For those of you who know me, you know I don’t enjoy books in a series . . . . EXCEPT (pay attention, Ron) when the “series” is
When I saw this was about a single mother of three, I was – well . . . . .
I have my own children and I like them most of the time just fine, but I pretty much despise everyone else’s and don’t want to waste my ladyboner reading about dirty diapers and snotty noses. Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut since 5 Stars from me is like a Yeti sighting and I had given the previous book the fully monty I was willing to roll the dice. Boy am I glad I did! No disappointment here . . . or not much.
Wait For It was about Tiffany, the aforementioned single mother of three. She married a real douchenozzle who knocked her around the local trailer park until she finally decided she had enough. She goes to her buddy for help (who appears to be the focus of Books 1 and 2) only to find herself crashing a Christmas party and confronted by the ex’s brother Blake. Thinking Tiffany is some white-trash gold-digger who might be presenting illegitimate bastard children off as his brother’s, Blake makes Tiffany a deal she can’t refuse - $10,000 to disappear before his mother sees what the cat dragged in. Tiffany isn’t willing to sell her soul to the devil for cheap, however, and tells him to make it $20G instead. Fast forward a year and the two crossing paths again. Blake sees Tiffany in a true light this go around – a hardworking mom willing to sacrifice anything to make a safe home for her children. But Blake has his own demons too and spends most of his time making sure Tiffany knows . . . .
Unwilling to admit he might be developing feelings for his ex-sister-in-law, instead he offers her much needed cash to go to dinner with him. Not for sex, just dinner which caused a very strong reaction of . . . .
Luckily Tiffany’s sister was there to point out . . . .
“You think I should feel like a whore?”
“You’re kind of living the definition, Tiff.”
And that’s why I love this series. I realize the plot was completely far-fetched, but the dialogue and the emotions rang so true. I also love O'Keefe's female leads. They are broken characters for sure, and this story could have easily went in a “50 Shades” direction where the magic penis was there to fix everything while creating yet another controlling sort of situation, but it didn't . . . .
It took a looooooooooooooooooooooong time for these two to do the bibbity dibbity, but when they did that bitch took charge and oh my lort was it good. Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuud . . . . .
4 Stars because the ending was rushed in a HEA that was stupid.
ARC provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.