally made it to Cherri's book after starting this series at book 3. While reading Gentleman Prefer Curves (book 3) I found myself laughing out loud at what Belinda's father would call Cherri throughout the book. With such silly nicknames I couldn't help but want to get her story. So Cherri is young. REALLY young. Like in her early twenties and compared to the 30 somethings the books have followed I didn't know how she would fit into their world. Watching everyone else find love has of course rubbed off on her but she's so shy and innocent there aren't very many men banging her door down. Not even Collin O'Connell who can't stop wanting to be around her but tries to stay away. I knew these two would end up together  just by the powers of deduction. It's the next logical step for a couple who has become suc close friends as they have. They had a lot in common, both had mothers who ran off and they both crave a close family dynamic they missed out on as kids. Cherri had a huge burden to bear taking care of her elderly grandmother with a failing memory. Colin stepped up and helped out when he could, keeping her "Baba" company during the day when Cherri was at work. Even when tragedy struck he remained steadfast in his friendship to help Cherri through a tough time.  Thrown For A Curve felt a little different than the rest of the books in this series. With Cherri being so young and shy her character wasn't as ballsy and outspoken as Belinda and Ellis were. I liked that she was her own person and even though she was as naive as they come, she still won my heart. Colin was a bit of a mystery at times. He made himself clear about his feelings for Cherri but I found myself wondering if he would walk away from her and the circumstances they found themselves in. His father wasn't the best role model, always going from one woman to the next and he didn't want to be like that but I guess I doubted his sincerity until the very end. It's weird I felt like that because Cherri was the one that seemed like a flight risk most of the time. I don't know why this one felt different for me. Maybe because there was no cataclysmic breakup/makeup but a slow and steady foundation built on friendship and respect. Maybe because they had already become friends in the previous book so the legwork wasn't there. I enjoyed their romance even though it was a process to work past all their issues. By the time I was finished I absolutely believed this couple had the staying power needed to be together "Til death do they part". I've been binge reading this series for days and now I feel like I'm in a "Sugar" coma. There is something about this authors books that just WORK for me. It's such a fun and romantic experience to get lost in her world and I can't wait for what's next. These aren't just for curvy women because I think ANY woman can enjoy the type of heroines Jamison writes about. Strong women who know who they are and what they want in life. It doesn't get better than that!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
These stories are sweet and still sexy. Nice emotional tugs at the heart. This second book did repeat the angst a bit too much, but all in all, I like the emotional mix with the attraction.
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srkromer More than 1 year ago
Sassy Fun Read Thrown for a Curve by Sugar Jamison was a nice sassy romantic read.  The heroine of this book was a sassy young girl, who makes sassy comments to cover up how she is really feeling.  This book draws you in, holding you captive to find out what is going to happen next between the characters. Charlotte “Cherri” Rudy, is a six foot tall, curvy, beautiful girl, who doesn’t see that she is really beautiful.  She constantly feels like a freak and that no man can really see how pretty she is, because of her “giantness”.  Cherri is twenty-two and is friends with mostly older women, who she works with.  Colin O’Connell is best friends with Cherri’s best friend’s husband, so they see a lot of each other but have never really connected, even though they both found themselves attracted to each other.  Cherri did not think he could like her and thought of her only as like his baby sister and Colin, being twelve years older, felt she was too young for him.  They find themselves getting closer and closer, especially when Cherri’s grandmother, Baba, who has raised her gets sick and starts getting dementia, sometimes confusing Cherri with her mother, who left when Cherri was two.  Can Cherri and Colin get past the age difference?  Will they both put their reservations aside and fall in love?  Will Baba and their friends approve? I liked the storyline of this book, but at points it got annoying, because it was so repetitious about certain things.  Colin was Irish and at every turn, we were reminded of this, which got a little annoying at times.  I also found it annoying how Baba always had to get every saying wrong and Cherri just causally corrected her.  I would give this book a 3 out of 5 stars.  I would recommend it to anyone looking for a light romantic read.
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Judy-Ree More than 1 year ago
This is the third story in the series and the second full length novel. The first book, Dangerous Curves Ahead, was a 5 star read. The second story was a novella, Have Yourself A Curvy Little Christmas, featured the sister from book 1, and I quite enjoyed it as well. So I was excited to grab this story shortly after it was released. I started it, but got pulled from it and with one thing and another, I *whispering* forgot all about it. So when I was recently cleaning out my reader and stumbled across the story, I pulled it back to the front of the list.   Cherri is a very mature 23 year old woman. Raised by her grandparents after her mother had her and all but left her on their doorstep, we met Cherri in book 1, working in Ellis' shop. Cherri worked in the shop part time, going to school to be an art teacher. Cherri has been the sole caregiver of her elderly grandmother, Baba, ever since her grandfather passed away.  Between school, work, managing her grandmother and being 6 feet tall, it's not like guys have been beating down her door.   Colin is the best friend of Ellis' husband Michael. He has his own shop, repairing and restoring old items, and has somewhat of a playboy reputation. But he's 6 foot 4 with an Irish accent, the women just seem to flock to him.  Ever since the first book, there has been this mutual energy between them. She would flirt and he would ever so carefully deflect. And though Michael warned him off and he denied interest, the underlying tension was there. So I was really glad to see that this book developed that tension and took it to the next level. Colin really did try to be a good guy and kept telling her that he was too old for her, that she was too young for him, but he remained fascinated. Meanwhile, Cherri continued to flirt, never truly believing that he would be interested in her.  Their coming together as a couple was sweet to watch, especially with Baba's antics. Fair warning, this book turned out to be a tear jerker. I spent most of the last forth of the books with a tissue, but I couldn't put the book down. There was so much growth of the characters in the book, both as a couple and as individuals. At the end, I couldn't help but give the happy sigh.  I happily gave this book 4 stars. 
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love the books
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