"Mischief after Midnight" was a funny, sweet, and heartwarming friends-to-lovers romance between Toni Del Rey, the bartender at Lost Harbor's Olde Salt Saloon, and her older brother's best friend, UFC fighter Bash Rivers. I've been a fan of Toni's ever since she was introduced as a secondary character earlier in the series, and she shines as the lead character in this installment. Toni faced a lot more adversity in her life than anyone ever knew, and learning the reasons behind the tough image she always tried to project made me admire her even more than I already did. She
needed to work through her past traumas before she was ready to commit to a mature relationship with Bash, but with the help of her friends, she came out stronger on the other side.
It wasn't easy for Bash to return to his hometown of Lost Harbor because it brought up painful memories of growing up with a meth-addicted father and neglectful mother. However, the owner of the Olde Salt, Sally Buchanan, had always cared for him and even gave him a place to stay when things were too difficult at home, so when she called to ask him for help, he was happy to oblige. Seeing his best friend Tristan and Tristan's sister Toni again was an added bonus. When he and Toni reconnected, I loved their teasing banter as well as the underlying tension and chemistry between them. It made for a fantastic slow burn romance and I couldn't wait for them to finally give into their feelings.
The books in this series always hit me in the feels, and "Mischief after Midnight" was no exception. I loved this book and highly recommend it for all contemporary romance fans. I can't wait for the next book in the series.
The books in this series always hit me in the feels, and "Mischief after Midnight" was no exception. I loved this book and highly recommend it for all contemporary romance fans. I can't wait for the next book in the series.
*Review copy provided by the author via InkSlingerPR. All opinions expressed are my own.
About "Mischief after Midnight"
A sizzling "brother’s best friend" standalone in the Lost Harbor, Alaska series
Bartender Toni Del Rey is the quick-witted queen of the Olde Salt Saloon, famous for trading barbs with grizzled fishermen and putting rowdy customers in their place. Independent and fearless, she’s only ever lost her cool over one man—the childhood crush who got away. These days she sticks to the F’s: friends, fun, and fu…well, you know. But now Bash is back, and more crush-worthy than ever. Worst of all, he just bought the Olde Salt, which makes him her brand-new boss.
Bash left Lost Harbor long ago to become a professional fighter—and to forget his nightmarish childhood. He’s only back to return a favor, but when he sets eyes on Toni, he may never want to leave again. His best friend’s little sister has gone from tomboy to tempting, from mischievous to maddening—a fact he can’t ignore while they work side by side at the Olde Salt. But between Toni’s fierce independence, his reputation as “Bad News” Bash, and a few deep dark secrets, they’re hardly suited to anything lasting.
Then again, you never know what a little mischief after midnight will lead to...
Read an Excerpt from "Mischief after Midnight"
Trembling between anger and vulnerability, she’d never looked more beautiful to him. Her wide eyes seemed to take up half her face, her thick lashes damp with tears. She’d been through a terrible twenty-four hours, after all. And now he’d added to it, which was the last thing he’d ever want.
“You can jab me with that cactus if it’ll make you feel better.”
She looked at it as if she’d completely forgotten it was in her hand. “Excuse me? That’s no way to treat a perfectly innocent plant.”
He smiled, hoping that her joke meant she was feeling better. “Are cactuses innocent, though? With all those spikes?”
“It’s cacti, not cactuses, and don’t you dare disrespect mine. I’ve always related to this little guy. We have so much in common. There’s the liquor connection. The South American origins. The prickly exterior.” Her voice caught and he couldn’t bear it any more.
He strode toward her and caught her in his arms—gingerly, because she still held that cactus. “Toni. I’m really fucking sorry I ever made that bet. I’d rather gnaw my arm off than hurt you.”
She trembled against him. He felt her long, fine-boned legs press against his thighs. His brain hazed over, and all he knew in the entire world was her. Would she believe him? Know he was being real? That he wasn’t playing some kind of game with her?
“Really?” she muttered from behind her cactus. He lowered his head so he didn’t miss a word. “Do you mean the right one with the really great uppercut? Or the left one that sometimes drops and leaves you exposed?”
He looked down at her, then took the cactus from her hand and set it on the desk. Cupping her head in his hands, he scanned her face. That Toni bravado undid him. Even when she was injured, hurt, confused—she kept her sense of humor.
His heart gave a slow, helpless somersault, an upside down roundabout turn that left him somewhere very different when it was over. It left him at her mercy. Completely and hopelessly.
“Both my arms. And my legs. All the damn body parts. You can have them. Just tell me you’re okay. Tell me you forgive me.”
She blinked at him, looking a little stunned. “It matters to you that much?”
“That much. Yes.” Was all his pent-up emotion showing on his face? He didn’t care. He wanted her to know how much this meant. Cautiously, braced for rejection, he tilted her head and lowered his mouth to hover above hers. “Are we okay?”
“I’m still quitting the Olde Salt,” she whispered. The movement of her full lips riveted him. He wetted his own lips because his mouth had just gone dry.
“I don’t care about that,” he said harshly. “I just want to know that we’re okay. You and me.”
He caught her rough swallow, the shift of the muscles in her slim throat. Then another soft whisper.
“We could be better.”
“How? What can I do? Just tell me.”
“Take me to bed,” came her answer.
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