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review 2018-09-30 05:52
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I Think I Love You - Lauren Layne

This is book #5, on the Oxford series.  This book can be read as a standalone novel.  To avoid spoilers, and enjoy this amazing series, I recommend reading this in order.

 

Brit and Hunter are best friends.  They work together, and he is her boss, technically.  They make a great team.  So he is the ideal man to ask why everyone friend zones her instead of wants to date her seriously.

 

Hunter has recently noticed Brit as a woman and more than a friend.  Her asking him to teach her seduction is apparently working too well.  Now he has to figure out how to help his best friend without hurting her and their friendship on the way.

 

This was a great end to an incredible series!  I love this author, and all her works.  Always worth reading.  This book was a great fast pace, with some serious humor and side order of heat.  I absolutely adored reading about this couple falling in love.  I give this a 4/5 Kitty's Paws UP!

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review 2018-09-04 08:20
Blog Tour w/Review - Hard Sell

 

 

Hard Sell

21 Wall Street

By: Lauren Layne

Releasing Sept 4th, 2018
Montlake

 

Blurb:

 

He’s a Wall Street wolf. She’s been hired to tame him. From New York Times bestselling author Lauren Layne comes a wildly sexy novel of business and pleasure.

 

Twenty-eight and filthy rich, Matt Cannon is the youngest broker on Wall Street. He may be a “boy wonder,” but he’s every inch a man. Ask any woman—any night. But when Matt’s latest fling makes scandalous headlines, his clients get anxious, and his bosses at Wolfe Investments level an ultimatum: keep his assets zipped, get a “real” girlfriend, and clean up his act. Only one woman can help Matt with something this hard.

 

For PR genius Sabrina Cross, the best fixer in Manhattan, playing Matt’s steady is going to be a challenge, even if it’s just for show. They already have an explosive history, she can’t stand the cocky party boy, and worse—she can’t stop thinking about him. So who’ll dare to break her “no touching” rule first? Because when that happens, Matt and Sabrina’s game of let’s pretend will get so hot it could set both their reputations on fire.

 

“Layne can always be counted on to create an engaging, steamy, and thoroughly rewarding reading experience.” —RT Book Reviews

 

 

 

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I narrow my eyes, because there’s something just beyond the usual stubborn determinedness in her eyes. Something . . .

 

She starts to move away, and I grab her arm as I realize what that something is. “You’re scared.”

 

Sabrina scoffs. “Of what?”

 

I have no idea, but I do know her well enough to know what’ll spur her into action—the action I want.

 

I lean forward slightly. “You’re terrified that you can’t do it. That you can’t pretend we’re a couple without wanting it for real.”

 

This time I get a snort. “Reverse psychology? Really?”

 

I give her a slow, taunting smile. “Prove it. Prove that you’re not completely terrified you’ll fall in love with me.”

 

“Oh my God,” she says on a laugh, tugging her arm free. “That’s so not going to work on me.”

 

I shrug, letting my expression go deliberately skeptical as I sip my drink.

 

The silence stretches on, and she lets out an indignant huff. “You’re not that irresistible, you know. This whole I can’t break the little lady’s heart routine is a bit nauseating.”

 

I ignore this and go to her fridge, even though I’m not hungry. “Got anything to eat?”

Exactly as I expect, Sabrina stomps toward me, slaps her palm against the fridge door, and glares up at me. “You’re the last person I’d ever fall in love with.”

 

“Have you ever been in love?” I ask, a little curious.

 

“Of course not,” she says.

 

“You don’t believe in it?”

 

She bites her lip, as though unsure of her response. “Not lasting romantic love like you see in the movies, no.”

 

“Excellent.”

 

“Why is that excellent?”

 

“Because it means there should be no problem with you posing as my girlfriend.”

 

She laughs a little and rests the side of her head against the fridge. “You’re relentless.”

“And you’re stubborn. Seriously, though . . . What are you so afraid of?” I ask it quietly.

For a moment, her expression’s unreadable. Then she gives a slow smile and leans in slightly. “You know, for someone so decidedly antirelationship, you’re pretty obsessed with the idea of my falling for you.”

 

She’s clearly not going to answer my question, and I shove aside my disappointment. Figuring out what the hell makes Sabrina tick was never going to be easy. I’ve always known that.

 

“What can I say, the apocalypse fascinates me.” I lean a shoulder against the fridge, mirroring her posture.

 

“At least you acknowledge that it’ll be the end of the world before I feel anything other than tolerant loathing for you.”

 

“Or I you,” I say, lifting my glass in a toast.

 

She clinks her glass to mine, even as she frowns, a tiny line appearing between her dark eyebrows. “You really think I can’t do it? Spend a month as your companion without falling all over myself?”

