I received an ARC of this book from InkSlinger PR in exchange for an honest review and as part of the book’s blog tour promotions.

Insta-love. This is the main thing about the story. The hero is a rockstar who just had a tragic experience and was forced to lie low while waiting for the scandal to die down. The heroine was a businesswoman who was an amazing cook and was by all means a very nice young lady. Her younger sister and ex boyfriend were engaged. This said boyfriend cheated on her with said sister.

When the hero saw the heroine, he just had to help her out. Then they slept together. Then, they admitted to each other that they had a connection they’ve never had with anyone else. Then they were exchanging “I love yous”. Then the hero was proposing. Everything felt like on fast forward. Things happened so fast.

I have to say that I was expecting more from the author because I’ve read some books from this series, and they were pretty great. I guess the fact that this is only a novella made it a necessity to speed things up. I liked the story in general, but I wasn’t such a fan of the insta-love in this story. I understand insta-love. But here, it really wasn’t that believable. If you are a fan of the 1001 Dark Nights series, you should check this out because it is a solid addition to this year’s existing books. If, like me, you are a fan of Shayla Black, you should check this book out. If it’s not for you, just remember that the Wicked Lovers series is still sexy and entertaining all in all.


“I don’t know if I’ve forgiven you yet.”

“I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make sure you do,” Jesse murmured across her cheek as he grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and shoved it up. Before he’d whisked it over her head, he’d worked the clasp of her bra open, then peeled them both off at once. The second the garments cleared her body, he covered her lips with his own and sank inside her velvety mouth, stealing inside to claim her.

They’d spoken a lot of words to one another. She’d heard him…for the most part. But now he wanted them to communicate in a way he felt certain she’d understand completely.

“Shoes off,” he insisted.

Then he set to work at the fastenings of her pants while drowning in the taste of her kiss. As he slid them down her hips, she kicked her tennis shoes aside and wriggled her hips until the denim fell to her ankles and she stood before him in nothing but a tiny pair of white lace panties.

Jesse smiled as he released the messy pile of her brown hair shimmering atop her head. As the waves cascaded around her shoulders, heat settled in his belly. Blood rushed to his cock. Yeah, this woman did it for him, excited him in ways he hadn’t known a woman could. For the first time in his life, he wanted to be a better person—enough to do the hard work to improve himself, not use her for some quick fix to normalcy and improved self-esteem, the way he’d tried with Kimber years ago. He intended to be a better man for Bristol. He intended to keep her beside him, wake up every morning to her smile.

Heavy realizations. But Jesse couldn’t remember a time he’d felt clearer or more certain.

“Now lose the underwear,” he demanded. “Slide them down your hips slowly and let me see what I’m craving.”

She cocked her head. “What if I don’t take orders from you?”

Oh, now she was challenging him. He just smiled. “I can take what I want.”

“I dare you,” she breathed.

He understood what she was playing at. If she gave in too easily now, it would bend her pride. Instead, she challenged him to take her body and push the issue of her surrender.

Game on.

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