Jane Wright has landed herself in a real mess. In a bid to
promote her matchmaking company, Smart Cupid, Jane has
found
herself agreeing to a bet, on live tv, with her business
rival
DatesRUs. She has promised to find the perfect match for
one
of New York's most eligible bachelors, Charlie Goodman, in
just five days. As if that is not difficult enough,
Charlie
just happens to be her best friend, whom she had an
amazing
week of passion with, before she unceremoniously dumped
him
via cocktail napkin, and hasn't spoken to him in six
months.
This should be easy! After all, her theory that your
perfect
match is found purely through logical, rational factors is
right. Passion always fades and all that's left is hurt
and
heartbreak, right?
Charlie is not inclined to help his former best friend,
Jane,
out of the mess she has gotten herself into. Six months
ago
she had truly hurt him and it has been hell for him not
having
her around. Deciding to teach her a lesson, he agrees to
go on
her organised dates for him, but secretly vows to show her
just how strong passion and sexual need matters in a
relationship. And when he has Jane right where he wants
her,
he will walk away from her for good.
As their easy friendship falls back into place, their
intense
connection flares to life. But with two people struggling
with
the emotional scars from their pasts, is it possible that
an
all-consuming, uncontrollable love can stand the test of
time?
BREAKING THE BACHELOR by Maggie Kelley is hot, hot, hot in
all
the right places! With an interesting and unique plot,
Maggie
Kelley's characters jump to life and I was caught up in
the
action with them. I could feel the sexual tension and
feelings
churning between Jane and Charlie, but their fears and
childhood issues were also depicted in a compassionate and
tender way. With plenty of mishaps, 'perfect' dates,
humour
and steamy situations, BREAKING THE BACHELOR by Maggie
Kelley,
is a contemporary romance that has it all.
Goaded by her competition, matchmaker Jane Wright makes a
very public bet that she can find the “perfect” match for
Manhattan's hottest
confirmed bachelor—sexy-as-sin bartender Charlie Goodman.
Unfortunately, Charlie is also Jane's ex-lover, a man she
broke up with on a cocktail napkin. With her company on
the line, Jane has no choice but to convince the man of
her most impractical dreams to dive back into the dating
pool.
Charlie doesn't want to see Jane's business fail. He just
wants a little
revenge. Determined to prove to Jane that chemistry
always beats
compatibility algorithms, he plans to drive her crazy
with desire...then
walk away. And his plan is working. A little too well,
actually. Because
even as Jane scrambles to calculate Charlie's best match,
the heat
building between combusts. But Charlie's been so busy
outsmarting Cupid that he hasn't noticed he's the naughty
cherub's next target...
Excerpt
She tried to speak, but nothing filtered down from her
dopamine-addled brain. And then he was kissing her.
Tenderly, at first, his kiss seemed to test its limits,
equal parts bitter and sweet, like a whiskey Manhattan.
His hands moved up her back and tangled in the curls at
the nape of her neck. He deepened his kiss slowly, adding
intensity with her every soft sigh of encouragement. Her
heart pounded against the tablet she held against her
chest as his lips traveled her skin, gliding across her
collarbone, burrowing in her neck, moving to lick at her
earlobe, until finally coming back to capture her mouth,
biting and nibbling at her bottom lip, exploring the
depths of her. Logical or not, she loved the rhythm of
his mouth against hers, light and tender, slow and
passionate, playful and teasing. How much she’d missed
the feel of him—the feel of his strong, rangy body, the
taste of his lips, the citrus and spice scent of his skin
—all of him threatening her ability to stick to her own
damned rules.
The Laundromat’s red neon sign blinked in the window.
Wash. Fold. Oh, yes, Charlie, put your lips on me.
Wash. Fold. Kiss me.
Wash. Fold. Do not stop kissing me.
Her pulse rushed ahead, but despite her body’s longing
for this man who was singularly bad for her psyche, her
brain fought back for some control. No matter how good
she felt right now, he was still the same Charlie…sexy,
impulsive, rule-breaking Charlie, kissing her senseless
in the middle of a Laundromat. Yes, the way the fresh,
soapy scent of Tide mixed with the deep spice of him made
her want to stay in the Fluff ’N Fold kissing him until
all of New York stood still. But she’d created her list
of must-haves for a reason, to ensure her relationships
would be risk-free, to protect her heart, so if she was
smart, she was going to stop kissing him right now.
Like this very second.
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