I don’t know what love is anymore.
Well, that’s not entirely true, but I’m going to tell you a little secret: I’ve lost the spark.
You know the kind of spark I’m talking about?
Where butterflies take flight in your stomach from two hands innocently colliding. Or catching your breath when you first meet someone attractive. Yeah, that spark.
Except I haven’t felt that feeling in forever; there is nothing left inside of me.
Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem–but I’m a writer on a serious deadline, and my editor is breathing down my neck for a romantic, Nicholas Sparks type love story. No pressure, right?
That’s how I find myself flying across the country to crash a wedding in the name of research, dress and heels stuffed into my small suitcase.
It should be the easiest book research ever. Drinking some free champagne, basking in the love of two strangers, and tapping into my romantic side. That will be a breeze. I’m a pro. I can handle this.
Until I mistakenly end up in the wrong hotel room, naked as the day I was born, with the sexiest human I have ever met staring me down, wondering what I’m doing taking a shower in his bathroom. I don’t think calling it research will get me out of this pickle.
I LOVED this story!!! Meghan Quinn is such an amazing author who has the ability to make me laugh hysterically, feel the feels and just truly enjoy a book!
I won’t lie, I was sorta iffy about this book, the Wedding Crashers concept was meh to me. But it’s Meghan Quinn, so hells yeah I’m gonna read it!! And oh I’m so glad I did!
Beck and Rylee’s story was perfect!! I couldn’t STOP reading it! I loved how sassy and perfect they were for each other; always out-doing the other with crazy tales, shock value, etc.
It’s not often you read a book that you truly connect with but I felt this story to my core. I was falling for Beck just as Rylee was!!