Blurb:
Sex Snob is a spin-off of Pieces of Perfect but can be read as a stand-alone novel.
Twenty-nine year old wild, carefree, and brutally sarcastic Amanda Bishop thought her three rules for dating would weed out unworthy suitors. And they did. Until she met Shane Reed, her smart-ass, sexy-as-sin CrossFit coach who pushes all her buttons. He’s the man she loves to hate. But when the hate begins to ebb away, and is replaced by feelings she can’t handle, Amanda hides behind her rules. Will the electric chemistry she feels with Shane allow her to get beyond a painful past, or will she push him away with her rules? Rules that make her the ultimate Sex Snob.
Sex Snob is a spin-off of Pieces of Perfect but can be read as a stand-alone novel.
Twenty-nine year old wild, carefree, and brutally sarcastic Amanda Bishop thought her three rules for dating would weed out unworthy suitors. And they did. Until she met Shane Reed, her smart-ass, sexy-as-sin CrossFit coach who pushes all her buttons. He’s the man she loves to hate. But when the hate begins to ebb away, and is replaced by feelings she can’t handle, Amanda hides behind her rules. Will the electric chemistry she feels with Shane allow her to get beyond a painful past, or will she push him away with her rules? Rules that make her the ultimate Sex Snob.
My Review:
This is the first book I've read by these authors and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Amanda is hilarious and I want to be in her circle of friends. Her dating rules are crazy, but she feels they are important to keep her heart safe from harm. Shane breaks through her walls but she continues to deny her feelings for him. There is a lot of hot sex in this book and I felt like I was right there with the characters. I plan to read more books from Elizabeth Haley if they are as good as this one! 4 out of 5!
This is the first book I've read by these authors and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Amanda is hilarious and I want to be in her circle of friends. Her dating rules are crazy, but she feels they are important to keep her heart safe from harm. Shane breaks through her walls but she continues to deny her feelings for him. There is a lot of hot sex in this book and I felt like I was right there with the characters. I plan to read more books from Elizabeth Haley if they are as good as this one! 4 out of 5!
About the Authors:
Elizabeth
Hayley is actually "Elizabeth" and "Hayley," two friends
who love reading romance
novels to obsessive
levels. This mutual love prompted them
to put their English degrees to good use by penning their
own. The product is Pieces of
Perfect, their debut novel. They learned a ton about one another
through the process, like how
they clearly share a brain and have a
persistent need to text each other
constantly (much to their husbands' chagrin). They are currently writing
the sequel to Pieces of Perfect, which is expected to be released in the March
2014.
"Elizabeth" lives with her husband, one and a half year old daughter, and nutjob of a dog. “Hayley” lives with her husband and their own crazy dog. They are hoping to adopt a newborn soon.
"Elizabeth" lives with her husband, one and a half year old daughter, and nutjob of a dog. “Hayley” lives with her husband and their own crazy dog. They are hoping to adopt a newborn soon.
Elizabeth Hayley's writing motto is best captured by the
words of Patrick Dennis: "I always start with a clean piece of paper and a
dirty mind."
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Sex Snob
Playlist:
“All of Me” by John Legend
“Beautiful” by Mariah Carey
feat. Miguel
“Bump and Grind” by R. Kelly
“Classy Girls” by The Lumineers
“Crush” by Jennifer Paige
“Everything Has Changed” by Taylor Swift feat. Ed Sheeran
“Get Lucky” by Daft Punk feat. Pharrell
“Hot Mess” by Cobra Starship
“I Love
It” by Icona Pop (feat. Charli XCX)
“I Never Told You” by Colbie Callait
“It
Ain’t Love” by Green River Ordinance
“It
Will Rain” by Bruno Mars
“Kiss Me Slowly” by Parachute.
“Last
Friday Night” (T.G.I.F.)
by Katy Perry
“Not
Over You” by Gavin DeGraw
“The Other Side” by Jason Derulo
“Sexy and I Know It” by LMFAO
“Skin” by Rhianna
“S&M” by Rihanna
“Somebody’s Heartbreak” by Hunter Hayes
“Titanium” by Madilyn Bailey
“Why Don't We Get Drunk and Screw” by Jimmy Buffet
“Without You” by David Guetta (feat. Usher)
“You
and Tequila” by Kenny Chesney (feat. Grace Potter)
Sex Snob Excerpts:
Chapter 3: Shane to
the Rescue
I was cackling hysterically at a
story Cedric told about how his boss walked around for an entire day, oblivious
to the fact that he had a pair of women’s underwear hanging from the back of
his belt like a tail, when I felt a strong hand on my bicep. I spun around,
expecting someone from my gym, and then froze.
It took a moment for my brain and
my mouth to get back on the same page. Eventually, I was able to mutter a
single, meek word: “Nate.”
“Hi, Amanda,” he said smiling. Smiling?
This asshole is smiling at me. The fucker!
“Hi,” I replied, looking every bit as
confused as I was. “Where did you . . . what are you doing here?” The group I had
been talking to backed away slightly to give us more privacy. But that wasn’t
what I wanted. I didn’t want to speak privately with Nate. I didn’t want to
speak to him at all. My breathing accelerated as panic rose in my body.
