Imogen Gorecki has a problem–her twin sister just got engaged, and guess who’s the best man? That’s right, her scum-of-an-ex-boyfriend whom she caught cheating with a bottle-blonde, with fake breasts and a stripper’s flexibility. There’s a disturbing possibility her eyes will never recover.
Gen needs a date for the engagement party, but finding Mr. Perfect in a time crunch is proving impossible. Just when she’s about to give up, she face-plants into the crotch of the sexiest guy she’s ever met.
Matt Sesnick is everything Gen wants in a man –except he’s not interested in a relationship. Can she convince Matt to take another shot at love, or will Gen’s pregnant, hormonal older sister, her bridezilla twin, and all of her past Mr. Wrongs get in the way of their happily-ever-after?
I received this copy from the author Niecey Roy for an honest review and so I shall deliver!
The book opens up with Gen tossing out the remainder of clothes, left by Brent, her cheating (ex)boyfriend of two years, down onto the snowy ground below. She then closes the door on the empty apartment and what was once a happy home with marriage and kids in the future…UNTIL….she came home one night and caught Brent screwing “Stripper Barbie”. I laughed my ass off at the name, even though my heart ached for Gen.
Fast forward three months and Gen is in a new place and doing really well. She’s over Brent, but her 2 Sisters, Lexie(Gen’s twin) and Catherine(pregnant older sister), don’t believe her.
What makes things more difficult is Lexie’s Fiancee’, Jeremy, is best friends with Brent. Gen and Brent are both in the wedding party. She is the Maid of Honor, while he is the Best Man.
Cat and Lexie’s biggest fear is Gen will take Brent home with her the night of the engagement party that is a few months away. So they decide she needs to start dating. Cat decides to take it upon herself to shove loser after loser onto Gen, despite the NUMEROUS times Gen tells her not only does she NOT want to date, but definitely doesn’t want to date the guys Cat is throwing at her! Cat of course knows best, Lexie is too busy with the wedding and Gen’s mother feels the same way as the sisters. So Gen has no back up support at all. The kicker was when Cat set her up with a loser at the workplace Gen and Cat both work.
My most recent date from hell sat across from me in a fast-food restaurant that smelled of burnt marinara, where grease hung in the air like a sticky film of humidity.
You are being dumped in a shitty Italian restaurant. Perfect.
Richard had been another one of Catherine’s choices for a date to the upcoming engagement party, and I wasn’t happy about it. This guy was all wrong for me. Also, he’d dumped me only four seconds after showing me to a wobbly, plastic table beside a group of giggling teenaged girls who enjoyed eavesdropping more than their overcooked pasta.
With a sigh, I wadded up my straw wrapper, pinching it into a tight ball between my thumb and forefinger—anything to keep me from strangling the guy across from me. I wasn’t searching for Mr. Perfect anymore—what I wanted was normal. Plain and simple.
However, after four really crappy blind dates, I had to wonder if there were any normal single men left in this city. A disappointing thought, because that meant there was a good chance there weren’t any Mr. Perfects left either. This close to the engagement party, there wasn’t any time to start date-shopping out of town.
I couldn’t catch a damn break if it bit me in the ass. And nothing was biting.
“I know how much you wanted this—” Richard waved his finger, pointing back and forth between us with a sympathetic expression stamped on his face, “—to work out.”
His shoulders were drawn up as if he’d sucked in a lungful of air to inflate his undefined chest and I peered at him, astounded. He was serious.
“Right…” I was too shocked for a more profound response.
Richard proceeds to ignore Gen’s protests that they never were dating, she never did have interest in him and THEY NEVER WERE DATING but he continues with his “break up” speech, ending with leaving her at the restaurant with the check.
Not long after this dramatic “break up” is when she meets Matt…well…her face does first…
I pushed away the plate of spaghetti and turned in my seat to grab my purse hanging on the back of the chair.
And ended up face-to-crotch with a man in a pair of slacks.
If the guy had been wearing jeans, I wouldn’t have felt every single curve of the male anatomy. Under the soft material of his slacks, nothing was left to my imagination. My nose rolled over his penis and when I gasped, my lips brushed against the slacks, like a kiss. I jerked around in my seat and clutched the edge of the table with both hands, my shoulders squared and back ramrod straight.
“Oh my God,” I choked out in a mortified whisper. Could this day get any worse? I wanted to go home, crawl under the bed covers and never come out. There was no way I could screw that up!
“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it,” said a man in a deep, husky voice.
Don’t worry about it? Not likely!
I inhaled a shaky breath as he walked around the table and planted himself across from me. The sight of him rendered me speechless. His hazel eyes were crinkled at the corner from the smile on his lips, coupled with a pair of dimples under the shadow of a dark close-shaven beard. It was hard not to stare—he was gorgeous. And I’d just put my face in his crotch. I slouched in my seat and blinked in devastated humiliation.
“Mind if I join you?” he asked.
“Sure.” I waved a trembling hand, speechless in the face of this guy whose crotch I’d just sniffed. The tweens giggled again. A glance told me they were all as mesmerized by him as I was. He had that sultry, smoldering thing going on, with dark, thick eyebrows. A dark lock of hair fell over his forehead and I itched to brush it back, all the way through to the hair curling at the nape of his neck and around his ears, as if he’d missed a couple haircuts.
He shed his suit jacket revealing a light gray button up shirt. The jacket ended up draped over the back of the chair Richard had vacated. He loosened his tie and sent me a lopsided grin, one dimple deepening, the other just a shadow.
Ok…THAT would’ve made all the hell with Richard worth it!!! Plus Matt turned out to be a pretty nice guy. ♥
My thoughts…I flippin’ LOVED this book! It made me EXTREMELY angry sometimes but that is only because it was so well written, I became Gen. So when her mother and sisters would gang up on her telling her who she should date, what she should do, I wanted to seriously scream! In fact at one point I really did yell out “Tell them to fuck off!!” Needless to say, my husband was quite confused on who it was I was yelling at. When he looked around and saw there was no one, I’m pretty sure he considered calling the doctor. Luckily once I held up my kindle, he understood…sort of. I still suspect he considered the call.
It has been a long time since I became so emotionally charged with a book. I went through all the emotions with her. Anger, lust, sadness, happiness, etc.
“Another Shot At Love” is book one in the “What’s Love” series and I can NOT wait for the next one. I’m hoping we find out more about Lexie. She’s endearing in her own way.♥
Niecey Roy did not disappoint me with her second book, her first book is “Fender Bender Blues” and I’ve read it numerous times. She has a way of drawing us into the story. Her writing is hilarious and realistic. It’s also why I’m putting “Another Shot At Love” and Niecey Roy in my Indie Spotlight!!!