I honestly cannot remember a time where I’ve thoroughly enjoyed a book as much as this one. I laughed. I cried. I swooned. But this is what Ms. Nissenson’s does with her books. With her characters. You never read them, you live through her words. 

Jordan Reeves aka Doctor Dreamboat loves the ladies. And the ladies sure love him. He’s pretty well known for his Bachelor status. And he has no intentions of changing that. That is until he sets his sights on Aubrey Larson during a vacation trip. While she reminds him briefly of someone, he quickly learns that that similarities end at the physical appearance. Aubrey is feisty, sexy, and not afraid to speak the truth and call him out when she sees fit. He’s determined to get her to dinner. And he does not stop until she finally says yes! 

There’s an intensity between Aubrey and Jordan. Their connection is fire on the pages. Palpable. Profound. Jordan’s love for Aubrey will leave you breathless. His love is manifested in the way he speaks. His actions. His love is bold. Fierce. He also loves with laughter and joy. This book was the perfect union of romance, passion, and humor. But when Jordan fails to be honest with Aubrey, it could cost him the very thing that he thought he would never find in life. Her love. 

One of my favorite things about this book is the writing. The author holds nothing back as she delivers a heartfelt narrative on love and fate. And the importance of truth in love. The execution of the story was flawless in the tangible and honest narrative of Aubrey and Jordan’s journey to love. This is not my first book by this author. With every new book of hers I am blown away by her talent of remarkable storytelling. There are some twists in this book that adds exciting layers and depth to the storyline. Ms. Nissenson is undoubtedly a master at crafting stories that are truly the epitome of romance. Her words are a testament to the power in love. 

The Girl Of His Dreams was definitely one of my favorite reading experiences. Hilarious. Romantic. Sensual. This book had the perfect recipe of what all romance stories are made of! I was so easily invested in not only the storyline, but the character themselves. I laughed with them. Cried with them. And most importantly? I felt the moment they fell in love. Love is a risk. It’s giving someone else power to hurt you, but trusting them not to. Aubrey and Jordan materialized this. Despite how the story unfolds when all comes to light, it was their love that was never questioned. I could totally see this book come to life as a movie. There was so much heart and life within this book and the characters that I find myself thinking about these characters days after I read The End. Well done! I can’t wait to read the next Bachelor’s story! ​

​Footsteps sounded outside my door. My wide-eyed gaze shot in that direction, and my pulse went stratospheric. The door pushed inward. Then I saw Luc leaning against the doorjamb, his muscular body draped in faded jeans and a loose black T-shirt, his dark hair mussed as if he’d run his hands through it several times, his unique gray eyes as stormy and intimidating as ever.
My heart bumped, and a familiar warmth spread through my chest when I remembered this was my Luc. The man who’d taken control of my body and awakened my heart with just one touch. The man who’d rearranged every one of my priorities. The man who’d saved my life on more than one occasion.
But just as quickly I remembered that he was also the man whose family was involved in multiple illicit activities throughout Europe, from drug trafficking, to prostitution, to even, and most horrifyingly, the creation of beta slaves—women whose sole purpose was to serve the depraved needs of the men in his House. And, I remembered, he was also the man who’d followed me to Idaho after I’d run from him, who’d drugged me and, now obviously, abducted me.
Everything inside me hardened like ice.
His eyes locked on mine, but they weren’t the warm, familiar eyes I remembered from our steamy time together in Italy. No, the second his gaze met mine, his stormy eyes flattened in a way that told me he was not, and never had been, the man I’d foolishly let myself fall in love with.
“You’re finally awake,” he said in his clipped Italian accent. “That’s good because we have a lot to talk about, wife.”
For a heartbeat, I didn’t move. Then that word--wife—hit me like a two-by-four to the forehead, and my gaze dropped to his left hand, resting against his hip. A thick black band encircled his ring finger.
Sickness shot up my throat, and my fingers curled into the stucco at my back. “No,” I managed in a shaky voice. “You didn’t.”
But even before the words were out of my mouth, visions flickered in my mind again. Visions of the man in the black suit telling me all that was left was the paperwork. And then Luc whispering I’d done well while he wrapped his thick arm around my waist to hold me up and drew my fingers toward a crisp white paper where he urged me to sloppily sign my name next to his.
“I didn’t.” Luc’s square jaw turned to a slice of steel beneath the scruff on his skin as he straightened from the doorjamb. “We did. And I suggest you get used to it, Mrs. Salvatici, because we’re not leaving here until you do.”
Panic turned to a rage I couldn’t control, coloring everything red. He thought he could drug me, kidnap me, force me into a marriage I didn’t want, and that I’d just get used to it?
No.
Hell no.
My gaze shifted to the sliding glass door at my side. And seeing my one chance for freedom, I didn’t even hesitate to reach for it.
“Natalie,” he warned in a hard voice at my back, “I wouldn’t step out that door if I were you.”
“Fuck you, Luc.” I shoved the door open and moved out into the warm tropical air.
And then I ran, exactly as I should have done the moment I met Luciano Salvatici.
 

