(ARC REVIEW) Oliver and Chloe have been at odds since they were small children. Their mothers are best friends and they have been thrown together socially as a result. From jumping off a roof together to attending prom, their social interactions have had various degrees of success. Despite their attraction to each other, things never turn out well when they are together. When a business opportunity brings them together again, Chloe has to decide if she can once and for all trust Oliver and give in to her feelings, or if they are better as frenemies. Will they be able to overcome their long history to make a fresh future together?
I have always been a huge fan of Melanie Harlow’s voice. The way she writes just draws me the heck in and I barely am able to put her books down. I can’t put my finger on what exactly it is that I am so drawn to but I have loved every book she’s ever written. I really enjoyed the first book in her Cloverleigh Farms series, but this one I L-O-V-E-D.
The heat between Chloe and Oliver is an electric, combustible volcano of emotions. The give and take, back and forth nature of their relationship is absolutely appealing. I love a girl who’s not afraid to stand up for herself- but it works both ways. I also love a man who’s not afraid to say his piece either- without sounding like an absolute jerk.
The book goes between the past and the present wonderfully, without distracting from either plot. I loved seeing their progression throughout the years to understand why Chloe was so gun shy when it came to Oliver. I genuinely find the distilling/wine world very interesting so I love that plot aspect as well even if it gave me a whiskey craving (I may have indulged).
If you love romance, heat, comedy, family dynamics, etc etc etc don’t hesitate to check this one out. Although I recommend checking out the first book in the series (Irresistible), it could totally be read as a standalone. 5/5 stars
When we were eleven, Oliver Ford Pemberton dared me to jump off a barn roof. He said you couldn’t break a leg from a 12-foot-jump.
(You can also break a collarbone, which served him right as far as I was concerned.)
I wish I could say it was the last dare I ever took from him, the last bet I ever made with him, the last time I ever trusted Oliver Ford Pemberton.
But it wasn’t.
Because he had the nerve to grow up gorgeous, charming, and sexy. And as we got older, the dares only got dirtier—and the betting stakes higher—until finally, he left me in pieces. I swore I’d never talk to him again.
But twenty years after I took that flying leap, he’s back in my life, daring me to risk everything for him: my job, my self-worth, and my heart.
How many chances does true love deserve?
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Fueled by pent-up lust and scotch, we stumbled into Oliver’s room and tore at each other’s clothes. It was hot and rough and a little bit violent, as if we were furious we hadn’t been able to keep our hands to ourselves and wanted to take it out on one another’s bodies. We pushed and pulled and growled and grasped. We called each other names and cursed viciously. We knocked over a lamp and ripped Oliver’s shirt.
When we finally exploded together, Oliver had me up against the door, and if our yelling didn’t wake the entire floor, then the pounding must have. I’d have bruises for days.
Afterward, we collapsed on the bed, naked and sweaty and exhausted.
“Oh my God,” I said. “I can’t believe we did that.”
“I know. Me either.”
“I think I pulled a muscle.”
“I think you bit me. Am I bleeding?”
I laughed. “No, but I hope you’re not seeing anyone. If you are, she’s going to wonder about all those scratches on your back.”
“I’m not seeing anyone.” He paused. “Are you?”
Neither of us moved for several minutes. When I caught myself falling asleep, I sat up. “I should go.”
“Why? Just stay here.”
I looked down at him. “You want me to stay?”
“Yeah.” He opened his eyes. In the low light, they almost looked black instead of blue. “Spend the night with me.”
I waited for it—the dirty joke, the excuse, the subtle dig—the reason he’d toss out for asking me to stay. It couldn’t just be that he wanted me here.
But he didn’t say anything more. He just reached out and covered my hand with his.
I looked at our hands for a moment, and a thousand memories came rushing back. Some good, some bad, but all us. I felt close to him, and I didn’t want to leave. “Okay. I’ll stay.”
“Good.” He took off his watch and put it on the nightstand.
Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her heels high, and her history with the naughty bits left in. When she’s not writing or reading, she gets her kicks from TV series like VEEP, Game of Thrones, Succession, and Homeland. She occasionally runs three miles, but only so she can have more gin and steak.
Melanie is the author of the ONE & ONLY series, the AFTER WE FALL series, the HAPPY CRAZY LOVE series, the FRENCHED series, and the sexy historical SPEAK EASY duet, set in the 1920s. She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband, two daughters, and pet rabbit.
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