A British Lady
Lady Emma Wells-Finch, the oh-so-proper headmistress of England's St. Gertrude's School for Girls, is a woman on a mission she has two weeks to lose her reputation. Arriving in Texas with skirts flying, umbrella pointing, and beautiful mouth issuing orders, she knows only one thing will save her from losing everything she holds dear: complete and utter disgrace!
A Texas Rascal
World-famous playboy-athlete Kenny Traveler has kicked up his boot heels one too many times, and now he's suspended from the sport he loves. Only one thing will restore his career: complete and utter respectability! Unfortunately, he's been blackmailed into chauffeuring bossy, single-minded Lady Emma, and she's hell-bent on visiting honkytonks, chasing down tattoo parlors, and worse ... lots worse.
Love, All-American Style
When a gorgeous man who can't afford another scandal meets a hardheaded woman who's determined to cause one, anything can happen. But love? Oh, dear. That's impossible. That's outrageous. That's ... inevitable!
My first thought on Kenny: is this guy for real?? I thought nah it can’t be! And then this happened:
[the woman is holding two kids in her arms]
He mentally redressed her in a tight top, short skirt, and a pair of stiletto heels, then added black fishnet stockings for good measure. He’d never paid for sex in his life, but he decided he’d be more than happy to throw a little extra cash her way if she ever decided she needed to earn something on the side to pay for her kids’ orthodontics work.
This literally left me gaping… I mean I hate kids and all but this guy is exaggerated. Am I going to burn in hell for laughing at this? I just can’t help myself.
I’m going to pick even more on Kenny. *evil grin* Check this quote out:
He’d been maneuvering women all his adult life, and he’d never yet let one of them forget her proper place. Right underneath him.
Eeeeh? Do you love him now?? Oh my dear Kenny we’ll get along just fine. You tied up to a poll and me exercising some baseball bat swings on you. Good times. I lost count of the amount of facepalms I’ve used regarding him and his brilliant mind. Double the sarcasm there, just in case. BUT (there’s a big but in here) since Kenny hates Dallie, I guess that makes him on my side right? I think I’m getting to like this guy.
Emma and Kenny have perf-*Latino tune playing in the background* Ugh I can’t say the words anymore without thinking of Latino teens. But here goes. They have perfect chemistry *Latino tune playing in the background* Could someone please turn that damn tune off!!
“Now this is where I draw the line! It’s bad enough everybody in town’s going to be thinkin’ I’m sleeping with a depressed, lice-ridden, hemorrhoidal foreigner who likes to be tied up and might be pregnant, although—since she’s just about cornered the market on condoms—I don’t know how that could have happened. But I will not —you listen to me, Emma!—I absolutely will not have anybody thinkin’ a woman of mine needs a vaginal moisturizer , do you hear me?”
What did I tell you? Perfect chem- *Latino tune playing in the background*
*gets shotgun and shoots musician in the head*
Alrighty then I’m glad that’s over… Let’s get back to our characters! Hmmmm who else? I love Dex. Simply adore him! He totally stole the spotlight from Kenny. Beddington is a sonofabitch. Hated his guts and hated Emma for taking sh*t from him. I’d just kick him where it hurts the most and throw him in a river. Hope that he would drown or something.
Well, what’s the easiest way to say this? MINE!!!
I ADORE Susan Elizabeth Phillips and think her books are the best in the contemporary romance genre. At least for what I’ve read so far. The story is hilarious! Grab it and
spank read it!
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