Release Day Launch: Accidentally Married on Purpose by Rachel Harris {Review, Excerpt,+Giveaway}
Accidentally Married on Purpose (Love and Games #3)by: Rachel Harris
Publication Date: July 14, 2014
Publisher: Entangled: Bliss
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age Group: Adult
Source: e-ARC received from the publisher in exchange for a fair and honest review.
Page Count: 266 pages
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My Rating: 5/5 stars
One ring plus one wild night equals one crazy love
Sherry Robicheaux loves men. She loves love. And she loves an adventure. So when she meets a mysterious man while working backstage at a country music concert in Vegas, she’s all about what’s happened in Vegas staying there.
Country music superstar Tyler Blue just wants a weekend of anonymity…though there’s something about the spunky waitress with the streaks of purple hair that tempts him like no other. Until the next morning, when they both wake up with fuzzy memories…and rings on their fingers.
Convincing Sherry to maintain the ruse for his public image isn’t the hardest part—it’s reminding himself that their time spent playing husband and wife in her small town of Magnolia Springs can’t last. Tyler’s first love will always be music—and the road is no place for a sweet downhome girl.
Sherry Robicheaux loves men. She loves love. And she loves an adventure. So when she meets a mysterious man while working backstage at a country music concert in Vegas, she’s all about what’s happened in Vegas staying there.
Country music superstar Tyler Blue just wants a weekend of anonymity…though there’s something about the spunky waitress with the streaks of purple hair that tempts him like no other. Until the next morning, when they both wake up with fuzzy memories…and rings on their fingers.
Convincing Sherry to maintain the ruse for his public image isn’t the hardest part—it’s reminding himself that their time spent playing husband and wife in her small town of Magnolia Springs can’t last. Tyler’s first love will always be music—and the road is no place for a sweet downhome girl.
Two words folks: Tyler. Blue.
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Tyler Blue to me is the Luke Bryan of the fictional book world.
Top Ten Reasons Why I Love Tyler:
1) He's a musician.
2) He wears tight jeans and big belt buckles.
3) He's incredibly down to earth and sweet.
4) He writes his own lyrics!
5) He is great with dogs.
6) He writes the sweetest notes ever via post-its and puts them on the bathroom mirror.
7) He's incredibly dedicated to the important things in his life. (His family, his music, his fake marriage to a spunky, curvy, purple haired vixen...)
8.) He's a great kisser.
"Sherry's question cut short as Tyler's mouth crashed down. The whimper in her throat said she didn't mind. It vibrated through him, and he clutched her close, her taste exploding on his tongue."
9). He has a sense of humor.
10) He's perfect for my homegirl Sherry.
If that isn't enough to get you to buy this book, let me expand a bit:
Rachel Harris just has this knack for writing and creating characters that will leave an impression on you. We met Sherry Robicheaux in Harris's first book in the series Taste the Heat, and she's known as Magnolia Springs' wild child. She's spunky, fun, and spontaneous. She believes in love and the fairy tale endings, but unfortunately it hasn't quite happened for her yet. Seeing her older sister and brother settling down, Sherry is feeling rather wistful in this book. She's always been drawn to the exciting, dangerous guys before, but now she realizes they just end up leaving you with a whole lot of heartbreak. After her most recent relationship disaster, Sherry has decided it's time to find a safe, reliable guy (aka Mr. Boring). AFTER she goes to cater an event in Las Vegas of course. Sherry has one more weekend to sow her wild oats before coming home and what better way to do that than with a sexy roadie working for a famous country group? Sherry seems to have missed the memo that what happens in Vegas is supposed to stay in Vegas. Waking up to find out you're married kind of makes that a moot point.
The so-called roadie that Sherry found herself having one last hurrah with? He's none other than the very popular Tyler Blue of the band Blue. Having Sherry not know who he was, was refreshing and for once, Tyler just wanted to have a fun-filled weekend with a crazy, fun, beautiful girl. Getting married is very low on Tyler's list of priorities and isn't something he ever seems himself doing. His focus is 100% on his career and this is the last thing he needs.... according to him. With all the other popular country singers being married, the industry firmly believes that being in love is what's selling and making hits. Tyler Blue is no exception. His publicist thinks maybe waking up in Vegas might not have been such a bad idea after all....