 

I push away from the refrigerator and go to the counter, setting aside my drink. “Doesn’t matter what I think.”

 

She follows me, fingers wrapping around my wrist. “Could you do it?”

 

“Do what?”

 

“Spend an entire month in my company without falling for my charms.” She says it mockingly, but the question is clearly a challenge.

 

I’ve never been good at backing down from a challenge, and one issued by her? Forget it.

 

“I think I’d manage.”

 

“You know,” she says, studying my face, “you’ve got me thinking.”

 

“Dangerous,” I mutter.

 

“Perhaps this could be good for us.”

 

My heart tightens in my chest as I realize that she’s actually considering going along with my plan. “Yeah?”

 

Sabrina nods. “This weird thing between us . . . the fact that we can’t coexist without tearing each other down or tearing off each other’s clothes—”

 

“For the record, I’m always a fan of the last one.”

 

 

 

 

Hard Sell (21 Wall Street, #2)Hard Sell by Lauren Layne
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is book #2, in the 21 Wall Street series. This book can be read as a standalone novel. For reader enjoyment, and to avoid spoiler, I recommend reading this series in order.

Matt is good at his job. He also good at playing in his down time. The only real woman he is interested lately is Samantha. Now he needs her help or he could lose everything.

Samantha wants Matt. All the time. She hates that she does, but cannot turn it off. The sparks between them are strong. If she agreed to help him, can they build the trust that can bring the joy of a future as well?

This author never ever disappoints. This story has the heart, heat, and suspense to make you turn each page eagerly. I know I did. I loved the banter and sexy times that this couple could not resist. They are so drawn to one another that their future just seems inevitable. I am excited to see the next book in this incredible series.


***This ARC copy was provided in return for an honest review.

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Author Info:

 

Lauren Layne is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than two dozen romantic comedies. Her books have sold over a million copies, in eight languages. Lauren's work has been featured in Publishers WeeklyGlamourThe Wall Street Journal, and Inside Edition. She is based in New York City.

 

Author Links:   

 

Website:  http://www.laurenlayne.com/

GoodReads:  http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6969772.Lauren_Layne

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/_laurenlayne/

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lauren-layne

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/LLayneAuthor/

Lauren Layne Library: http://laurenlaynelibrary.com/

 

 

 

 

 

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review 2018-09-04 02:29
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Hard Sell - Lauren Layne

This is book #2, in the 21 Wall Street series.  This book can be read as a standalone novel.  For reader enjoyment, and to avoid spoiler, I recommend reading this series in order.

 

Matt is good at his job.  He also good at playing in his down time.  The only real woman he is interested lately is Samantha.  Now he needs her help or he could lose everything.

 

Samantha wants Matt.  All the time.  She hates that she does, but cannot turn it off.  The sparks between them are strong.  If she agreed to help him, can they build the trust that can bring the joy of a future as well?

 

This author never ever disappoints.  This story has the heart, heat, and suspense to make you turn each page eagerly.  I know I did.  I loved the banter and sexy times that this couple could not resist.  They are so drawn to one another that their future just seems inevitable.  I am excited to see the next book in this incredible series.  I give this book a 4/5 Kitty's Paws UP!

 

 

***This ARC copy was provided in return for an honest review.

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text 2017-08-22 13:00
READY TO RUN by Lauren Layne
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Named Best Book of the Month by Amazon and iBooks 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
READY TO RUN
I Do, I Don't #1
Lauren Layne
Releasing Aug 22, 2017
Loveswept
 

The Bachelor meets The Runaway Bride in this addictive romance novel about a reality TV producer falling for her would-be star: a Montana heartthrob who wants nothing to do with the show.

Jordan Carpenter thinks she’s finally found the perfect candidate for Jilted, a new dating show about runaway grooms: Luke Elliott, a playboy firefighter who’s left not one but three brides at the altar. The only problem? Luke refuses to answer Jordan’s emails or return her calls. Which is how she ends up on a flight to Montana to recruit him in person. It’s not Manhattan but at least the locals in Lucky Hollow seem friendly . . . except for Luke, who’s more intense—and way hotter—than the slick womanizer Jordan expected.

Eager to put the past behind him, Luke has zero intention of following this gorgeous, fast-talking city girl back to New York. But before he can send her packing, Jordan’s everywhere: at his favorite bar, the county fair, even his exes’ book club. Annoyingly, everyone in Lucky Hollow seems to like her—and deep down, she’s starting to grow on him too. But the more he fights her constant pestering, the more Luke finds himself wishing that Jordan would kick off her high heels and make herself comfortable in his arms.



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Lauren Layne is the New York Times bestselling author of romantic comedies. She lives in New York City with her husband.
 
