Blurb:
One player tamed. One nerd girl satisfied. One more major life decision to make.
When Will fell for Hanna, her quirky sense of humour and fierce dedication to her career were part of the attraction. (Not to mention her copy newbie attitude toward sex and her willingness to let him teach her everything.) But when the job offers start rolling in for her – and oh, they do – Hanna has trouble deciding what she wants, where they should live, and how much she should burden Will with the decision. Magic between the sheets is only one part of a relationship… getting on the same page is quite another altogether.
Rating: 4/5 stars
Side Notes:
- Genres: Romance novel, Fiction, Contemporary romance, Erotic literature
- Highly recommend for 16 years and above
- Book #9 in the Beautiful Bastard series (novel #4.5)
- TW: Explicit language, Sexually graphic scenes
- Romance Tropes: Player to Lover
Book Quotes:
- “There is no way to mess this up,” I said, right against her mouth. “Even if we didn’t get married tomorrow, you’re the love of my life. I’m with you until we both die, at the same time, when I am one hundred and you are ninety three.”
- “Hanna,” I cut in. “I promise to do my best not to motorboat you at the altar.”
- “Will laughed and shook his head. “We’re married, Hanna,” he said, and it sounded like he was still marveling at it, too . . . “Say, I was wondering what you were doing in this tuxedo.” I wrapped his tie around my fist and tugged on it, bringing him closer. “Unless you’re just a really, really snappy dresser. But then, you have this ring on your finger, too . . .” “I want to be sweet with you,” he said, palm curving over my shoulder and slipping down between my breasts. There was a weight there, a pressure to his touch I could feel even through the thin layers of fabric. Despite the softness in his voice, it screamed of possession, of lust. “I feel like I should be sweet tonight.”
- “You know that just because we’re getting married doesn’t mean that anything between us changes, right? We’re still Will and Hanna. We’re still us.”
- “What do you want to do tonight?” she asked. I shrugged, running my fingers up through the soft tangle of her hair. “This. Be married. Maybe put on a movie. Order some dinner. Go to bed and fuck for a while.” “Can I switch up the order of that a little?” she asked, fingers sliding just under the waistband of my boxers.”
- “It scared me, a little, to not feel like I was getting used to this, to instead feel like I was growing more desperate for her every day. I had her. I lived with her. I married her. But my feelings for Hanna were foreign to me in their intensity, and the sheer unknown of our future left me feeling unsteady.”
- “All I could see were Will’s intense blue eyes, and the joy that flashed across them as they flickered down to the low neckline of my gown. All I could hear was the deep, reverent rumble of his voice as he repeated his vow to honor, and cherish, and love me for the rest of our lives. And all I could feel was the juxtaposition of cool metal and warm skin as he slid the ring on my finger. It was all I could process . . . until he kissed me, that is. Because that kiss erased everything that came before it. You may now kiss your bride. The world fell away. It really did. It was just us in that tiny spot of land, standing in silence and staring at each other, on the verge of sealing this commitment we’d made. I couldn’t stop smiling.”
- “The new wife and I were just about to enjoy some newlywed sex, but, see, this is way better”
- “Hanna. Shut up, right now. Come to my room and get laid.”
- “Did the BB finally . . . break you?” George asked with dramatic awe. “I will smack you with a hammer,” she told him with a glare. “Even in that fancy suit.”
- “I was getting married today. Me. I’d pinch myself, but if this was a dream, I never wanted to wake up.”