Author: Kate Canterbary
Date of
Publication:
November 18th 2014
Synopsis
Some
lines are meant to be crossed.
Patrick
That hair. That fucking
hair. It was everywhere, always, and I wanted to tangle my fingers in those
dark curls and pull. And that would be fine if she wasn't my apprentice.
Andy Asani was nothing like
I expected. She was exotic and scary-brilliant, and the slightest murmur from
those lips sent hot, hungry lust swirling through my veins. Outside my
siblings, she was the only person I could name who shared my obsession with
preserving Boston's crumbling buildings.
Andy
My wants were few: good
eats, tall boots, hot yoga, interesting work. One incredibly hot architect with
the most expressive hazel eyes I ever encountered and entirely too much talent
in and out of the bedroom wasn't part of the original plan. Apparently he was
part of the package.
Wine was my rabbi and vodka
was my therapist, and I needed plenty of both to survive my apprenticeship.
Especially with Patrick Walsh leaving love notes in the form of bite marks all
over my body.
Goodreads:
REVIEW:
This is the second book in the series, but don't let that stop you, because it's easy enough to figure mostly everything out from the information you learn throughout this story.
This is told from a dual POV (which I happen to love), but I'm going on record and say that I enjoyed Patrick's POV so much more than Andy's POV.
I got the impression that he would be all stuffy, standoffish and boring as hell when Andy was narrating during her internship interview with Patrick and his sister Shannon. Thankfully when his narration started that impression was blown clear out of the water. Sure he acted like an ass for the first few chapters of the book, but reading his inner dialogue was freakin' hilarious!
I got the impression that he would be all stuffy, standoffish and boring as hell when Andy was narrating during her internship interview with Patrick and his sister Shannon. Thankfully when his narration started that impression was blown clear out of the water. Sure he acted like an ass for the first few chapters of the book, but reading his inner dialogue was freakin' hilarious!
Andy was a little harder to like, it seemed like she didn't know how to let loose and have fun. I get being determined and driven, but life isn't always that serious. Unfortunately for her, she learned the hard way thanks to a speech by her friend Jess.
All in all an enjoyable story, I've gone back and gotten the first in the series and can't wait to read the others in the series as they are released.
RATING
ARC provided in exchange for honest review.
Book One on
The Walshes Series
Underneath
It All (The Walshes, #1)
If I had known I'd have a hot architect balls deep inside of me before the end of the weekend, I'd have made time for a pedicure.
Lauren
It's all the little things—the action plans, the long-kept promises—that started falling apart when my life slipped into controlled chaos.
After I met Matthew Walsh.
I couldn't decide whether I wanted to run screaming or rip his pants off, and most days I wanted a little of both. If I was being honest with myself, it was rip his pants off, ride him like a workhorse, and then run screaming.
Matthew
A rebellious streak ran through Lauren Halsted. It was fierce and unrelentingly beautiful, and woven through too many good girl layers to count, and she wasn't letting anyone tell her what to do.
Unless, of course, she was naked.
She wasn't looking for me and I sure as shit wasn't looking for her, but we found each other anyway and now we were locked in a battle of wills, waiting for the other to blink.
Sometimes the universe conspires to bring people together. Other times, it throws people down a flight of stairs and leaves them in a bruised and bloodied heap.
Lauren
It's all the little things—the action plans, the long-kept promises—that started falling apart when my life slipped into controlled chaos.
After I met Matthew Walsh.
I couldn't decide whether I wanted to run screaming or rip his pants off, and most days I wanted a little of both. If I was being honest with myself, it was rip his pants off, ride him like a workhorse, and then run screaming.
Matthew
A rebellious streak ran through Lauren Halsted. It was fierce and unrelentingly beautiful, and woven through too many good girl layers to count, and she wasn't letting anyone tell her what to do.
Unless, of course, she was naked.
She wasn't looking for me and I sure as shit wasn't looking for her, but we found each other anyway and now we were locked in a battle of wills, waiting for the other to blink.
Sometimes the universe conspires to bring people together. Other times, it throws people down a flight of stairs and leaves them in a bruised and bloodied heap.
About
the Author
Kate doesn't have it all figured out, but this is what she knows
for sure: spicy-ass salsa and tequila solve most problems, living on the
ocean--Pacific or Atlantic--is the closest place to perfection, and writing
smart, smutty stories is a better than any amount of chocolate. She started out
reporting for an indie arts and entertainment newspaper back when people still
read newspapers, and she has been writing and surreptitiously interviewing
people—be careful sitting down next to her on an airplane—ever since. Kate
lives on the water in Rhode Island with Mr. Canterbary and the Little Baby
Canterbary, and when she isn't writing sexy architects, she's scheduling her
days around the region's best food trucks.
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