New York City’s hottest bachelors are stirring up trouble in this fun, flirty Oxford Novel, as a love triangle forces a feisty beauty to choose between winning back Mr. Right or giving in to Mr. Wrong.
Taylor Carr has it all—a sleek job in advertising, a stunning Manhattan apartment, and the perfect man to share it with: Bradley Calloway. Even after Bradley dumps her for a co-worker on move-in day, Taylor isn’t worried. She’ll get her man eventually. In the meantime, she needs a new roommate. Enter Nick Ballantine, career bartender, freelance writer—and longtime pain in Taylor’s ass. Sexy in a permanent five-o’clock-shadow kind of way, Nick knows how to push Taylor’s buttons, as if he could see right through to the real her.
Nick’s always trying to fix people, and nobody could use a good fixing more than Taylor. Sure, she’s gorgeous, with mesmerizing silver eyes, but it’s her vulnerability that kills him. Now that they’re shacking up together, the chemistry is out of control. Soon they’re putting every part of their two-bedroom apartment to good use. Then Taylor’s ex comes crawling back to her, and Nick figures she’ll jump at the chance to go back to her old life—unless he fights for the best thing that ever happened to him.
She hated being the newcomer— hated feeling vulnerable in any way for fear that someone would see right through her shield of confidence and call her out as a fraud. To expose her as what she really was on the inside: lonely. Maybe a little unlovable, if she wanted to get melodramatic about it.
We talked. That was it. Why is it that everyone seems to think carnage will follow whenever I have a conversation with someone?
I’m not seeing anyone else, Taylor. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. You consume me.
I’ve got three sisters and four nieces, and my best friend is a woman. I’m fluent in the language of lady tears.
I find I am rather conflicted in how to rate this book. While, as always, Ms. Layne’s work was amusing and well-written, I had considerable difficulty in appreciating the female main character of Taylor. Taylor was a cold fish and an aloof ice princess who was instantly and unnecessarily sarcastic and antagonistic toward the adorable Nick. Nick was a nice man – but she had disliked him on sight and turned him into her nemesis by going all mean girl. As the story and her childhood history unfolded, she began to thaw and I did too, and although I totally adored Nick – I could not find Taylor endearing. On the plus side, I found much of the storyline witty and amusing. I enjoy Ms. Layne’s snarky humor and always look forward to the clever and easy banter among the smart and feisty characters from previous books. I will recall this group fondly, and with a smile, whenever consuming a tuna roll.
a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books.