Whew boy. Tyler and Sherry are definitely attracted to one another. They have the explosive chemistry and the bite your lip in anticipation sexual tension going on. Pretending to be married isn't going to be a walk in the park for either one. Tyler makes it clear that he's not looking for a real relationship- just enough of one to give the critics what they want. Sherry agrees to help Tyler, but tells him while they're pretending, she wants to own it. The last thing she needs is everyone making a mockery of her in her own hometown. She wants the fairy tale and if they're going to do this, they're going to do it well.
However, with both of them being so attracted to one another and then forming a friendship, can hearts really be left out of the equation?
Fans of the series will get to briefly see Angie, Cane, Emma, Jason, and Colby in this book and will also be introduced to Charlie, Tyler's bandmate, who isn't afraid to go after the ladies.
I love that both Sherry and Tyler are genuine characters and truly want what's best for the other. Tyler's reasoning for no relationship attachments are legitimate and not just put in to create a bunch of drama and angst. The more time he spends with Sherry, the more he feels confused about what's happening and the things he's feeling. Even though Sherry has been burned by love, I'm glad she hasn't turned into a hardcore cynic. She still holds out hope that she'll find her own happiness. She's the real deal folks. Pretending to be Tyler's wife, where he's surrounded by beautiful, gorgeous women can be intimidating and she sometimes thinks that maybe when their relationship is all said and done it would be better for him to be with someone different. Sherry is not overly insecure though and I really like that she is proud and loves herself.
Overall, this book is definitely worth picking up. Harris writes such fluid, fast-paced, FUN stories and the romances are spot on! She creates some palpable sexual tension, but doesn't overdo any of the romantic scenes and make them feel cheesy or anything like that. You'll fall in love with both Sherry and Tyler and will be crossing your fingers in hopes that these crazy kids will figure out that sometimes getting accidentally married on purpose is the way to go....
From opposite the long table of food, the brunette gave him a blatant once over as he came to a stop in front of her, twirling a strand of purple hair around her fingertip. When she reached his lucky belt buckle, her sinful lips twitched.
“If the words, ‘Come here often,’ leave your mouth, I swear I’ll laugh you straight back to roadie-ville.” Her words were harsh, but the smile that sprang free was playful, and Tyler found himself mesmerized by the familiar twang of her southern voice.
So much so that he’d almost missed what she said.
“Roadie-ville?”
“Sorry, do you prefer techie?” Her cute nose wrinkled as she stuck her hands in her back jeans pocket. “I heard someone else say that earlier, but I swear that sounds like a computer nerd.” She looked him up and down again, this time her gaze lingering around his hips. Slightly south of the belt buckle. Hot damn. “I think roadie fits you better. Sounds sexier.”
Tyler scratched the side of his jaw. Was she messing with him? He’d heard a hell of a lot of come-ons since making it to Nashville and had been propositioned in every way possible. But this was a first. The woman stared back, smiling that damn seductive smile, and he realized she honestly had no clue who he was. For some reason, he was in no hurry to correct that just yet.
He couldn’t recall the last time he’d gone anywhere without being recognized, much less his own concert. But since the room was swarming with crew, Tyler could understand the confusion…if she weren’t a hardcore fan, and clearly, this woman wasn’t. Tyler swiped a hand over his mouth, hiding a smile.
“Sugar, you can call me anything you like,” he drawled, laying it on thick even to his own ears. Her pretty lips parted, and he grinned. “And what can I call you?”
Her smile twisted into a smirk. “Who said you could call me at all?”
He laughed, shocked again, and for the first time in a long time, speechless.
She winked. “I’m Sherry.” When she said her name, she looked right into his eyes as if he should remember it, and he had no doubt that he would. The confidence pouring off her was sexy as hell. “And…you are?”
“Tyler,” he replied, glad she’d gone with just her first name so he could do the same. The rest of the world simply referred to Tyler as Blue, the front man for the band bearing his last name. Even so, he stood back and waited for a sign of recognition.
It never came.
When it became obvious she really had no clue who he was, nor would she guess any time soon, Tyler felt a knot of tension release between his shoulder blades.
“So, Sherry, you planning to watch tonight’s show?”
She pulled a face. “I’m not much for country, other than the line dances. All those songs about trucks and trains and whiskey and dogs, though that last one I can forgive.”
Her smile softened and Tyler moved closer, wanting to be nearer the genuine warmth of it. “No offense to your boss or anything,” she added with a slight grimace. “I heard he’s pretty hot…even if he is the man-whore of country music.”
