Today we are celebrating the release of THE CHARM OF YOU by Jennifer Probst. This book is a sexy standalone, RomCom title. Check out the purchase links below to reserve your copy now, and read an excerpt from the book!
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The Charm of You is the perfect beach-y/summertime read to add to your list. I guess you better do it soon since fall is right around the corner. It was most definitely a sweet and quick read that many will enjoy.
Presley, absolutely loved her and the journey she went on to became the woman she is today. She’s beautiful, oozes confidence and is just fierce! Going through a horrible ordeal when she was in college, that set things in motion towards self-love. And ridding all memory of the one guy who potentially ruined love for her.
Fast forward nearly 10 years later and THE guy pops up back in her life again. And the kicker is that he doesn’t even remember who she is. Seeing him again, brings back all the memories and hurt he inflicted on her. And now she’s out for revenge.
I was a bit nervous about the revenge plot because it can easily become too much. But that storyline grew into something more, something Presley probably wasn’t even anticipating at all. Past all the humiliation she went through, her feelings for Nolan is still there. It isn’t easy for her to trust, but I sure loved seeing Nolan try like hell to get back into her good graces. The chemistry is undeniable and they’re absolutely hot together. They have their second chance at all, but will Presley be able to open heart up to him again?
You gotta love Jennifer Probst’s books, she is another one of those authors that I absolutely adore and will always read. The Charm of You wasn’t my favorite of Probst’s reads, but I enjoyed it so much!
She’d known all along he’d lied about his identity in order to secure this appointment. Admiration flowed through him, along with a strange punch in his gut that urged him closer. The spicy scent of orange blossoms and clove filled the air, making him want to breathe deeper. “How did you know?” he asked, stopping on the opposite side of the monstrous espresso structure that held two oversized monitors, dozens of papers, and a toppling pile of books. “I thought I covered my tracks nicely.”
She gave a half shrug and reached for her Starbucks cup, seemingly already bored with his conversation. “You’re predictable.”
Male pride stung, he still couldn’t help laughing. Why did he have to be attracted to a woman who gave him shit? Would be so much easier to find a more complacent partner for an affair. Unfortunately, Nolan knew it was way too late for him. He was officially smitten. “Then I’ll have to up my game.”
Another shrug. “Maybe you have no game left.” She sipped her coffee and studied him, those stunning eyes shielding her secrets. He ached to know every detail about this woman, but knew he’d have his work cut out for him.
“Come to lunch with me and find out.”
She tilted her head. Tapped her index finger again those bee stung lips as if considering. “Why?”
Her question delighted him. “Because the moment you walked into my brewery I haven’t been able to get you off my mind.”
“How sweet.” She fluttered her lashes. “Too bad I forgot you the moment I walked out of your brewery.”
He dropped into the chair opposite the massive desk and hooked his foot over his knee. He made no attempt to hide his naked admiration for those amazing legs or the brazen way she challenged him to go and try. Her foot flexed, lifting the spiked heel, and those sleek muscles clenched under golden skin. His dick practically wept and got strangled in his jeans. “Ouch. What if I confessed you were the first woman in a long while to intrigue me?”
“Yeah? What intrigues you so much?”
He warmed up to the topic. “Besides your rapier wit, and superior intelligence? Your eyes. When I look into your eyes, I seem to lose track of time. I don’t want to be anywhere else.”
Was it possible she actually looked bored with his compliment? She gave a long-suffering sigh, regarding him like he was mentally challenged. “Please tell me you have better things in your arsenal. And you better upgrade from that Peter Gabriel song because it’s been overdone. I spend every Saturday with a personal trainer who makes me throw up for fun, so I really don’t want to hear about my pretty eyes or wit. Go ahead and bring it. Tell me I have a slamming body and get creative, dude, or I’m throwing you out and you won’t get another chance to bang me.”
God, she was magnificent.