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342 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 24, 2014
I’m Simon’s girlfriend. He was once the Harem Master, and now I’m his girlfriend.
“Well, good goddamn, Dr. Phil, color me impressed,” I said, clinking my coffee cup next to his. “So what do we do next? Y’know, as people in a relationship after they’ve resolved a conflict?”
“Pretty sure a blow job should follow this,” he said seriously.
I looked at him, covered in November rain, his eyes warm.
“I didn’t want you to spend Thanksgiving alone,” he said, shaking off the rain. “And maybe I don’t either.” I burst into tears for the second time in twenty-four hours.
He just picked me up off the couch and settled me into his lap, his North Face getting my PJs soaked. He held me, soothing me, running his hands over my back and making little circles on my shoulders.
"It’s impossible for me to love you more,” I whispered, kissing his forehead."
"The unexpected emotions you were hit with when you
saw that face, looked into those eyes, felt those lips. The unexpected reminder
of why you fell in love with this person could hit you so powerfully. And this
was that time."
Settling in. Not settling. Big difference.I wish I had better news on this one. Alas, the follow-up to the amazing Wallbanger fell short for me...
“How much trouble would I get in for stealing the cake knife and castrating him?” she asked, two more women hustling by to get away.I went into this book feeling 'meh' about the little side relationships between Caroline's besties and Simon's bros (not my terminology, BTW) so the fact that so much of the plot was devoted to them rather than the MC's was kind of a drag... Sophia broke up with Neil, there's a lot of will-they-or-won't-they, and the remaining two couples suffer the fallout of their friends breaking up, taking sides, and plotting to get them back together.
“Lots. Can we talk about this without mentioning castration?”
“Doubtful; right now I want his dick in a hot dog bun.”
Dirty talk is an art. Do it too often, it becomes routine. Never do it, and you’re missing something. Simon did it just right. He was like a perfect bowl of smutty porridge: just right.Jillian (Caroline's Boss) ties the knot in this book, and as she takes off on a looooong Honeymoon, she puts Caroline in charge of Jillian Designs. The workload is huge, but so is the opportunity to run a business. Long hours and work stress aren't so hard to juggle when your boyfriend is an in demand photographer who is rarely home... But for better or worse, Simon IS home. Suddenly he's home all the time...
...he was sophisticated but cool. A man about town, a globetrotter, a secret cat whisperer who would sell his soul for an apple pie. And he was mine.Simon is in his first real relationship and seems to be struggling to figure out what 'home' is for him. When an invitation to his 10 year high school reunion takes him to his hometown for the first time since his parents died, he begins to shift perspective. He's acting strangely - I say this because we only see things from Caroline's POV so we don't know WTF Simon is going through - he's turning down jobs and trips and is staying home...
I truly was wise beyond my earsAnd of course, little Clive stole the show... His exploits and shenanigans provided the catalyst for one of the only real moments of vocalized emotion between the couple...
Fucking gorgeous man. And the best part? The way he looked at me. Like I was the prettiest girl in the room.
“Hey, baby.”
The man was a poet.
“Hey.”
I was too.
He lifted his head and opened his eyes. Singularly focused, dark, and of one mind-set.
Simon was about to fuck.
Dirty talk is an art. Do it too often, it becomes routine. Never do it, and you’re missing something. Simon did it just right. He was like a perfect bowl of smutty porridge: just right.
Think I even noticed that I had a forehead full of sofa? Hell no, I had a Wallbanger kneeling between my legs.
“So what do we do next? Y’know, as people in a relationship after they’ve solved a conflict.”
“Pretty sure a blow job should follow this,” he said seriously.
“I don’t want to put things off, even though we haven’t been together a really long time. I don’t want to wait – you never know what can…Look. I adore you, and I want a home. Again. With you.”
That did it. Cue the waterworks.
“You’re killing me, Simon.” I sniffled, tears and nose beginning to run.
“I know. I’m very cute when I’m vulnerable.”
In this sequel to Wallbanger, the second book in the Cocktail series, fan favorites Caroline and Simon negotiate the rollercoaster of their new relationship while house-sitting in San Francisco.
Playing house was never so much fun—or so confusing. With her boss on her honeymoon, Caroline’s working crazy long hours to keep the interior design company running—especially since she’s also the lead designer for the renovation of a gorgeous old hotel on Sausalito. So with her hotshot photographer boyfriend gallivanting all over the world for his job, she and Simon are heavy-duty into “absence makes the heart grow fonder” mode. Neither has any complaints about the great reunion sex, though! Then Simon decides he’s tired of so much travelling, and he’s suddenly home more. A lot more. And wanting Caroline home more, too. Though their friends’ romantic lives provide plenty of welcome distraction, eventually Caroline and Simon have to sort their relationship out. Neither wants “out of sight, out of mind,” but can they create their own happy mid-ground cliché?
It’s impossible for me to hang up on you since we’re texting, but know that I am