Julia
Boyd has dated more than her share of jerks, and she’s done even pretending to
like them. Putting her dating life on hold and focusing on her event planning
career is a much safer bet for the blue-eyed blonde…until she meets her
newest client.
Organizing the opening
for an art gallery should be a breeze for Julia, but gallery owner Alex Holt is
becoming very distracting. Tall and muscular with enough charisma and sexy
dimples to make Julia swoon, Alex could be the perfect man. The two of them click
immediately, creating enough witty banter to ignite sparks.But just before flames of passion can erupt with Alex, Julia begins planning an engagement party…and learns the groom is Aiden, the man who broke her heart years ago. When Aiden admits that he still has feelings for Julia, everything changes. Should she seek shelter in the familiarity of the past, or should she risk everything on a brand-new love?
4 Star Review by Jen Skewes
Julia is funny, sarcastic, loud and says what comes to her
mind. At times having no filter at
all. Her and Alex have been friends for
a few years and all though they are just friends I think the flirting between the two of them proves how much chemistry these two have. Julia is certainly attracted to Alex,
honestly how can you not be. But she has
been scorned before and is afraid to take their friendship to the next level
for a whole list of reasons. One being
that he had a thing for her best friend.
But truthfully they are all just excuses that she uses to hide behind
her fear of falling for a man again. She
has sworn off men after her last boyfriend hurt her and the string of men she
has been dating recently are nothing to brag about. But Alex is on a whole different level than the
men that she has been with. She wants
him, but she can’t be with him. She is
attracted to him but they can only be friends.
She is basically trying to play it safe when it comes to him.
Alex is sweet, sexy, adorable at times, patient and at times a complete alpha male. I loved him. He knew how he felt about Julia but he also
knew that there was something holding her back.
He wanted more than a friendship and in time he would convince her that
they were so good together. I loved how
sweet he was with her and how patient he was.
But I also loved some of the moments when he turned alpha male. Julia may fight her feelings for Alex but at
some point she listens to her body and gives in. But the fears and insecurities are still there. Past relationships threaten what they have
built. And that one little word that can
cause so many issues in a relationship, trust.
Will Julian and Alex let the past get in the way of what they have?
This book will make you laugh, smile, swoon and at times a
little frustrated. I love Julia and her
attitude. I also really enjoyed the way
this story was told, with Julia going off on a tangent every so often which
just made her that much more relatable as well as loveable. Julia and Alex were hot together and you
felt the chemistry between them. I loved
the supporting characters such as Darren, Julia’s brother and Lissette, her
assistant. And I just loved that we got
still see the friendship between her and Sabrina. Julia and Alex’s story was sexy and sweet
with a little bit of drama. Oh and I
almost forgot to mention Josie, Alex’s adorable and funny niece who I
loved. I think she brought so much to
this story and Alex and Julia’s relationship. Playing it Safe was a great story
with an epilogue that will make you smile.
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Lisette’s eyes dart to my hand as it’s flexing and
tightening itself, before raising an eyebrow in defiance. “Don’t give me that
look, Julia. You’ve just had a run of bad luck in the man department. Everybody
goes through those once in their life before meeting their Prince Charming. But
you need to actually get your ass out there to meet him and not lock yourself
up in your house all weekend, doing God knows what.” She immediately crosses
herself, as if what she just said implies that I’m skinning cats or some crazy
shit like that, and that the power of prayer is going to absolve me somehow.
I clench my fist around the stress ball and roll my neck
around like a prize fighter getting ready to do battle before I hear it crack.
“First of all, I’ve been busy redecorating Sabrina’s old room.” This is such
bullshit, although I have given it quite a lot of thought while watching an
exorbitant amount of television. I can’t help it if I have to catch up on Jax
Teller, but she doesn’t need to know this. “Secondly, do I need to remind you
of the long list of losers that I’ve had the pleasure of dating over the last
year?”
“It wasn’t that bad,” she says, dismissing me quickly, even
though she damn well knows it totally was.
I chuck the stress ball onto my desk, and it lands smack-dab
on my keyboard. A distressing amount of beeps sound off in the background while
I stand up and plant my hands on my desk, ready to remind her of just how bad
it really was.
“First, there was Jack, who told me he was into ‘alternative
films,’ which really meant he liked to watch porn all day. Then there was Dave,
who apparently thought I looked so much like his beloved ex-girlfriend that
when we finally had sex he shouted her name when he came. Then there’s Ryan,
who told me on our very first date that he didn’t have a bank account, had
never filed taxes, and had worked on a drug farm. Let’s see, oh! Then there’s
Vincent, who—”
“¡Por favor! Stop, I get it. You’ve had some bad luck.”
“Bad luck?” I say with a mocking laugh. “Bad luck is more
like not winning the pick six by one number. Or when you get a flat tire. Or
getting your period while you’re at the beach. This is so much worse than bad
luck. This is just . . . Jesus , I don’t even know what you call this, but I
sure as shit can tell you it’s not just bad luck!”
Lisette is trying to stifle her giggle fit by covering her
plump, red -coated lips with her hand and looking everywhere but at me. Between
her sputtering laughter, I sit down again and calmly pluck the stress ball off
the keyboard and being to massage it, hoping that it will help me center my
chi, or whatever you call that nonsense. After about ten seconds of squeezing
it to death, I give up and throw it back onto my desk, where it lands with a
loud thud, barely missing my coffee cup.
“You need to work on your aim,” Lisette says while still
snickering.
“I need to work on a lot of things,” I mutter under my
breath.
Barbie Bohrman was born and raised in
Miami, FL and ultimately moved to the Garden State where she currently resides
with her husband and two children. Life, and all that comes along with it and
having long since given up on her dream of pursuing anything in the writing
world, a prologue contest in a book club garnered her interest enough to throw
her hat in the ring to see what, if anything, would come from it. From that
contest came the roots of her debut novel, Promise Me. When she is not writing
you can find her trying to get through the 1000+ books on her Kindle, or
watching Lost or Seinfeld.
Twitter: @barbie_bohrman
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