A former e-commerce and web marketing manager from Seattle, Lauren relocated to New York City in 2011 to pursue a full-time writing career. She signed with her agent in 2012, and her first book was published in summer of 2013. Since then, she's written over two dozen books, hitting the USA TODAYNew York Times, iBooks, and Amazon bestseller lists.
 

 
 
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text 2017-07-27 13:01
READY TO RUN by Lauren Layne
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
A reality TV producer falling for her would-be star: 
a Montana heartthrob who wants nothing to do with the show.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
READY TO RUN
I Do, I Don't #1
Lauren Layne
Releasing Aug 22, 2017
Loveswept
 

The Bachelor meets The Runaway Bride in this addictive romance novel about a reality TV producer falling for her would-be star: a Montana heartthrob who wants nothing to do with the show.

Jordan Carpenter thinks she’s finally found the perfect candidate for Jilted, a new dating show about runaway grooms: Luke Elliott, a playboy firefighter who’s left not one but three brides at the altar. The only problem? Luke refuses to answer Jordan’s emails or return her calls. Which is how she ends up on a flight to Montana to recruit him in person. It’s not Manhattan but at least the locals in Lucky Hollow seem friendly . . . except for Luke, who’s more intense—and way hotter—than the slick womanizer Jordan expected.

Eager to put the past behind him, Luke has zero intention of following this gorgeous, fast-talking city girl back to New York. But before he can send her packing, Jordan’s everywhere: at his favorite bar, the county fair, even his exes’ book club. Annoyingly, everyone in Lucky Hollow seems to like her—and deep down, she’s starting to grow on him too. But the more he fights her constant pestering, the more Luke finds himself wishing that Jordan would kick off her high heels and make herself comfortable in his arms.



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Damn. Charlie hadn’t been lying about the hot blonde.
The woman walking straight toward him was all tight jeans, high heels, and confi-dence. And hot. Very, very hot.
Charlie muttered something admiring under his breath, and Luke’s gaze flicked to the man beside the woman. Tried to place him. Couldn’t.
Not too many guys around here who wore light-purple shirts and white pants with the same easy comfort that Lucky Hollow residents wore jeans and flannel.
No doubt about it—neither was from around here. Not by a long shot.
The man was a half step behind the woman, and Luke assessed that the woman was calling the shots.
His eyes narrowed as he realized that she hadn’t once wavered in her approach.
She knew what she was after:
Him.
She got closer and Luke saw that the face matched the body. Wide blue eyes, full lips, sassy shoulder-length blond hair that was just tousled enough to make a man wonder how it had gotten that way—to want to be the one to muss it.
Her gaze flicked over him, and Charlie whistled and muttered under his breath. “She just checked you out, man.”
She had indeed, but Luke was far from flattered. It hadn’t been the assessment of a woman checking out a man so much as a predator evaluating its prey.
As though she was evaluating him for . . . something.
Blondie stopped in front of him, and the second her blue eyes locked on his, Luke felt a little jolt of awareness and was irrationally annoyed. It had been a long time since he’d been quite so aware of a woman.
Once, he’d enjoyed the feeling—sexual chemistry was almost the perfect combination of pain and pleasure. A subtle punch in the gut that you wanted to experience again and again.
These days, though, he was having a hard time getting past the pain part. The shitty parts had outweighed the good parts just one time too many. Now he mostly settled for casual hookups with a divorcée a few towns over who was even less interested in com-mitment than Luke was.
He had zero use for attraction to a pretty, bold woman in high heels.
Luke noticed that for a sheer moment she had a slightly off-balance look, as though she too had felt the annoying zip of arousal when their eyes met, but she recovered quick-ly.
Pasting a sunny, generic smile on her face, she stuck out her right hand. “Luke Elliott. I’m Jordan Carpenter. This is my colleague, Simon Nash.”
Good manners had him setting down his equipment and extending his own right hand toward hers even as his brain caught on her name. Familiar, and . . .
Shit. Shit!
He managed to stop from jerking his hand back, but just barely. Instead, he gritted his teeth, gave her hand a perfunctory shake, and then fixed her with a glare. “You’re wasting your time, Ms. Carpenter. And mine.”
Blue eyes narrowed. “Aha. So you did get my emails.”
Those. The voicemails. The letters.
“Sure,” he said with a nod, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Just like I suspect you got the message that I didn’t want to be a part of your show.”
Charlie looked from the woman to Luke and back again. “Show?”
Ryan ambled over, his shit-eating grin telling Luke that this damn woman had already spilled the beans on why she was here. “Luke’s gonna be a national heartthrob.”
“International,” said the blond guy in the purple shirt.
Jordan Carpenter didn’t look at her companion, but all three firefighters did.
The other man gave the sort of easy smile that probably had him making friends easily. Luke didn’t want a new friend.
 
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