Oh. My. Heart. I just finished this book, and the tears won’t stop rolling down my face. I remember the last time a book made me feel this way and it was a long time ago. I’m going to do my best at describing how I feel about this story, but I’m afraid my words won’t do it justice. This was a long journey between book one and two, and if you give this series a chance I promise you won’t be disappointed. I can honestly say from the bottom of my heart that this book made me feel things I’ve never felt. Sure, I’ve read other amazing books, but nothing to this exact specific. Pieces of Eight is poignant and brave, and it took my breath away with its beauty. This story will scorch your soul and fill you with light and you’ll be left feeling complete because you just read a brilliant book. I’m in absolute awe. And the ANGST! I was crawling out of my skin to get to the end. I will never, ever forget this beautiful story of love.
 
This book starts off right where Six Feet Under ended and thank goodness because I was dying for the rest of this story! Mira and Six have cemented a place deep in my heart and I can’t tell you how amazing their story is. I don’t know this author personally, but I still feel proud of her because any writer that can write a story as complex and meaningful as this one deserves all the accolades in the world. This story had a HUGE impact on me, so I can’t imagine what it did to her. So, to her I say thank you. Thank you for bringing this story into my life and thank you for taking me on this insanely emotional roller coaster ride. This is a story about a lot of things, but most of all I feel like it’s a story based on hope, absolution and true, deep, mad love.
 
Like I said, I’ve exhausted my eyes of all the tears, because the depth of emotion and heartache and healing was just too much. I’m so emotionally invested in these characters that even the tiniest word in the tiniest sentence has me feeling all out of sorts. In book one Mira wasn’t my favorite person, but now I can’t describe what I feel for this fictional character, it’s really astounding. All her pain, and yearning, and growth combined with the battles she still fights within herself. Taking this journey with her wasn’t easy, but it was worth it.  In book one, Six was Mira’s hero and in book 2 every ounce of me was fighting right along side Mira for her to be her own hero. It was simply, beautiful and I won’t get over it for a long time. The writing was masterful, the characters were well developed and deeply passionate, and the overall experience is something I wish everyone could feel.

​This is why I love reading new authors! I sat down to read this book last night and before I knew it, I was done! It’s a super-fast paced, addictive read with a sexy mysterious man and a very likable heroine. I don’t think this book is classified as romantic suspense, but it definitely had some elements of that in there, mixed with some good angst too!
 
Eve is an 18 year old young woman who has it pretty rough, but you would never know it. Her personality shines and her bravery and modesty made me so happy. She’s very strong and knows exactly what she wants despite her living situation and her horrible mother. She’s a pretty kickass heroine!

Vincent, oh Vincent... this man is such a mystery, and even though you know he’s tinged with a dark side he is still one of the sweetest most romantic men ever! He treats Eve with a level of respect that every man should emulate. I just love him SO much! Oh, and did I mention he’s an underground MMA fighter? Hello hotness. 
 
Since this was such a fast read I was worried I wouldn’t get enough info about the characters before it ended, which I didn’t because it’s a cliffhanger! But I don’t mind cliffys so that’s ok. Vincent and Eve are about as unconventional a couple as they come, if you can even call them that. Both are very young, at 18 and 21 and I was pleasantly surprised by the slow burn of their relationship, especially given the fact that the book went by so quickly. Sometimes the love feels rushed, but not in this book, I found myself wanting and needing more by the time it was over.  I think the author did a great job of keeping the relationship between Eve and Vincent just strained ENOUGH to keep the reader wanting more. Great job by this debut author, and I can’t wait for book 2!
 

