Author collaborations can be tricky I think. Sometimes I really love the final product and other times there isn’t enough flow and consistency in the writing for me to enjoy the book. Fortunately, in the case of Love, Sincerely, Yours by Sara Ney and Meghan Quinn, the collaboration is a success.
Peyton is quitting her job as the social media manager at Roam Inc when the book opens. She wants to leave the company on good terms because she is hoping her new consulting company can be hired (even though the owner of Roam–aptly named Rome–usually does not hire out projects). Peyton is determined to make her last two weeks at Roam a success though and she will grit her teeth through everything Rome throws at her. Peyton is a tad, totally, unbelievably attracted to Rome (even though he is emotionally closed off and does not seem to share the attraction).
On the night of her thirtieth birthday, one of her friends and coworkers at Roam does something bad (and probably illegal but I was willing to overlook this). She sets up an anonymous email account from the company that Peyton can email Rome with. And unfortunately, a drunken Peyton does just this.
And…. let hijinks ensue. Rome is gobsmacked by the email and is determined to find out who the writer is. To do that, he has to get to know this person a bit more and as they exchange emails, things get flirty. And it is fun and sexy to watch happen to these two.
I know the premise seems a tad ridiculous but honestly, this book worked for me really well. Peyton knows what she is doing is wrong; Rome also knows that by replying he’s not behaving well either but as they get to know each other, the barriers drop. (And fyi, it’s definitely consensual flirting on both their parts.) I enjoyed the combination of their personalities. Peyton is a businesswoman and very good at her job. Rome is equally successful with his company so I appreciated seeing these two savvy minds connect. Unfortunately, Rome is a tad bit more closed off and Peyton has to wiggle her way into his life in a way. But when it works, it works! Rome embraces the boyfriend role full-on and it’s really special.
There is a rather typical “big misunderstanding” at the end that didn’t make me super happy. It seemed rather trite considering all they had been through but fortunately it didn’t mar my enjoyment of the book overall. I’m already excited for the next book in the series, featuring Rome’s sister and best friend. In the meantime though, I am eager to re-read Love, Sincerely, Yours. Sara Ney and Meghan Quinn are a winning writing duo.
Dear Mister…**strike out** no, too formal.
Hey there sweet cheeks *strike out* no, too forward.
To whom it may concern,
Full disclosure; before we move forward with this email, I would like it to be known that I have consumed an adequate amount of alcoholic beverages to intoxicate myself tonight. Three margaritas, two shots, and one beer—because it was free.
I think it’s important to be open and honest with your co-workers, don’t you?
So here I am, being honest. Drunk but honest. Or just drunk with lust? You decide.
I like you so much it’s clouding my judgment and making me do things I never would sober. Like write this letter.
I have a hopeless, foolish, schoolgirl crush on you when you are the last person on earth I should be falling for. Did you know people around the office call you a sadist? An egomaniac. An insensitive, arrogant prick. Your bark is worse then your bite, and you don’t scare me. The fact is, I’d love that bite of yours to nip at my bare skin while we’re both wearing nothing but sheets.
For once I want you to look at me as more than one of your employees.
And as long as we’re being honest, that navy blue suit you wear? With the crisp white shirt? It really makes me want to loosen your tie and show you who’s boss.
** KU NOT AVAILABLE WITH THIS RELEASES **
I open the company messenger app on my phone and scroll through the executive names, knowing full well I’m about to break a policy. It’s the company’s phone, and the company’s app, and I’m about to use it for personal use. To flirt.
With my boss.
I close my eyes, find his name—next to it is a little, green dot, which means. . .
He’s on the app.
I’ve never talked to him live before so this is a huge step, but then again, it might be more fun to get his initial reactions to my comments.
Debating it for all but two seconds, I type out a message to him, making sure I’m signed on under my LSY persona.
HandsRomingMyBody: Hey you.
My text turns into a new message on the app and I wait on bated breath to see if he will respond. Nerves prickle up my spine, my fingers feeling numb, my mind playing mutiny with my heart just as little dots appear letting me know he’s typing.
Oh God, I don’t think I’ve been more excited.
Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.
She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog.
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Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!
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