A story of heart-stopping, toe-curling passion by the beloved bestselling author of Hard to Love, Resisting Her, and The Impact of You.
Straight-laced and well-mannered southerner Emmy Clarke is out of her depth in New York City’s fashion world, but when she lands a job as an assistant at a modeling agency it seems like the perfect mix of business and pleasure. Working under the notoriously tyrannical Fiona Stone is a nightmare, but there’s one distinct perk: ogling the ridiculously hot male models who parade through the office—particularly rising star Ben Shaw.
Ben is everything Emmy’s not: exquisitely gorgeous, highly paid, and well-traveled. He’s also got more issues than Vogue. Emmy looks after Ben on photo shoots, but she refuses to become another one of his lusting groupies. Ben finds Emmy’s refreshingly real attitude to be surprisingly attractive.
Against a backdrop of the most fashionable cities in the world, casual flirting turns into an illicit affair, but when Ben’s twisted past is revealed, and the bitter Fiona catches wind of their relationship, their careers and hearts are threatened
5 SUPER –SEXY-STEAMY-MODEL STARS
What do you get when you throw in a Model, a Southern girl, Paris as the backdrop oh and super-hot steamy scenes? A FABULOUS KENDALL RYAN READ!
Ben is a high-end Fashion model. He’s rich, good-looking, young, and women want to gobble him up. Emmy is a southern girl from Tennessee. Emmy is not a model, she’s not a size zero and is just trying to make it in the fashion world. Emmy is Fiona’s assistant, who is Ben’s manager. Fiona isn’t easy on Emmy and Emmy has enough to worry about, but super sexy Ben sure keeps Emmy plenty distracted.
He was gorgeous and funny and made me feel all kinds of alive
So the blurb is super cute. I’ve always been fond of the ubber successful, good looking guy showing interest in the normal looking gal. Shoot, you throw in the word Southern in there and I’m all over that like hot cakes (in case you are wondering, I’m from Texas, so the gun reference was very comical and true). Then there’s the “villain”, the super cool and confident Fiona, who is thrown into the mix. You have all of that and it’s like BAM … you got yourself a mother fucking perfect read. Oh yeah, I busted out with the curses. You know I’m serious when I start using the F-word.
I freaking adored Emmy. I loved it. She’s cute, she’s adorable and she’s a really great Heroine. She’s strong, yet a little hesitant, she’s takes charge, but doesn’t mind letting someone else take control, she’s just a well-balanced character.
AND BEN…. Let’s just let me say this. One single word… MODEL, YUP…. I was just envisioning, the perfect male. Ben is lickable, fuckable and swoon worthy. Like Emmy, he has the PERFECT balance of being dominate, yet sweet, strong, yet weak, heroic, yet kind of flawed. I loved Ben from start to finished and yes even after reading the prologue.
Now, let’s get to the prologue. My first impression was the prologue and it pissed me off. It’s a pet peeve of mine, but I hate reading the ending at the beginning, I can name several novels I have loved and have done this, but it’s like that little thing… just why? When you finish, you will get it. It’s pretty risky revealing it all out there, but I think it adds a nice dynamic to the read.
The scene is set in Paris and basically Ben, Emmy and a few side characters are just working on many projects. I’m a MAJOR FASHION BUFF, so I was like oh HECK YEAH to this story line. Also, I recently went to Paris last spring, so it brought up some yummy memories.
There’s plenty of tug, witty banter and steamy scenes between Emmy and Ben. There is not insta-love or even insta-lust. No, you don’t have to wait too long for some steam, but to me, EVERYTHING flowed. I enjoyed the writing style very much. I also loved that Kendall added Ben’s POV from time to time. It helped me with his character A LOT.
Oh and there’s a part in there… it’s not really significant, I guess it kind of is… it’s not a spoiler or anything, but when she wrote it in, I REMEMBER THE DAY KENDALL ASKED THIS ON FACEBOOK. It just shows how much she loves her fans. She did us justice girls! (THANK YOU FOR THAT).
It’s a very steamy read. It didn’t in any way hinder my reading experience. There was just enough kink and steam to keep me fully interested and panting for more.
And then the ending…. If you want to know if there is a cliffy or not… here is your answer ---- > there’s a closed cliffy.
The photographer only prompted Ben very little. He knew how to move on camera, holding each pose for a few clicks, then turning, tilting his jaw just slightly, pouting his mouth, placing his hands on his hips, in his hair. He knew how to work the camera. The one thing that remained constant despite his movements was his intense stare, looking straight into the camera. Those dark hazel eyes burning so brilliantly. A shiver raced up my spine remembering how dark and hungry his eyes looked when he rubbed the toy against my panties last night.
The photographer clicked away, in obvious joy at getting to work with such a talent. “Chin up,” he directed. “Beautiful.” Click, click. “Relax your shoulders.” Click. “Stunning. Just like that.” Click, click.
The ads for the designer denim jeans hugging Ben in all the right places would be on billboards and in magazines that fall. I felt like a cool kid that I got to sneak a peak of the behind the scenes action.
“Great, now look off camera. Pick something to focus on,” the photographer told Ben.
His eyes found mine.
“Good, stay there,” the photographer said.
Ben’s pouty lips parted and his gaze slipped lower, settling over my chest. His jaw twitched. Desire raced through my system. My breasts felt so full and heavy, they practically throbbed for his touch.
Every tilt of his jaw, each flex of his arms felt sexual to me, a silent beckoning me with his eyes. I suppressed a hot shiver. The things he could do to my body without laying a finger on me scared me. This man was devastating to my system.
“Smoldering!” the photographer called out, continuing to click away.
If he only knew…my panties were about to ignite. Honest to God, I was a fire hazard. Ben needed to stop looking at me like that. His eyes wandered the length of my body, and I lost any interest I had in keeping us apart. My body wanted this too bad. Craved it. Like a junkie needing a fix.
Kendall Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the contemporary romance novels HARD TO LOVE, UNRAVEL ME, MAKE ME YOURS, RESISTING HER and THE IMPACT OF YOU. She's a sassy, yet polite Midwestern gal with a deep love of books, and a slight addiction to lipgloss. Visit her at: www.kendallryanbooks.com for the latest books news.
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