This is why I love reading new authors! I sat down to read this book last night and before I knew it, I was done! It’s a super-fast paced, addictive read with a sexy mysterious man and a very likable heroine. I don’t think this book is classified as romantic suspense, but it definitely had some elements of that in there, mixed with some good angst too!
 
Eve is an 18 year old young woman who has it pretty rough, but you would never know it. Her personality shines and her bravery and modesty made me so happy. She’s very strong and knows exactly what she wants despite her living situation and her horrible mother. She’s a pretty kickass heroine!

Vincent, oh Vincent... this man is such a mystery, and even though you know he’s tinged with a dark side he is still one of the sweetest most romantic men ever! He treats Eve with a level of respect that every man should emulate. I just love him SO much! Oh, and did I mention he’s an underground MMA fighter? Hello hotness. 
 
Since this was such a fast read I was worried I wouldn’t get enough info about the characters before it ended, which I didn’t because it’s a cliffhanger! But I don’t mind cliffys so that’s ok. Vincent and Eve are about as unconventional a couple as they come, if you can even call them that. Both are very young, at 18 and 21 and I was pleasantly surprised by the slow burn of their relationship, especially given the fact that the book went by so quickly. Sometimes the love feels rushed, but not in this book, I found myself wanting and needing more by the time it was over.  I think the author did a great job of keeping the relationship between Eve and Vincent just strained ENOUGH to keep the reader wanting more. Great job by this debut author, and I can’t wait for book 2!

“Carlos is out,” she says in a rush. I look at her face, feeling my stomach sink. She’s playing with the hem of her shirt and glances at me nervously. Finally, her gray-blue eyes bore into mine, and I know that she’s gearing up to tell me some serious shit.
 
With trembling hands, I put down my coffee mug. “Tell me.”
 
“Yeah. Well, I heard he made bail—” She stops, clearing her throat. “I also heard that he’s, um, angrier than usual.” She stands, bringing the rest of the carafe of coffee to the table and pouring more into my cup.
 
I lick my dry lips. “What do you mean?”
 
She moves to the edge of her seat, pushing sugar my way. “Well, I was on the stoop yesterday. It was my day off. I was hanging out with everyone and listening to Mr. Samson talk about a new jazz club that recently opened up in Harlem. We were all getting high with someone’s hash, shooting the shit—”
 
“And?” I raise my eyebrows, waiting for her to get to the point.
 
“Juan came over, and sat with me.” She slightly shifts her head to the side and presses her lips together. “Well, he told me that Carlos is out now. And, he’s been talking shit all over town that he and you have some unfinished business. Juan wanted to tell me because he’s scared for you. I know he’s an annoying little shit, but after he heard...” her voice trails off.
 
I blink once, twice, three times.
 
“There’s more,” she says on an exhale. “Apparently, he hooked up with some girl last night. Beat the shit out of her. Ms. Santini from Three-A was on her way to work and stopped to drop off her trash by the dumpsters. Apparently, she heard a moaning sound. When she saw the girl, her clothes were torn. She was beaten up and started bawling about Carlos…”
 
My head gets dizzy, but I force myself to hear every detail. “An ambulance took her away, but she was in pretty bad shape.”
 
I want to ask more questions, but the terror has a clamp on my throat.
 
“I think you need to stay close to me for a while, okay? The Snakes are getting more aggressive. They want the Blue Houses as their own territory, and it looks like they’re trying to instill some bigger fear on the streets.” She drops her gaze. I know she’s afraid. Every girl in the Blue Houses probably heard the story by now.
 
“Yeah. Okay. I’ll make sure Angelo knows I need to leave before it gets dark out.”
 
“Good idea. We need to sync our schedules so you aren’t walking alone at night. I’m gonna talk to some other people and try to get their schedules down so that everyone has a buddy or something at night. I’m sure when everyone hears about this, we won’t be the only ones who are scared.” I nod my head and stand up mechanically, rinsing my mug and walking to my room to digest the new information. After grabbing my stuff, I check my purse to make sure that my gun is still inside. I lock myself in the bathroom and load and unload the gun a few times, reacquainting myself with the weapon. If Carlos comes, I’ll be ready for him.
 
