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Julia Boyd has dated more than her share of jerks, and she’s done even pretending to like them. Putting her dating life on hold and focusing on her event planning career is a much safer bet for the blue-eyed blonde…until she meets her newest client.Organizing the opening for an art gallery should be a breeze for Julia, but gallery owner Alex Holt is becoming very distracting. Tall and muscular with enough charisma and sexy dimples to make Julia swoon, Alex could be the perfect man. The two of them click immediately, creating enough witty banter to ignite sparks.
But just before flames of passion can erupt with Alex, Julia begins planning an engagement party…and learns the groom is Aiden, the man who broke her heart years ago. When Aiden admits that he still has feelings for Julia, everything changes. Should she seek shelter in the familiarity of the past, or should she risk everything on a brand-new love?
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This book was really good and had me laughing in places. It is book two in the series and you don't have to read book one, but it is a great book also and will give you a little insight to Julia and Alex.
Julia wants to find a man to be with, but she sabotages herself. She isn't fully healed from having her heart broken years ago by the man she thought she was gonna spend the rest of her life with. She knows that there is more than a working relationship between her and Alex, but she doesn't want to lose his friendship. She can't help but want to get to know him better though. She tries to fight him. But does she succeed? Or will she finally open her heart?
Alex hasn't let anyone close since he let his last girl down. He wants Julia and has for awhile. He has been waiting for the right moment to let her know. He has some issues he needs to work through and deal with. Can he be the guy Julia needs? Can he find the love he needs from Julia?
The epilogue had me wanting more. I want to see how Julia reacts to that news. I really hope we are getting a third book in this series. I'm thinking Darren and Sarah!!
~ Excerpt ~
Turning into one of the far rooms of the gallery, which is almost like an alcove that only a few people can fit in at a time, I finally spot Alex.
Just me and him in this tiny space.
He’s dressed impeccably, as usual, in a pinstripe suit and a light blue dress shirt that perfectly accentuates his eyes. He’s not wearing a tie again, but that’s good for me because I get to look at his throat while his Adam’s apple bobs up and down while he talks. I know I’m being ridiculous, but something as insignificant as that is so very sexy to me in a really hot guy.
“What are you doing in here all by yourself?” I ask him before bringing the glass to my lips to take another sip. “Are you hiding or something?”
He smiles and ever so smoothly brings his line of vision down my body and back up again, but not before lingering a moment too long on “the boys.”
I knew it! Alex is a tits man, and I feel so vindicated it’s not even funny. In my head I’m doing the Running Man to the tune of Salt-N-Pepa’s “Push It” and giving myself a pat on the back.
“Why would I be hiding?” he asks.
“I don’t know, why would you be hiding?”
“Why do you care if I’m hiding or not?”
“Why do you answer every question with another question?”
Alex takes a step forward, and there he goes again crowding my personal space, but I’m standing my ground this time. He raises an eyebrow at my stance and says, “Maybe I like getting you all worked up.”
The double meaning in that is so not lost on me, and just like that, we went from zero to sixty in no time at all.
“Maybe?” I ask innocently while gazing up at him.
“Now look who’s answering with questions.”
His masculine chuckle resonates through me, making my toes curl while he takes the upper hand again. I seriously cannot keep up with this much longer. I’m either going to throw him against the wall and rub myself all over him like a slutty cat on a scratching post, or I’m going to douse myself with a bucket of ice-cold water.
“For your information, I’m not hiding . . . at least not from you,” he explains. “Just like the quiet sometimes.”
“Huh. Always figured you for the type that was into parties and shit.”
“That would imply you’re thinking about me,” he says without missing a beat.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
He takes a step forward and moves to my side to leave, but not before ducking his head closer so that I feel his warm breath fan across my ear. “That’s a good question. Are you ready for the answer?”
And then he’s gone, disappearing behind me back into the gallery’s exhibit, while I ponder what just happened, kind of pissed off that the son of a bitch just answered me with another goddamn question.
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~ Author Bio ~
Barbie Bohrman was born and raised in Miami, FL and ultimately moved to the Garden State where she currently resides with her husband and two children. Life, and all that comes along with it and having long since given up on her dream of pursuing anything in the writing world, a prologue contest in a book club garnered her interest enough to throw her hat in the ring to see what, if anything, would come from it. From that contest came the roots of her debut novel, Promise Me. When she is not writing you can find her trying to get through the 1000+ books on her Kindle, or watching Lost or Seinfeld.
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