Happy Hour, an all-new hilarious enemies to lovers romance from USA Today bestselling duo Piper Rayne is available NOW!
The perfect man for her is the one she hates most. #gofigure
Dating is hard.
Dating in your thirties is even harder.
Dating in Chicago is harder still.
I haven't given up on finding my happily-ever-after, but in the age of swiping right and Netflix and chill, I'm wondering if everything is as temporary as my marriage turned out to be.
Truth is, there is one guy I can't get my mind off of.
Roarke Baldwin has salt and pepper hair I've dreamed of running my hands through and I'm pretty sure that if I checked he really does have a six pack of abs underneath his suit. And I've always wondered what that stubble on his face would feel like between my thighs.
The problem? He's the one man I hate more than my ex-husband…
His divorce attorney.
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Happy Hour is the 3rd book in the Charity Case series a second chance, enemies to lovers book.
Hannah was done with men, being cheated on by her ex-husband and then taken to the cleaners by the most ruthless lawyer around she was not interested in getting back in the game. Making a deal with the devil is never an easy pill to swallow and Roarke Baldwin was the hardest one of all.
Hannah was independent and voiced her opinions, she never backed down from a fight and stood up for what she believes in. She may come across as poised and ready made rich but underneath the shiny exterior she was cracked and just like everyone else. Roarke is a self-made arrogant man who believes in honesty and trust he sees what he wants and is ruthless at getting it. Hannah maybe the hardest case he has ever wanted to win.
“Roarke Baldwin screams ‘strap me to a bed and show me how a real man does it’”
Roarke had Hannah in his sights and she only had hatred for him, when a deal throws them together they begin their relationship hot and heavy and don’t let up, their chemistry is on fire, leaving me wanting more.
Piper and Rayne have an amazing working relationship and I love their writing, I have been a fangirl for a while now, seamlessly they put this book together making you feel love for these characters throughout.
I personally loved this book and give it 5 stars, the duo takes you on a journey that I didn’t want to end leaving me pencilling in their next series, Blue Collar Brothers. If you are looking for a great second chance romance novel that will keep you on your toes then this is the book/series for you.
Writing Style: 5/5
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“Unexpected love, 5 stars”
Hannah and Roarke are enemies. Well at least Hannah thinks so. See they have a troubled past that involves Roarke taking a lot from her in the court room. To say she’s a little bitter would be an understatement. Now she has to call a truce in her mission to avoid him at all cost. What will happen when she finds out there is more to him than she thought?
Roarke didn’t want to take Hannah to the cleaners, but as a lawyer its his job to do everything he can for his client. Even if he doesn’t think they are in the right. Now he’s trying to make up for that misstep of representing her ex and find himself in her good graces. When Hannah finds herself needing a venue for a charity he knows just the place, but for her to into it she needs to spend some time with him. Will Roarke get a chance with Hannah or are all his efforts for no reason?
I enjoyed these two! I loved the idea of Roarke being the silver fox (what Hannah’s friends call him) and I think he lived up to the name. He proved to Hannah that even if first impressions are less than favorable it doesn’t mean someone is bad. These two definitely beat the odds even though at times it was iffy if they would. Happy Hour will leave you happy if you take a chance, go one-click.
Excerpt:I press the numbers on my phone with shaky fingers, bringing the receiver up to my ear and release a deep breath.
He picks up after one ring. “I thought we were friends? Having your assistant call my assistant. Tsk. Tsk, Ms. Crowley.”
Aggravation fuses together every cell in my body until I become an impenetrable wall.
“First, we are not friends. Second, I would prefer to talk to you via our office phones.”
There’s a brief second of silence where he’s probably realizing I called him through my office line.
“Ahh… so now you have my number and I don’t have yours? That seems terribly unfair.”
“I didn’t realize you cared about fairness?” I lean back in my chair and cross my legs.
“You don’t know that much about me. It’s not like you know me intimately.” He lowers his voice on the last word and drags it out.
I roll my eyes, happy we’re not face-to-face so he can’t see the flush in my cheeks.
“You may have witnessed how I own the courtroom, but you know nothing about my private life. For instance, you don’t know if I like thrillers or comedies. Whether I prefer sorbet to ice cream or if I wear boxers or briefs.”
“I don’t need to know those things,” I say with frustration, shutting my eyes to rid the vision from my head of him in tight black boxer briefs—since that’s my preference.
“You want to know though.” A sexual innuendo pours out of his mouth and hits its mark between my thighs.
“There you go making assumptions about my wants.” I pick up my pen, shuffling through paperwork. Anything to distract me from this ache.
“I not only know what you want, I know what you need, Ms. Crowley.”
I smack my hand down on my desk. “Okay Rico Suave, let’s talk about this venue you have access to and keep the discussion of undergarments for another time.”
A beeping sound interrupts us.
“Hold all my calls please, Kristen.” Then nothing for a moment. “Sorry about that but you know how busy I am.”
“Yes, I’m sure destroying people’s lives takes a lot of time. So let’s stop the sexual innuendos and get down to business.”
“Let’s meet tonight. You frequent Torrio’s. I frequent Torrio’s. Let’s do something crazy and have a drink together.”
“I don’t need a drink at Torrio’s, Mr. Baldwin, I need a venue to house my gala. Now tell me your terms and I want the details of this venue you insist you can secure. I refuse to meet you until you supply me with that information.” I uncross my legs and tap my foot on the floor under me.
“So demanding. I like it.” I can hear him shuffling papers in the background. “I’ll have my assistant message your assistant with all the details of the venue. I’m sure it will be of your liking. Then we’ll meet tonight at Torrio’s. Seven sharp. Consider it our own personal happy hour.”
“I’m not committing to anything until I see the venue.”
“Then I’ll see you at seven.” The phone clicks and I stare at the receiver in my hand.
“Prick,” I murmur.
A knock sounds on my door.
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