Getting to work, I let Angelo know the details of what’s new with Carlos. He’s angry and continues to tell me that I shouldn’t be so stubborn and I need to let the Borignones get involved. But I refuse. I still don’t want any debts to my name. I’ve made it this far, and I believe I can wait it out a little longer.
 
Work passes in a blur. I’m convincing a girl to sell her diamond ring while Angelo sells the two violins and a Cartier watch to an elderly couple who want to buy something for their grandchildren.
 
When the day is done, Angelo insists on calling a car to take me home. I sigh deeply, knowing that the driver will be one of Angelo’s associates. But considering the fact that Carlos is out of jail, I’m not going to complain. I nod my head and take his ride in the name of safety.
 
I get in the huge black Escalade and see a massive man sitting in the driver’s seat. Swallowing hard, I remind myself that he’s not an enemy, but on my side. He drives me right up to my building and I gingerly walk out, my shaking hand inside my purse, gripping my gun. I’m scared as hell, but it makes me feel a modicum of control. The driver enters the building with me and steps into the elevator as well.
 
We reach the fourth floor when I tell him he can go. “I can get into my apartment fine now.” He nods his head wordlessly and re-calls the elevator to bring him back downstairs.
 
I get up to my door without incident and let out the breath I was holding while I pry my fingers off my gun. “I’m okay,” I say out loud, turning my head and letting my gaze run up and down my hallway. It’s empty. I pull out my key and step forward onto my threadbare Welcome mat when I feel like I’ve kicked something. I look down, confused at what’s on the floor. It must be Janelle’s sweater that she dropped on her way out. I bend down to pick it up and freeze.
 ​

​Jessica Ruben lives and works in New York City, where she spends her days dominating in the court room as an attorney. Come nightfall, she writes romances centering on gorgeous alpha males and the intelligent women who love them.
 
Jessica is an insatiable reader, and will devour a few books a week without batting an eyelash. Books have always been her drug of choice, and she has no plans on detox anytime soon. She has three wildly delicious children and a husband who, for reasons unimaginable to her, loves her brand of crazy.
 
http://jessicarubenauthor.com
 

Holy crap, here we go on Mira & Six’s long tumultuous journey. It’s dark and mysterious, and it involves a little bit of everything, including drug use, and some hysterical dramatics. BUT, the Incredible writing will pull you through every part of this crazy ride.
 
What starts out as an organized fake relationship to help Six turns into much more in this sexy, volatile, puzzling story about two people who seemingly need nobody. Mira has no job, she’s a thief and a drug addict. But Six sees something in her, something broken, but also Beautiful. It was such a wonder to me why Six sought Mira out the way he did. I knew there must be a reason, but when it all became clear, it was delicate and precious and everything that you’d wish for in a man.
 
“It was in that moment, with his bare arms along mine, with his hands washing my skin, his eyes locking with mine and his mouth silent, that I understood intimacy for the very first time in my life.”
 
Mira’s life was in dire circumstances of her own volition, and Six, oh Six. He just cared, he gave, he fed, he paid. This man would do anything for this woman and it’s like I almost couldn’t believe it. But I did. I believed it so hard because I couldn’t NOT. The way he took care of Mira was unequivocal. It was sweet and tender, but also rough when it needed to be. Every man should love that unconditionally.  Even though Mira constantly fought him, Six never deterred. She would punch and scream and yet, he stayed, knowing the problem wasn’t surface level. Talk about never giving up, this man is just dreamy.
 
“I like being around you.” 
“Why?” 
“Because you’re invigorating. Because you’re exhausting.”
 
I spent more than half of the book having mixed feelings about Mira. She’s just so damn selfish and stubborn and then she turns around and does the sweetest thing ever. And as aggravated as this made me I realized that is exactly how she’s supposed to be because of her mental illness. The way she navigates this illness, and the fact that she lets Six help her was just beautiful and very moving. And that alone is what pushed me through, because this story isn’t pretty. It’s raw, and painful and it really isn’t a book I’d read if I wanted to feel good. YET, I did. I’m not sure how, but by the end I was a complete mess and I had so much hope, not just for the fictional characters of our world but for the millions of people who suffer from mental illness around the world. The author paints a strait forward, sincere picture of what these people go through and I now have a newfound compassion for their struggles. 
 
