Okay, so who’s ready to one-click some awesome weekend reads??? If you’re on the East Coast, you won’t be beach-bound this weekend, so it’s a great opportunity to curl up on the couch with a glass (or bottle – I don’t judge) of wine and flip electronic pages through the monsoon-like storms.
Lucky for you, I have a handful of fabulous sexy, angsty options to keep you thoroughly occupied.
Like Bossman by Vi Keeland – as of this week, a #1 New York Times Bestseller.
Synopsis
The first time I met Chase Parker, I didn’t exactly make a good impression.
I was hiding in the bathroom hallway of a restaurant, leaving a message for my best friend to save me from my awful date.
He overheard and told me I was a bitch, then proceeded to offer me some dating advice.
So I told him to mind his own damn business―his own tall, gorgeous, full-of-himself damn business―and went back to my miserable date.
When he walked by my table, he smirked, and I watched his arrogant, sexy ass walk back to his date.
I couldn’t help but sneak hidden glances at the condescending jerk on the other side of the room. Of course, he caught me on more than one occasion, and winked.
When the gorgeous stranger and his equally hot date suddenly appeared at our table, I thought he was going to rat me out.
But instead, he pretended we knew each other and joined us―telling elaborate, embarrassing stories about our fake childhood.
My date suddenly went from boring to bizarrely exciting.
When it was over and we parted ways, I thought about him more than I would ever admit, even though I knew I’d never see him again.
I mean, what were the chances I’d run into him again in a city with eight million people?Then again…
What were the chances a month later he’d wind up being my new sexy boss?
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Or, maybe you’re looking for a rom-com like No Pants Required by Kim Karr.
Synopsis
I, Makayla Alexander, am on a mission to reinvent myself. So when a super hot guy boards the plane and flashes his rock hard abs, I pay attention. When he sits next to me and offers me his nuts, I can’t resist. But when I choke on them and he tells me I need to work on my gag reflex, I realize I might be in over my head.
Before I know it we’re in the lavatory and attempting to join the Mile High Club. Let me just say this…anyone who tells you it’s easy to get it on at 37,000 feet isn’t telling you the truth. After the flight attendant busts us for getting frisky in the air, the only thing that can ease my total and complete mortification is the simple fact that I am never going to see him again.
Hours later, I can’t help but wonder if fate will ever allow me to become a new version of myself.
Because Fate, she’s a fickle bitch.
Case in point…my seatmate is my new next-door neighbor.
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But… if angst is what really puts the starch in your sail, consider one-clicking Roommates: A Standalone Stepbrother Romance.
Synopsis
Ethan Fitzell has been avoiding his stepsister Jenny since their parents got married, but when she shows up at his apartment uninvited, he’s forced to face the fact that her absence has only made his heart grow fonder…
Jenny
I always liked him.
But when our parents got married, things got confused. As if being a teenager isn’t confusing enough.
All I knew was that the feelings I had for him weren’t okay.
I’ll never forget the anxiety I felt the night I ran into him at a party that had gotten out of control.
I saw him standing around with the popular kids as soon as I walked in the door.
And he saw me, too. He always saw me. It was talking to me that he avoided.
I watched his buddy spin an empty wine bottle on the butcher block while my friend Brandi rummaged in her oversized purse for the two bottles of hard lemonade her older sister gave us.
When the spinning bottle stopped, I realized everyone was staring at me.
“Looks like you’ve gotta kiss Jen,” some jock said to Ethan.
I felt the color drain from my face, taking the moisture in my mouth with it as a suffocating panic grew in my chest. I was going to be found out.
Ethan laughed it off. “Yeah, that’s not happening. She’s my sister.”
“Not really, though,” his buddy insisted.
The eruption of laughter and jeering sounds made the dim kitchen feel like a jungle full of predators, and I was sure my cheeks were going to burst into flames.
“Don’t be stupid,” Ethan said, tilting a can of beer over his mouth.
When his friend spun the bottle again, Ethan glanced back at me one more time and wiped the back of his hand across his lips.
I’ve been wondering what it would be like to kiss him ever since.
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What did I tell you? Steam, drama, giggles…you get it all. Is that finger itching to one-click yet? =)