"Wanted Wed or Alive" featured incredibly likeable main characters in accounting consultant Jesse Taylor and attorney Mya Whitfield, both of whom were recently single transplants from Chicago to New York City. They were obviously smitten with each other from the first time they met but tried to resist the attraction because neither was ready to start a new relationship. It was adorable how awkward they were around each other, especially Jesse, who couldn't stop himself from oversharing with Mya or blurting out something completely inappropriate whenever he ran into her. Their chemistry and banter were a ton of fun, and I loved the way their relationship slowly grew into a true friendship before becoming something more. I completely understood why they both wanted to take things slowly at first and related with their mutual desire not to get hurt again or repeat the mistakes of the past.
The book's secondary characters were also a ton of fun and added a tremendous amount of depth and humor to the story. Jesse's relationship with his brothers was especially entertaining, as was Mya's relationship with her mom. In a lot of ways, it was like Jesse and his brothers still hadn't grown up; they wrestled and teased each other like children, though their insults were much more mature (and mighty creative!). However, they always had each other's backs and it was obvious how much they loved each other. Finally, I really enjoyed Mya's best friend, Emma. Her nicknames for each of the Taylor brothers were so funny! I hope she ends up with Jesse's oldest brother, Spence, in a future book. There were some major sparks between those two!
Overall, "Wanted Wed or Alive" was so GD cute and I loved it. I found myself with a smile on my face many times as I read. I highly recommend it for all contemporary romance and romantic comedy fans and hope we won't have to wait too long to get our hands on the next book in the series.
The book's secondary characters were also a ton of fun and added a tremendous amount of depth and humor to the story. Jesse's relationship with his brothers was especially entertaining, as was Mya's relationship with her mom. In a lot of ways, it was like Jesse and his brothers still hadn't grown up; they wrestled and teased each other like children, though their insults were much more mature (and mighty creative!). However, they always had each other's backs and it was obvious how much they loved each other. Finally, I really enjoyed Mya's best friend, Emma. Her nicknames for each of the Taylor brothers were so funny! I hope she ends up with Jesse's oldest brother, Spence, in a future book. There were some major sparks between those two!
Overall, "Wanted Wed or Alive" was so GD cute and I loved it. I found myself with a smile on my face many times as I read. I highly recommend it for all contemporary romance and romantic comedy fans and hope we won't have to wait too long to get our hands on the next book in the series.
*Review copy provided by the authors via Social Butterfly PR. All opinions expressed are my own.
About "Wanted Wed or Alive"
A runaway groom. A cautious neighbor. Too many sexually fueled run-ins to speak of.
Wanted Wed or Alive, an all-new laugh-out-loud romantic comedy from USA Today bestselling author Willow Aster and Laura Pavlov, is available now!
A runaway groom. A cautious neighbor. Too many sexually fueled run-ins to speak of.
Wanted Wed or Alive, an all-new laugh-out-loud romantic comedy from USA Today bestselling author Willow Aster and Laura Pavlov, is available now!
Mya...
I came to New York for a fresh start.
A new job. A new apartment. A new life.
The last thing I’m looking for is a man.
Been there.
Done that.
Jesse…
I flee for my life when I leave Chicago.
Escaping a lifetime of misery.
But from the moment my eyes land on Mya Whitfield—I’m done for.
And don’t even get me started on watching her play the cello.
I’ve never envied anything the way I envy that enormous piece of wood between her legs.
Move over, cello…
There’s a new man in town.
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I stop in mid-word, seeing a sight from heaven. She’s standing near the elevator, suitcases surrounding her, along with a huge case that looks almost as tall as she is. Her lips are beguiling, and her light brown eyes stand out against her olive skin. Long brown hair hooks over her breast like a comma taking a breath before continuing the sentence. I struggle to not let my eyes trail down the rest of her. I know I wouldn’t be disappointed, further proof that the last thing I needed to do was get married this weekend. I never cheated on Tiffany. Never even flirted with another girl while we were together, but damn if I don’t want to get to know this beautiful woman the second I’m free.
I’m simultaneously ashamed of myself and dancing on the inside.
Gus looks at me and smirks. We stand at the same height and his blue eyes are filled with mischief. He’s always been able to see right through me. He points behind him, already backing up. “I’ll run get us some coffee. Meet you in a few.”He hands me the key and I turn to the girl.
“Need some help?” I ask.
“I’ve got it.” She eyes my duffel bag. “Looks like you’ve got your hands full anyway.”
“That’s what he sai—” I stop when her eyes cut to mine. It’s obvious she is not in the mood for humor. “This? Nah.” The elevator dings and I hold it open for her. “At least let me help you get this inside.”
She nods and I move the suitcases in the elevator before she can change her mind.
“Thank you,” she says softly.
The door closes and we’re squeezed together. The space is tight as it’s a typical New York elevator. I can tell she’s uncomfortable. I am too for many reasons, but she’s the best kind of distraction. Her eyes skirt over everything but me.
I hold out my hand, barely able to get it fully extended between the two of us. “Jesse Taylor.”
“Mya Whitfield.” Her long eyelashes cast a shadow against her cheek as she looks down and then takes my hand in hers.
I feel the heat down to my bones and she must too because she pulls her hand away as if it’s on fire. It’s hard not to stare at her.
I should listen to my gut from here on out. Starting with asking for her number.
Scratch that.
Too soon.
Big mistake.
What the hell am I thinking?
I don’t ask for her number. We ride the rest of the way in silence and when we reach the eighth floor and the door opens, she starts pulling her things out. I pick up two suitcases and she points to the floor.
“Just set them right there, I can get it the rest of the way.”
“I don’t mind—”
“No, I appreciate it, but I’ve got it from here.” Damn, she’s gorgeous. She gives me a fleeting glance and the tiniest smile, but my heart speeds up like she’s just granted me blowjobs for life.
It’s official.
I am a sick bastard.
I try for a kind smile instead of the pervy one I’m feeling and watch her walk away. I take in the view.
Sweet Jesus.
The brothers are waiting for me inside my apartment on the floor below and I put Mya out of my mind. I don’t need to jump into anything new right now; besides, Mya looks like a forever kind of girl and I’ve just bailed on forever.
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