Seeing the struggles that Mira was accustomed to was heartbreaking. I can’t remember reading a female character that flawed before, and I really connected with her. Not because we have anything in common, but because I could feel her pain and turmoil like it was stabbing me in the heart. She went through SO much and grew attachments to things that were eventually just taken away from her. I can’t imagine myself in her shoes, but I had tremendous empathy for her character. If I’m honest, I wasn’t feeling great thoughts about this book most of the way through, yet I never once thought to not finish it. It’s almost as if I knew that I’d fall in love with every part of it, but I wouldn’t realize that until the end. And yep, that’s exactly what happened. Look, this book isn’t for everyone, I didn’t think it was for me! But it was for me, and it’s for a lot of people who will need it without even realizing. I’m enamored by Whitney Barbetti’s writing, and I can't wait for book two!

​Whitney Barbetti is really, truly awful at writing in the third person, so we're just going to change this bio up a bit and write it as first person.
I am married with two boys. When I'm not changing diapers or cutting food into tiny bites, I escape to Starbucks for hours. My blood pressure actually drops the moment I walk in, hear the baristas call my name, and inhale the aroma of coffee beans. And I don't even like coffee.
I love music and have a playlist for everything. Queen is my very favorite.
I like watching creepy shows when I am home alone but then I instantly regret them once my mind starts breeding irrational fears. I try to channel my fears into my books as a way to cope.
I have about 20 bacon things in my fridge.
 
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​Pike and his son’s girlfriend are in the kitchen, chopping watermelon as a party rages by the pool outside.
 