“I was just meeting some friends. What about
you?” He casually took a sip of his beer, looking at me expectantly.
He was so calm, it made me want to
gouge his eyes out and feed them to a sewer rat. The thought of eyes caused my
own to slip quickly down his body. He looked good. Damn good. He actually
looked exactly the same as he had when I last saw him about four years ago,
except that his hair was slightly longer.
“Uh, I’m . . . here with friends, too,” I
stammered.
“Hmm, that’s nice. You’re looking good,
Amanda. Really good.” He smirked down at me, his eyes roaming freely
over my body.
His comment disarmed me, and I had
no idea how to respond. Jesus Christ, Amanda, snap out of it. This
wasn’t like me. I wasn’t this shy, self-conscious, pathetic girl. But, right now, with
Nate standing barely two feet from me, this was the girl I had become. The real
me fled, and was hiding behind harsh words and devastated tears from four years
ago. Well, shit.
I was staring down at the floor,
willing my sarcasm to come back to me so I could tear this asshole to shreds. And
as I stood there, struggling to find words, I felt an arm wrap around my
shoulders. My head jerked up when I heard his voice.
“Hey, baby, where ya been? I’ve been looking
for you.” Shane pressed a brief kiss to my temple. I nearly wiped it away on
reflex. “Hi, how are you? I’m Shane, Amanda’s boyfriend. And you are?”
Wait, what? My
boyfriend? What is happening here? Is Shane . . . saving me? I didn’t know
whether to be grateful or horrified.
Nate stumbled a bit, his cool
facade slipping slightly, “Uh, hi. I’m, uh, Nate. I used to date Amanda.”
“Oh, small world,” Shane replied smiling,
though it didn’t reach his eyes. He gazed impassively at Nate. I stared at
Shane like he was Big Foot.
“Uh, yeah, well, it was good seeing
you, Amanda. Nice to meet you, uh . . .” Nate fumbled.
“Shane. Nice to meet you, too.”
Nate started to reach out his hand,
but when Shane made no movement in return, Nate ran the hand through his hair
instead and then walked off.
“Who the hell was that prick?” Shane asked,
dropping his arm from my shoulder.
“I . . . he was nobody. Just . . .” I took a
deep breath and willed myself to calm the fuck down. “He’s just some pompous
douchebag I used to date.”
“Interesting,” Shane mumbled before taking a
sip of his beer. “You okay? Your whole body tensed when you saw him” he asked.
I nodded slightly, my head cast
down toward the floor again.
“Hey, Amanda, look at me,” Shane said softly. When
I didn’t comply, he placed his hand beneath my chin and raised my head for me. The
look on his face was one of concern. He wasn’t mocking me, like I would have
expected.
But somehow, the concern was worse.
I didn’t need his pity. Nor had I needed him to pretend to be my boyfriend. Except
. . . maybe I had. No, I pushed that thought from my mind. I didn’t need
anyone. I had just been caught off guard. I could have handled Nate. The real
Amanda was flooding back into me with a vengeance. And right as I was about to
tell Shane where he could go stick his white knight act, I stopped. He had only
been trying to help. There was no need to verbally eviscerate him when it was actually
Nate I wanted to yell at. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
“Sorry,” I said finally. “I’m fine. I just
didn’t expect to see him. It caught me a little by surprise.”
“Yeah. You need a drink?” Shane asked, a
little louder than he’d probably intended. He seemed uncomfortable.
“Sure,” I smiled genuinely. “I’d love one.”
“What’s your poison?” he called over his
shoulder as he made his way toward the bar.
“Stoli and cran,” I yelled after
him.
He was back fairly quickly,
considering how packed this place was. He handed me my drink and then placed
his hand on the small of my back and ushered me to a few stools that lined the
wall.
“Thanks,” I said sincerely, hoping it covered
more than just the drink.
“No problem,” he said, staring intently at me,
letting me know that he understood.
I needed to lighten the mood and
reassert myself in my body. “So, is that how you pick up chicks? You just
saunter up to them, refer to yourself as their boyfriend and hope it sticks?” I
said lightly, my smile wide.
“It’s probably more effective than your tactic
of staring at the floor and letting all the color drain from your face,” he
smirked.
Embarrassment crept through me at
his words and I worked hard to keep my eyes trained on his. “It’s the damsel in
distress technique. I feel it worked quite well. Got you to buy me a drink,
didn’t it? Sucker,” I said with a laugh that was only partially forced.
“That it did. So, are you insinuating that it
was me you were trying to pick up in that situation?” He lifted an eyebrow and
gawked at me in that annoying, cocky way he has.
“No, I was just trying to give you some
pointers. Show you how it’s done,” I quipped. I was a bundle of nerves and
emotions. Are we flirting right now? Do I like it? Fuck.
“Oh, was that what that was? A lesson for me.
How kind of you.” He rolled his eyes playfully, and I had a sudden urge to tell
him the truth about Nate. I can’t explain why, but I wanted him to know it. To
know me.
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