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How to Lose a Bachelor
Anna Banks
Releasing Nov 9th, 2015
Entangled: Bliss
When
Rochelle Ransom auditioned for the dating show Luring Love, she had big plans
for winning the prize money to help her favorite charity–and if she won the hot
bachelor's heart, even better. But at the last minute she finds out the hot
bachelor is her ex-boyfriend, Grant Drake. Desperate to keep her distance from
him, she'll do anything–and everything–to get voted off.
Years
ago, Rochelle broke Grant’s heart, and he's out for revenge. There's no way
he'll vote her off. After all, vengeance
is a dish best served red-hot...and on live television.
When
her hilarious antics to get kicked off the show escalate, Grant’s reminded why
he fell in love with her the first time. Now he isn't sure which might be more
fun... Seeing how far Rochelle is willing to go to get away or how far he will
to keep her forever.
“Aaaand rolling!”
Chris said, retaking the director’s seat a few feet away.
Grant could practically feel the
cameras focusing back on him. “I’ve decided to be America’s reporter for the
day,” he said, having already memorized his lines. “So I have a few questions
to ask that I think everyone will want to know—including me.” Their eyes
locked. So did Rochelle’s jaw. Grant paused for effect. Then, “Why on earth
would you choose to audition for a sleezy show like Luring Love?”
“CUT!” yelled Chris.
“I mean, have you really drained the
dating pool already?” Grant continued, getting angrier with each word out of
his mouth. These were, after all, valid questions. Never in a million years
would Rochelle have chased after a man—so why the hell was she here? “What
would your mother say? Coming on a show like this to paw at a man who’s already
got nine other women doing the same thing?”
“I said cut!” Chris growled.
“Oh, are we going to talk about
mothers, then?” Rochelle flung back her hair. “Instead of dating pools, let’s
talk about gene pools—and the fact that you and your four siblings originated
from separate ones!”
“Cut, cut, cut!” Chris had his hand
on Grant’s shoulder, but Grant wouldn’t turn his eyes away from Rochelle. Her
expression read Challenge Accepted.
Did she really just insult his
mother’s…need for variety in life? He couldn’t let that low blow go unpunished.
“Let’s do talk about gene pools and how we both know that cleavage of that
particular magnitude doesn’t run in your family.”
Taken aback, Rochelle clutched at
her shirt. Grant felt a win on the horizon, if hurling mother insults could, in
fact, be considered winning at anything. “It’s a halter top, moron. It’s
designed for cleavage. Besides, you didn’t seem to be complaining when I walked
in!” she added.
His mouth fell slightly ajar. She
noticed me noticing. Did the crew? Will America? “It doesn’t suit you,” he
blurted. A complete lie. It enhanced an
already irresistible figure—so much so that he just might have been willing to
change his general opinion on how much cleavage a woman should expose in
public. In fact, he suspected he’d
change his view on world peace if Rochelle sat on his lap and asked him to.
“Really? Everything underneath
suited the hell out of you before!”
“For God’s sake,” Chris said,
standing in front of Grant to block his view of Rochelle. “Are we speaking the
same language?”
I loved it - It was a cute and funny second chance romance! The reality show both hindered and helped them in their journey towards happily ever after and it definitely provided funny moments. I loved the moments they were able to spend alone and talk about their past. It's the first book I've read by this author, but I'm looking forward to reading more!
I received an ARC via NetGalley for the purpose of an honest review. I was not compensated for this review, all conclusions are my own.
NYT Bestselling YA author of The Syrena Legacy series: OF POSEIDON (2012) OF TRITON (2013) OF NEPTUNE (2014). Repped by rockstar Lucy Carson of the Friedrich Agency. I live with my husband and daughter in the Florida Panhandle. I have a southern accent compared to New Yorkers, and I enjoy food cooked with real fat. I can't walk in high heels, but I'm very good at holding still in them. If you put chocolate in front of me, you must not have wanted it in the first place.
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