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Genres: Romantic Comedy
Let's be honest, ladies. A good man is a lot like the perfect car. You want a hot body, an engine that purrs, and superior performance under the hood...for the best joy ride of your life.
I'm at your service. Ready to go all night long.
But then a wildly sexy brunette appears in my life and throws a wrench in all my plans. She's fiery, she's talented, she's gorgeous, and I'd really like to know what makes her engine hum.
Henley also happens to be my biggest rival, and now we're forced to work together every day on the most important custom car build of my career. The trouble is I can't quite figure out if she wants to kick me in the lug nuts or beg me to give her a good, hard fuel injection. Until one night that question is answered on the hood of a sports car when she calls out my name three times. And we can't seem to put on the brakes.
If sleeping with the enemy is a bad idea, how much more dangerous would it be to fall in love with her?
I point to the guy behind the glass. “You want Peter’s number?”
“I don’t know. Do you think he likes piňa coladas and making love in the rain?”
For a flash second, a burst of wildfire curls through my veins. It feels like white-hot jealousy. Which is ridiculous since she’s not making love to Peter.
Or me, for that matter, obviously.
I fight off the envy with a full dose of sarcasm. “Have you ever noticed you never have a good pair of headphones when you need them?”
She huffs. “Message received. I’ll just shut up and read a book.” She reaches for her phone on the seat, but accidentally knocks it to the floor of the car. I lean down to pick it up, and when I hand it to her I see her playlist.
Nena’s “99 Luftballoons.”
The Go-Go’s “Vacation.”
Madonna’s “Like a Virgin.”
I smirk. That’s too fucking adorable. “You like bubblegum pop?”
Her cheeks go red. “There’s nothing wrong with bubblegum pop,” she says as she tries to grab her phone from my hand.
I don’t know what comes over me, but I’m pretty damn sure it’s the way this girl needles me. It’s her French maid routine. It’s her pushing all my buttons. It’s the way she detests me.
I hold her phone behind my head.
“Max,” she says, in a perfect plea. God, it’s hot. I can hear her saying it in bed.
I feign surprise. “Oh, did you want your phone back, tiger?”
Her eyes widen when I use that word. Frankly, I’m surprised I said it. But she is a tiger, especially right now as she leans across the seat, reaching for it.
Damn, I’m an asshole. And yet, I can’t seem to stop playing keep-away with her phone, jamming it far behind me so that it hits the side of the car. She lunges for it, thrusting her arm out, but only hitting my forearm.
She swats me. “Give it to me.”
My brain short-circuits. She would sound hot saying that bent over the bed.
Then in a flurry, she unbuckles her seat belt and lunges at me.
Foul play indeed.
She’s on me. She’s fucking on me. She climbs, stretching high, her tits near my motherfucking face, so help me God. They are saggy, drooping, ugly breasts.
Except they’re not.
They’re perfect. Lush, ripe.
Like her sweet perfume scent. Like her cinnamon breath that flutters across my cheek as she rises higher. As she reaches, her T-shirt rides up, revealing a sliver of her stomach.
I’ve never seen anything so sexy in my life.
I don’t move. I don’t breathe.
I simply try not to grow more aroused. But then she wraps one hand around my wrist and pries the phone with the other as her breasts smash against my eyes.
Ms. Blakely’s creativeness and mastery really come into play with Joy Ride. She brings us another sexy man to swoon over and a female character any woman would love but the approach she takes with Joy Ride will blow your mind. It’s unique and has a whole lot of hating making this a flirty and charming story.
Max Summers is a mans man. He’s a mechanic and can pimp rides like no other in town. What happens when his student becomes his rival? A whole lot of HATING!!! Henley is a strong and intelligent woman that knows exactly what she wants. She refuses to take anyone’s shit and can build cars better than anyone else. Unfortunately she must now work on a car for a show with her ex mentor and biggest enemy. Max is the man that fired her years ago so she wants to prove she has what it takes to be at his level nowadays. But will they be able to handle the awkwardness, hate and spark that ignites beyond the good of the car?
Oh oh oh get ready for another PERFECT piece by the queen of RomCom’s because Joy Ride is all that and more. I mean ALLLLLLLLL THAT! Max is broody yet caring, intimidating yet sexy and allllll about what’s under the hood of a woman…oops I meant car. He knows exactly how to charm the ladies but what happens when the lady he wants to really work on is his rival? Competitions comes into play and he finds himself bidding some of the same jobs as Henley.
I’m rambling because how can I not? I love this story, the characters are hilarious yet so different from any other Blakely characters. Joy Ride is witty, flirty and enchanting. Enjoy the ride with Max and Henley…Don’t forget to strap those seat belts for this love and hate duo! 5 hate to love stars for this thrilling ride!
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