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Series: Hearts of Stone
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance, Romantic Comedy
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**This book can be read as a standalone**
For aspiring journalist Harlow Ransom, life is just a well-oiled machine, and if she plans well, all things will go accordingly. And that is exactly why Harlow lives her life by perfectly polished to-do lists that she refuses to stray from—even when she's celebrating her 21st birthday in Sin City.
1. Visit the Boom Boom Blues Lounge 2. See the water show at the Bellagio
Things can't possibly go askew if she crosses things off her list one by one. But after a night of celebrating leads to waking up in bed with a sexy stranger and a ring on her finger, Harlow realizes that in no point in time did she ever have "Get Married" on her trusty to-do list. Yet that's exactly what she did.
Professional snowboarder Trace Stone loves a good challenge—he's all about the win. And this time, he's going to find a way to win over the feisty, meticulous Harlow. The wedding may have been spontaneous and impulsive, but when he said "forever," he meant it. Now, the only thing he wants on Harlow's to-do list is him—from this day forward.
I have so much love for this book. It can be read as a stand alone, so if you haven’t read the first book, that’s completely okay.
Harlow and Trace are such awesome and unique characters. Trace is dealing with a small break in his snowboarding career, and Harlow is used to being the perfect daughter and chasing her dreams without really living.
There are so many awkwardly fun moments in this book. Harlow is a complete klutz, and Trace is a charmer and can make anything sound dirty. I loved seeing the push and pull between these characters. You never really know what’s going to happen next and are so happy you read through to find out. They definitely have chemistry, even if a certain someone refuses to believe it.
Oh, and did I mention there’s a Vegas wedding. I’m a sucker for books that include an unplanned night of fun, and surprises when they wake up. Definitely, check out this book. It’s fun, swoony, and full of pretty amazing steamy scenes.
I’d been awake only long enough to discover my plight and imagine the scathing story that went along with it. According to my phone, it was almost three in the afternoon and I had about 943 text messages from my sisters and one from my dad.
I spared a brief glance at my left hand and the silver band on my ring finger. It looked so innocent. I spared another glance at the half-naked man lying on his stomach in the bed next to me. He was the exact opposite of innocent. At least, that’s what I assumed. Honestly, I didn’t know. The sheet barely covered his ass and if his clothing condition was anything like mine, a peek under that sheet might reveal even more than what I saw at Thunder Down Under last night.
I won’t lie. Despite my fucked-up situation, I was tempted to sneak a peek.
I tore my eyes away from the sexy mountain of muscles beside me to glance back at my phone, panic nearly paralyzing me as I flicked my finger across the screen to read the most recent group texts my sisters sent.
Willow: Your last text said you were going back to the room, but we just checked your room, and you’re not there! You didn’t sleep at our place last night, did you?
Marlow: Are you okay?
Marlow: Where the fuck are you?
Willow: If you don’t write back soon, I’m going to call the police.
Marlow: I won’t let her call the police, don’t worry. Your father would have a litter of kittens.
Marlow: Seriously, though. Text back, bitch.
Willow: I’m dialing 911 now.
Marlow: No she’s not, she’s drinking a Bloody Mary.
Marlow: Oh shit, she got pissy I told you that. Now she thinks you think she doesn’t care. She’s trying to dial now. I don’t know how long I can hold her down, Harlow. Get your ass back here.
Marlow: Fuck it. I broke a nail and she elbowed me in the tit. Never mind, I’m letting her call the police.
Willow: I’m not calling the police.
Willow: And I didn’t elbow her tit. Her tits were in the way. You know how huge they are.
Marlow: True. My tits are fantastically huge. I can’t believe you left us at the club while you went and pulled an all-nighter skankfest. You suck.
Marlow: Unless you’re dead in a ditch somewhere. If that’s the case, I’m sorry you’re dead and I’m really sorry I threw up on your hoodie. You shouldn’t have left it in the bathroom.
Willow: Please tell us where you are. I’m worried.
Marlow: I’m worried too. I hope you aren’t in a ditch somewhere. I’d hate for skankfest, tit, and puke to be some of the last words I ever said to you.
Below that last message from Marlow was a text from my dad this morning. It was a picture of him holding a swaddled, infant version of me. His message said: I can’t believe this was twenty-one years ago. It feels like yesterday. Don’t forget to send in your internship applications. I’m so proud of you.
My heart flickered with guilt knowing how disappointed he’d be if he knew my current situation.
I needed to get out of here.
My head was killing me, and nausea hit me like a freight train the second I sat up. But nothing compared to the dread I felt looking at the ring on my finger and the unknown man beside me. What the fuck had I done last night? I remembered meeting the handsome guy at the Bellagio fountains, and I was fairly confident he said his name was Trace. I was hoping that’s who was in bed with me. Otherwise, things were even worse than I feared. Memories flashed of drinks with him and sweaty dancing, even naked skin…but the rest was lost to me. At some point after I started the forget-about-mom-enjoy-your-birthday tequila shots, I must have gotten seriously wasted and stupid. I couldn’t remember how the silver band got on my finger, or how I ended up in a bed that wasn’t mine with a man I didn’t know who was wearing a silver band too.
Everything was so…fuzzy.
This was so bad.
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