Another Shot at Love Tour Stop!!

Imogen Gorecki has a problem—her twin sister just got engaged, and guess who’s the best man? That’s right, her scum-of-an-ex-boyfriend whom she caught cheating with a bottle-blonde, with fake breasts and a stripper’s flexibility. There’s a disturbing possibility her eyes will never recover.

Gen needs a date for the engagement party, but finding Mr. Perfect in a time crunch is proving impossible. Just when she’s about to give up, she face-plants into the crotch of the sexiest guy she’s ever met.

Matt Sesnick is everything Gen wants in a man —except he’s not interested in a relationship. Can she convince Matt to take another shot at love, or will Gen’s pregnant, hormonal older sister, her bridezilla twin, and all of her past Mr. Wrongs get in the way of their happily-ever-after?

This was a sweet story.  

Imogen (“Gen”) has just broken up with her boyfriend, Brent, for cheating on her.  She’s trying to pull her life together and has sworn off men.  But, her twin sister is soon to be wed to Brent’s best friend, so she’ll be forced to see him.  What is one to do?  If you can’t find a date, then make up a boyfriend, of course!

This story was actually really funny.  The cast of characters, including Gen’s sisters and mother, really add a lot to this story.  Gen meets Matt quite by accident in a crappy restaurant after a really bad blind date that her oldest sister set her up on.  She literally puts her face in his crotch…awkward!  They hit it off, but walk away from each other.  When they meet up again, they take the time to get to know one another a bit, and they both discover that neither one is in the market for a relationship.  So, they become friends, thanks to Gen’s mother’s meddling.  The plot of this book is not all that original, but the characters I think are what set it a bit apart from the rest.  Matt is adorable.  He’s wounded, but is a really good guy.  You really want things to happen for him and Gen, but I will warn you, the buildup in this book – which I am normally a fan – is LONG.  Like, really long.  I kept thinking “Is it going to happen?  Are they going to get together?  COME ON ALREADY!”  It draws it out, which I guess could be viewed as both a plus and a minus.

I don’t think this is one of those books you’ll be thinking about for days after you’ve finished, but it’s a very entertaining and sweet read.  There are so many wonderfully romantic moments in it; this is not a smutty book full of out of control sex, but it’s truly a romance between two wounded people.  I liked it. 4 stars!

“Gennie-bear, you want another bite of this cupcake? You can use my fork,” Brent said and held it out to me. With his saliva on it.

I had no idea where his mouth had been lately. Gross.

I shook my head. “Uh, no thanks. I’m good. I’ll get another fork.” I said and shoved my chair back so hard it made a loud, screeching noise across the floor. I smiled an apology before I escaped and wondered how I could prolong the simple task of retrieving a fork.

I took my time at the counter talking to Melanie about the weather, about cupcake batter and about where she got her plastic forks, anything to delay my return to the table. When Lexie sent me the twin death glare, I sighed and went back to the table.

Brent had eaten half of my Lemon Drop cupcake.

“That one was really good,” he said and sent me a sparkly smile.

I almost stabbed him with my fork, but the bell above the door jingled and I looked up to see Matt standing there.

The light flooding through behind him tipped his dark hair in gold. I nearly sighed. Was it weird I thought I heard sirens and angels singing? There he was, my knight in shining armor, saving me again. I threw the fork down and bounded from my chair. It tipped backward, but the sound of it crashing to the floor was muffled as everything else faded to the background. I rushed into his arms and he caught me to his chest with a deep laugh and it reverberated through my body like a bass drum. His arms circled around me, wrapping me in his warmth and I breathed in the scent of him, my face feeling like it might crack with my smile.

His cheek rested against my temple and I sighed, content. Would my heart ever stop racing when my eyes caught sight of him? I hoped not. It was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.

“You came,” I whispered, not willing to let him go.

“Did you doubt I would?” He dropped a kiss to the tip of my nose, sending shivers down my spine, the butterflies knocking like mad into each other inside my stomach.

     

 

Niecey Roy knew she wanted to be a writer from a very young age, but her moment of enlightenment came after watching the movie You’ve Got Mail. It was then she realized her place in life, and happily parked her butt on writing romance. Her dream was to create sexy vixens, hunky, half-naked heroes, and above all, romance; lots and lots of butterflies in the belly, breathless first kisses and happily-ever-afters. 

Most days she can be found at home at a cluttered desk, pounding her tired little fingers away on a keyboard with nothing but black pepper flavored sunflower seeds and Visine as her weapons for mass-romance-novel-creation. When her fingers need a break, you’ll find her at a table with friends, drinking a few martinis and showing off a new pair of (sometimes ridiculous) high heels. She’s usually the loudest at the table and most often the one snorting with laughter.  

 Niecey is the author of Fender Bender Blues, a contemporary romantic comedy published by The Wild Rose Press. Her new novel to be released November 2013, Another Shot AtLove, is the first novel in the What’s Love??? series.

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