PIKE
 
The remnants of the party run around the back yard, some kid catching a squealing girl who’s half-naked, and I drop my eyes again, feeling fucking stupid like this isn’t my house, and I’m some seventy-year-old pervert spying on teens gone wild running around my own damn yard.
I see Jordan glance through the window in front of us and then quickly to me, probably gauging my annoyance. There are topless women in my backyard, after all, and I freaked out over her wet T-shirt mowing the lawn the other day.
But instead, I resort to sarcasm this time. “Do you think Cramer next door is enjoying the view?”
She snorts, faltering in her chopping, and follows it with a laugh.
After a moment, though, I hear her taunting voice. “Are you?” she replies.
I widen my eyes a little, surprised, and look down at her. She casts me a cocky little smirk.
“You’re still young,” she points out, joking with me. “Still look energetic. Why don’t you go out more?”
Who says I don’t go out? My bar-hopping days are over, but I had friends over tonight, too. Granted that’s not ‘going out’, but I’m not a hermit.
“You’re not gay, are you?”
I shoot her a look. Excuse me? Didn’t we talk about my dating habits the other night?
But she shakes her head right away, clearing it. “Yeah, never mind. Didn’t think so.”
Jesus.
Granted, I don’t have as much of a social life as I could. I know that. I’m not even forty yet, and my downtime resembles my grandfather’s retirement.
I pause a moment, searching for the easiest words to explain it to her. “I like my boring life,” I tell her, my voice kind of sounding like an apology. “Most women don’t.”
“Maybe girls don’t,” she replies, a light humor in her voice that I appreciate. “I find you far from boring. You should go out more. There’s a shortage of men in this town. Too many boys.”
I smile to myself. She sees me as a man, not just someone’s father. I shouldn’t like that as much as I do.
And yes, there may be lots of boys, but there are also lots of women, and none of them are for me. Believe me, if my future wife lived in this town, I would’ve found her by now.
She slices one of her sections in half and turns it sideways to cut triangles in twos. I follow suit.
Outside, a young woman with a long brown ponytail scurries across the pool deck, her orange bikini making her tanned skin look darker.
I jerk my chin. “Should I go after her?”
Jordan glances up at the girl outside the window and drops her eyes again, continuing to slice the fruit. “She’s too hot for you.”
“You think I can’t keep up?” I joke, cutting off two more triangles. “I’ve been around the block, you know?”
“Several times by your age, I’m sure. Need a nap yet?”
Why, you little--
I slice through the fruit, and the knife comes down, its point jabbing me right on the inside of my middle finger on my left hand.
“Shit!” I drop the knife and bring my hand up, the ache sinking down to the bone. I suck in air through my teeth. Dammit.
“Oh,” Jordan gasps and drops her knife, too, wiping off her hands. “I’m sorry.” She offers a regretful little laugh. “Here, come here.”
I suck the blood off my finger, barely taking notice that she’s pushed me down onto a bar stool at the island as she retrieves bandages from the cabinet.
Did I put those there? I didn’t put those there.
Rushing over to me, she peels a package open, and I see it’s a wet wipe, probably “anti-bacterial” something or other.
“I can do it.” I hold out my hand.
But she moves in anyway, inspecting the pea-size drop of blood balling on my finger again. “I know,” she says, “I just feel bad. I didn’t mean to piss you off and distract you. I was just teasing.”
I hiss as whatever’s on the wipe hits my open wound. “You didn’t piss me off,” I tell her, but it comes out as a growl. “Well, you did, I guess. You always do, but it’s in a good way.”
“In a good way?” Her brows furrow.
Yeah, like, you know, fun. You’re fun. And kind of funny. And pretty interesting. I don’t know how she makes my temper rise so quickly, and over stupid, petty shit, and I can’t explain why, but I like it.
I don’t know how to tell her that, though. It sounds weird.
When I don’t answer the question, she continues, her voice quiet and serious. “You know,” she says, not looking at me. “If you are interested in her, I can bring her around more. If you want.”
The girl in the orange bikini?
“Bring her around?”
She nods, wiping my finger still. “A sleepover or something maybe? You won’t have to make a move. She’ll jump you.”
She won’t look at me, but I stare down at her nevertheless. She wants to get me laid?
I feel a warm, light sweat cover my spine as I become aware of the heat of her body standing between my legs. I watch as she blows hair out of her face only for it to fall back into the same spot again.
Orange Bikini isn’t the one I want jumping me.
Absently, I reach up and brush the hair out of her eye, grazing her forehead as I tuck it behind her ear for her. Her gaze rises, meeting mine as I let my hand fall down the strands of her smooth hair, and my heart skips a beat as we both stand there, locked.
I can almost feel her face in my hands. The urge is so strong to know what it’s like to hold just a part of her.
Jesus Christ. I drop my hand, looking down at the small wound on my middle finger.
“So do you want me to?” she broaches quietly, almost like she’s afraid of what I’m about to say.
I shake my head. “No,” I finally tell her. “She’s not bad, but she’s not what I like.”
She unwraps a Band-Aid and fastens it to my finger, slowing smoothening over the bandage again and again.
My fingers tingle where she holds them, and I watch her face, her focus still not leaving my hand.
And then suddenly, she nearly whispers, “Well, what do you like?”
I watch as she licks her lips, her breathing shallow, and there’s a jolt to my cock, making me feel damn near ready to tear something apart with my teeth.
What is she doing to me?
 

​5 Stars!! 

Birthday Girl is an utterly addicting, super-mega page turner, with the sweet agony of a slow burn. It was completely intoxicating and unputdownable! To say I had several heart-pounding moments would be an understatement. And the tears, OH the tears were real and streaming. This is seriously one of the best forbidden romances I’ve read, and not only was it sexy, it was also sweet and so substantial to this genre. I was hooked from page one!

Jordan is the girlfriend of Cole, and Cole is Pike’s son so you can imagine the problem this presents when Jordan and Cole decide to stay at Pike’s house while they save money. 

I LOVE the way Jordan and Pike meet. Jordan is strong and independent at the age of nineteen. And Pike is the older man who catches her attention while doing something she loves, something for herself. I love that they formed their own connection this way because it didn’t feel fake or contrived. It is definitely forbidden, and oh my god was it hot!
The chemistry was off the charts as expected, but it was the intense slow burn and personalities of the characters that shined through for me, I just fell in love with their little idiosyncrasies and attachments to certain memorabilia and inside jokes. There are other factors in the story which lead to it’s intensity, but I won’t share those because, spoilers. What I can say is that I love Pike and Jordan SO MUCH, their characters were perfect in my opinion. 

I really didn’t want this book to end, it was THAT GOOD. I read a lot of good books, but this is one of the GREAT books that I will always remember. Any book that can keep my attention and have me ignoring my responsibilities goes strait to my favorites list, this is a MUST READ. 5 Stars!! 

