Entertainment writer Paige Turner has one of the hottest
blogs in New York City, Page Turners with Paige Turner.
When she pans the cookbook/memoir by NFL sensation, Torrian
Smallwood, people notice. Including Torrian.
Unable to resist, Torrian fires back in the blog comments,
sparking a modern War of the Roses. Except this couple is
hugely attracted to one another even if acting on that
attraction may not be in either of their best interests.
Torrian can't risk Paige's negativity affecting the launch
of his new restaurant, and Paige certainly won't allow
Torrian to interfere with her dreams of syndication. If
they can just make it through the celebrity cook-off set off
by their blog war...
Farrah Rochon writes a fun urban romance. I loved the fact
that Paige and Torrian each acknowledged their attraction
early on, although they tried to fight it. Both Paige and
Torrian come across as intelligent, fun-loving and sexy.
They have good reasons to stay apart, but as in all romantic
novels, love eventually prevails. There were a few minor
details that didn't sit right with me as a native New Yorker
but nothing big enough to take away from my reading
enjoyment. HUDDLE WITH ME TONIGHT is the perfect romantic
read to kick off the NFL season.
All Paige Turner wants is to be taken seriously as a
journalist. The entertainment columnist and blogger
extraordinaire gets more notoriety than she planned when her
scathing review of NFL superstar Torrian Smallwood's memoir
sparks an online confrontation. But that's nothing compared
to the sensual heat that tackles her when she meets the
heart-stoppingly sexy athlete face-to-face….
Torrian can't let Paige derail his dream of a new career as
a restaurateur. Even if the sassy, sultry writer is making
America's favorite wide receiver yearn to be on the
receiving end of her desire. And with a reality TV cook-off
propelling them into the spotlight, Torrian can no longer
hide his passionate secret goal—to build a future with the
woman who's making an end run around his heart….
Excerpt
Paige rounded the corner of Mancini’s Grocery and spotted
the owner in his usual spot, just outside the door, a green
apron tied around his waist and a broom in his hand.
“How’s it going, Bruno?”
“Just fine, Ms. Turner,” he answered, giving the sidewalk in
front of the store’s entrance a sweep, then extending his
hand to help her up the single step. “Got a special treat in
the store today: celebrities,” Bruno said.
“Really? You finally got Jerry Seinfeld into your store?”
“Not yet,” Bruno shook his head. “A couple of Sa–“
A large woman with a teased hairdo stomped out of the store.
“Bruno Mancini, this artichoke is not fresh,” she barked.
Paige gave Bruno an apologetic shrug as she left him to
handle the irate shopper. She unfolded her canvas grocery
bag and went straight for the produce section. She wasn’t
sure about the artichoke in question, but as far as Paige
was concerned Bruno stocked the freshest produce for miles.
It was one of the reasons she walked six blocks out of her
way to shop here.
Paige squeezed a Roma tomato and placed it in her bag.
She heard the slight commotion before she looked up and saw
it reflected in the mirrored wall behind the tomato display.
Paige’s eyes widened. “Oh, good God.”
Torrian Smallwood and Theo Stokes. They were
there.