A shocked laugh burst from his lips. “Excuse me?”
She waved her comment away, as if she hadn’t just insulted him to his face—which, he guessed, she hadn’t really. At least not on purpose. “Just a theory I have. I’m sure he’s a perfectly adequate boss.”
Now, Tyler laughed for real. “Yeah, he’s…adequate.” Shaking his head, he propped his hip on the table. This was the most fun he’d had with a woman in months—and they both still had their clothes on.
“If the words, ‘Come here often,’ leave your mouth, I swear I’ll laugh you straight back to roadie-ville.” Her words were harsh, but the smile that sprang free was playful, and Tyler found himself mesmerized by the familiar twang of her southern voice.
So much so that he’d almost missed what she said.
“Roadie-ville?”
“Sorry, do you prefer techie?” Her cute nose wrinkled as she stuck her hands in her back jeans pocket. “I heard someone else say that earlier, but I swear that sounds like a computer nerd.” She looked him up and down again, this time her gaze lingering around his hips. Slightly south of the belt buckle. Hot damn. “I think roadie fits you better. Sounds sexier.”
Tyler scratched the side of his jaw. Was she messing with him? He’d heard a hell of a lot of come-ons since making it to Nashville and had been propositioned in every way possible. But this was a first. The woman stared back, smiling that damn seductive smile, and he realized she honestly had no clue who he was. For some reason, he was in no hurry to correct that just yet.
He couldn’t recall the last time he’d gone anywhere without being recognized, much less his own concert. But since the room was swarming with crew, Tyler could understand the confusion…if she weren’t a hardcore fan, and clearly, this woman wasn’t. Tyler swiped a hand over his mouth, hiding a smile.
“Sugar, you can call me anything you like,” he drawled, laying it on thick even to his own ears. Her pretty lips parted, and he grinned. “And what can I call you?”
Her smile twisted into a smirk. “Who said you could call me at all?”
He laughed, shocked again, and for the first time in a long time, speechless.
She winked. “I’m Sherry.” When she said her name, she looked right into his eyes as if he should remember it, and he had no doubt that he would. The confidence pouring off her was sexy as hell. “And…you are?”
“Tyler,” he replied, glad she’d gone with just her first name so he could do the same. The rest of the world simply referred to Tyler as Blue, the front man for the band bearing his last name. Even so, he stood back and waited for a sign of recognition.
It never came.
When it became obvious she really had no clue who he was, nor would she guess any time soon, Tyler felt a knot of tension release between his shoulder blades.
“So, Sherry, you planning to watch tonight’s show?”
She pulled a face. “I’m not much for country, other than the line dances. All those songs about trucks and trains and whiskey and dogs, though that last one I can forgive.”
Her smile softened and Tyler moved closer, wanting to be nearer the genuine warmth of it. “No offense to your boss or anything,” she added with a slight grimace. “I heard he’s pretty hot…even if he is the man-whore of country music.”
A shocked laugh burst from his lips. “Excuse me?”
She waved her comment away, as if she hadn’t just insulted him to his face—which, he guessed, she hadn’t really. At least not on purpose. “Just a theory I have. I’m sure he’s a perfectly adequate boss.”
Now, Tyler laughed for real. “Yeah, he’s…adequate.” Shaking his head, he propped his hip on the table. This was the most fun he’d had with a woman in months—and they both still had their clothes on.
Award-winning and Bestselling author Rachel Harris writes humorous love stories about sassy girls next door and the hot guys that make them swoon. Emotion, vibrant settings, and strong relationships are a staple in each of her books...and kissing. Lots of kissing. An admitted Diet Mountain Dew addict and homeschool mom, she gets through each day by laughing at herself, hugging her kids, and watching way too much Food Network with her husband. She writes young adult, new adult, and adult romance, and LOVES talking with readers.
2 comments
So after this review I'll deff be skipping on over to amazon to one click this while it is on sale. Love love love the sound of this one. Great review.
ReplyDeleteTHIS BOOK. SO GOOD. I am in love with it! It's not often that I like the heroes and heroines equally in a romance, but that's definitely the case here. Sherry is a girl after my own heart with her dream of fairy tales and happy endings. And Ty - SWOON. These two are even better together. Lovely review, Jess!
ReplyDeleteLeave me some comment love! And I will get around to commenting back!
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