Birthday Girl is an utterly addicting, super-mega page turner, with the sweet agony of a slow burn. It was completely intoxicating and unputdownable! To say I had several heart-pounding moments would be an understatement. And the tears, OH the tears were real and streaming. This is seriously one of the best forbidden romances I’ve read, and not only was it sexy, it was also sweet and so substantial to this genre. I was hooked from page one!

Jordan is the girlfriend of Cole, and Cole is Pike’s son so you can imagine the problem this presents when Jordan and Cole decide to stay at Pike’s house while they save money. 

I LOVE the way Jordan and Pike meet. Jordan is strong and independent at the age of nineteen. And Pike is the older man who catches her attention while doing something she loves, something for herself. I love that they formed their own connection this way because it didn’t feel fake or contrived. It is definitely forbidden, and oh my god was it hot!
The chemistry was off the charts as expected, but it was the intense slow burn and personalities of the characters that shined through for me, I just fell in love with their little idiosyncrasies and attachments to certain memorabilia and inside jokes. There are other factors in the story which lead to it’s intensity, but I won’t share those because, spoilers. What I can say is that I love Pike and Jordan SO MUCH, their characters were perfect in my opinion. 

I really didn’t want this book to end, it was THAT GOOD. I read a lot of good books, but this is one of the GREAT books that I will always remember. Any book that can keep my attention and have me ignoring my responsibilities goes strait to my favorites list, this is a MUST READ. 5 Stars!! 

Birthday Girl is an utterly addicting, super-mega page turner, with the sweet agony of a slow burn. It was completely intoxicating and unputdownable! To say I had several heart-pounding moments would be an understatement. And the tears, OH the tears were real and streaming. This is seriously one of the best forbidden romances I’ve read, and not only was it sexy, it was also sweet and so substantial to this genre. I was hooked from page one!

Jordan is the girlfriend of Cole, and Cole is Pike’s son so you can imagine the problem this presents when Jordan and Cole decide to stay at Pike’s house while they save money. 

I LOVE the way Jordan and Pike meet. Jordan is strong and independent at the age of nineteen. And Pike is the older man who catches her attention while doing something she loves, something for herself. I love that they formed their own connection this way because it didn’t feel fake or contrived. It is definitely forbidden, and oh my god was it hot!
The chemistry was off the charts as expected, but it was the intense slow burn and personalities of the characters that shined through for me, I just fell in love with their little idiosyncrasies and attachments to certain memorabilia and inside jokes. There are other factors in the story which lead to it’s intensity, but I won’t share those because, spoilers. What I can say is that I love Pike and Jordan SO MUCH, their characters were perfect in my opinion. 

I really didn’t want this book to end, it was THAT GOOD. I read a lot of good books, but this is one of the GREAT books that I will always remember. Any book that can keep my attention and have me ignoring my responsibilities goes strait to my favorites list, this is a MUST READ. 

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Birthday Girl is an utterly addicting, super-mega page turner, with the sweet agony of a slow burn. It was completely intoxicating and unputdownable! To say I had several heart-pounding moments would be an understatement. And the tears, OH the tears were real and streaming. This is seriously one of the best forbidden romances I’ve read, and not only was it sexy, it was also sweet and so substantial to this genre. I was hooked from page one!

Jordan is the girlfriend of Cole, and Cole is Pike’s son so you can imagine the problem this presents when Jordan and Cole decide to stay at Pike’s house while they save money. 

I LOVE the way Jordan and Pike meet. Jordan is strong and independent at the age of nineteen. And Pike is the older man who catches her attention while doing something she loves, something for herself. I love that they formed their own connection this way because it didn’t feel fake or contrived. It is definitely forbidden, and oh my god was it hot!
The chemistry was off the charts as expected, but it was the intense slow burn and personalities of the characters that shined through for me, I just fell in love with their little idiosyncrasies and attachments to certain memorabilia and inside jokes. There are other factors in the story which lead to it’s intensity, but I won’t share those because, spoilers. What I can say is that I love Pike and Jordan SO MUCH, their characters were perfect in my opinion. 

I really didn’t want this book to end, it was THAT GOOD. I read a lot of good books, but this is one of the GREAT books that I will always remember. Any book that can keep my attention and have me ignoring my responsibilities goes strait to my favorites list, this is a MUST READ.