BEST FRIENDS WITH THE BILLIONAIRE is Book 2 in Coleen
Kwan's "Rochesters" series. Cassie Cooper has been in
love with Kirk Rochester since the days they roomed
together in college. This book has everything I love --
unrequited love, a "friends-to-lovers" theme, a fake
girlfriend, a sexy CEO, and an equal balance of humor,
angst, and eroticism. Also thrown into the mix is the
fact that Kirk is a widower and Cassie feels as though
his late wife is haunting Kirk and standing in the way of
their happiness together.
Cassie is visiting the U.S. for her estranged sister's
upcoming wedding. For much of BEST FRIENDS WITH THE
BILLIONAIRE, Cassie's mother and sister treat her like
Cinderella. The family drama adds another layer to the
characters as well as the story. I like how Coleen Kwan
makes Cassie a flawed heroine with insecurities and
family troubles like most people have. I was able to
relate to the character on a personal level, as will
other readers, because of Cassie's body image issues.
This combination of self-doubt and strength made me root
for Cassie to get her man and assert herself with her
family.
Cassie's heartbreak and longing for Kirk made my eyes
water at times. Getting Kirk's perspective in BEST
FRIENDS WITH THE BILLIONAIRE helped me to understand him
better, as well as get some crucial info that Cassie
never had about his relationship with his wife. I love
stories in which the heroine and hero put on a pretense
of a romantic relationship to fool somebody. Cassie
pretending to be Kirk's girlfriend leads to some fun and
super sexy moments, as well as getting Kirk to look at
Cassie in a different light and out of the friend zone.
Coleen Kwan creates delicious sexual tension leading to
some truly hot scenes.
BEST FRIENDS WITH THE BILLIONAIRE will inflame your
senses and occasionally bring a tear to your eye. I like
the realistic contradiction of Cassie bucking the
traditional female mold in so many ways and being an
independent woman, while also sometimes allowing niggling
fears to get the better of her. This book has made me
eager to go back and read the first book in the series
about Kirk's cousin Lex. I look forward to reading the
next book by Coleen Kwan.
Cassie Cooper has never been the kind of girl noticed for
her looks. But around billionaire Kirk Rochester, her
best friend from college, Cassie wishes she could turn
just one head—his. So when Kirk asks her to be his
pretend girlfriend to thwart another woman's unwanted
advances, Cassie embraces the opportunity to prove to him
that she does have a feminine side.
Disillusioned by a rough marriage that had an even
rougher end, Kirk values friendship more than romance.
He’s always had a good thing going with Cassie. But he
can’t ignore how sexy she is now playing the role of his
girlfriend, and soon he’s fighting a dangerous attraction
to her. Even though their time between the sheets is
scorching hot, he refuses to take it beyond “friends with
benefits.” He’s learned the hard way that loving someone
is the first step to destroying his heart, and he won’t
risk losing the best person in his life by falling in
love with her.
Excerpt
Kirk finished his beer then visited the restroom. When he
returned, a man was talking to Cassie. The stranger stood
next to her bar stool, one arm propped up on the counter,
leaning over her. He was well-groomed, probably in his
thirties, and the way he was blocking Cassie off from the
rest of the crowd indicated he was definitely interested
in her.
Kirk stopped dead in his tracks. A strange, barbed
feeling twisted in his gut as he stared at Cassie, trying
to gauge her reaction to the dude. She sat straight, legs
crossed, looking up at the guy hitting on her, and the
small grin on her face said she wasn’t exactly
discouraging him. Why the hell did she have to smile at
him like that?
As he watched, Cassie straightened her Giants T-shirt,
and the movement drew his attention to her breasts. He’d
never studied her breasts before, but now he couldn’t
help noticing they were round and firm and generous. He
found himself noticing other things about her, like the
soft fullness of her lower lip, the thick sweep of hair
brushing her eyes, the curve of her upper thighs encased
in denim.
The prickling in his gut intensified and rippled through
his limbs. His fingers spasmed, and the muscles in his
back contracted. Heat sparked and bloomed in him and
spread to his groin in a hot, inexorable tide.
Shit, what was going on with him? He was staring at
Cassie—leering at her—like a man who’d just gotten out of
prison. Why hadn’t he ever noticed how sexy she was? Not
glaringly sexy, not in a pouty, mincing, cleavage-
thrusting way, but in a subtle, fresh, natural way, a way
that snuck up and hit him on the head like a sledge
hammer.
He rubbed the back of his neck, confused and dismayed by
these novel sensations. How could he be turned on by
Cassie now, after all these years? She was his best
friend, she trusted him, relied on him. She’d never shown
any amorous interest in him, not once in all the years
they’d known each other. If she knew what was going
through his head, if she knew he was sorely tempted to
touch her, kiss her, run his hands all over her, she’d be
horrified. Or frightened.
He couldn’t risk it. He’d already decided that he valued
friendship over sex. Lust was transitory, and Cassie was
too important to him to risk scaring her off. He had to
forget how much he wanted to hold her.
The guy chatting her up let out a braying laugh, at the
same time slipping an arm around her waist.
That does it! Kirk strode up to Cassie’s bar stool,
jostling the man’s arm so it dropped to his side.
“Are you ready to go?” he asked Cassie, acting like the
other man didn’t exist.
“Hey, dude, what’s your problem?”
Kirk kept his focus on Cassie. She glanced between the
two of them, bewildered. “Uh, sure.” As she stood, she
looked at the other guy. “Sorry, we have to go.”
“But I don’t have your number.”
Kirk’s lips tightened. “It’s 1-800-in-your-dreams,” he
snapped before he took Cassie by the arm and ushered her
out the bar.