Bachelors of Arizona Book Two; Standalone
She’s no Sleeping Beauty. And he’s definitely no prince . . .
Margot McCleery could have lived her whole life without seeing Bentley Wellington again-her ex-best friend and the poster boy for Hot, Rich Man-Whores everywhere. But Margot’s whiskey-augmented grandmother “buys” Bentley at a charity bachelor auction, and now suddenly he’s at her door. Impossibly charming. Impossibly sexy. And still a complete and utter jackass.
Bentley’s just been coerced by his grandfather to spend the next thirty days charming and romancing the reclusive red-haired beauty who hates him. The woman he abandoned when she needed him the most. Bentley knows just as much about romance as he knows about love-nothing. But the more time he spends with Margot, the more he realizes that “just friends” will never be enough. Now all he has to do is convince her to trust him with her heart . . .
In a twist on the typical shut-in story, The Playboy Bachelor takes two former best friends, one who now refuses to enter the outside world and one who is both a playboy and the one who abandoned her, and pushes them together against their wills. Forced to be in each other’s company for an extended period of time, secrets surface and long buried sexual tension reaches a high point.
RVD always writes contemporary romance well, playing with humor and sweetness, but she isn’t afraid of delving into more deep-seated issues that add conflict and tension in her characters and her stories. Having a female character barricaded in due to a horrific accident allowed there to be a nice change in the dynamic of how it affects a woman differently and how that plays into a male character pushing past it. Add to it the history between the two, the past feelings and connection, and it pushes all of that into a sharper point of contention. Margot and Bentley were two very different characters and I enjoyed the contrast and how it affected them both individually and as a potential couple through friendship to not friends and finally to when the playing fields change.
The Playboy Bachelor played with secrets and twists and humor and hotness. The Wellington family is as meddlesome as ever and it was enjoyable to see them again. It’s a perfectly sexy and light read that settles nicely on enemies-to-lovers and a constant building of sexual tension, and I’m looking forward to the next brother we get to see find love.
“I’m writing a kissing scene!” she blurted, mentally kicking herself for screaming it in his face. “And the guy’s a complete jackass. Since my only experience with jackasses is you…” Her voice was shaky, just like her body. Could he tell how much she wanted him? How much she hated that her response was this—raw. “I-I figured you were the only one who could show me what it’s like.” Good one, Margot. Do you really have to sound so…desperate?
“What what’s like?”
“A kiss. From a jackass.”
“Got the jackass part.” He treaded water and then grabbed her by the arm and pulled her deeper into the pool until they were on the opposite end, his body pressed against hers. At least his eyes were still locked on her face. “And you’ve never been kissed?”
She rolled her eyes. “Not by someone like—”
“If you keep insulting me, this kiss won’t ever happen, Red.”
“Don’t call me that,” Margot whispered. Was she so weak that she’d forgive his abandonment for one kiss? “Please?”
“This kiss.” His calculated gaze didn’t make her feel any better about the situation. “How long does it need to be? How deep? Where do you want my hands?”
Margot’s mouth dropped open. “That’s not how kisses work! You can’t just map out the kiss. That takes all the romance out of it!”
“Oh, so you want romance?”
“Yes! No! I mean. I didn’t say that!” Her face flamed, and she sagged in defeat. Admitting she wanted romance kind of felt like she was on the losing end of the little battles they’d been having, like she was giving him an in. And if he got in, he’d only hurt her again.
“I was joking,” he said, just before his lips brushed hers. His tongue slid across her bottom lip and then sucked it for a few seconds before he slid it into her mouth and deepened the kiss.
Her lips softened beneath his gentle coaxing, and his hard thighs pressed against hers as a deep hunger awakened within her.
Oh, this was bad.
And very, very good at the same time.
Bachelors of Arizona #1; Standalone
♦ABOUT THE AUTHOR♦
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!
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