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What do a wrong number text, a burning building, and a quirky florist have in common? A hunky firefighter with an extra-large…hosepipe.
In hindsight, I never should have opened that text message. The last thing I needed first thing on a Monday was a picture of some stranger’s, um, eggplant, in my inbox.
I also should have replaced the batteries in my fire alarm, because my Friday night did not need to end with my apartment building going up in flames.
But it’s fine. It’s fine. Everything is fine.
I’m only lying in a hospital bed with more split ends than I’ve ever had, almost all my Earthly possessions have turned to ash, and apparently, they don’t serve wine to patients in this place.
But like I said, it’s fine.
Until he walks in.
The guy who saved my life. My hero. Noah Jacobs.
And the universe is amusing itself at my expense, because the dirty photo I woke up to on Monday?
It’s his.
Oh my...This book was simply hilarious! I love Emma Hart's books because they are fun and keep me laughing and smiling while never being too ridiculous or too shallow. Even though Reagan is quite...alright, she is not really impressed when she wakes up and finds a dick picture on her phone. Nope. Oh, well, maybe a bit, because...right. Going from being nice and informing the sender that he has the wrong number to waking up at the hospital to find out that the fireman who saved her is the one and only owner of this said dick, well, that's not the end of it, trust me.
I laughed so hard and even though Reagan and Noah's story is rather turbulent and fast-paced, you still get the feeling that they belong together, that this is not just some spark but some pretty serious chemistry, fireworks and all. And even though I loved Reagan and Noah, I also loved the minor characters like her family. Those guys, oh my...they will leave you speechless. Reagan is amazing with her sarcastic, down-to-earth attitude and the way she loves and embraces those who she cares for whether it's her slightly nutty family or gorgeous and amazing Noah. Noah, well, he is simply great. He cares for her and doesn't hesitate to show it and he accepts her and her family just the way they are.
No, not everything is sunshine and roses all the time but I simply loved how natural their relationship felt. No dramatics, just two people falling for each other. Hard. And their story and the way it was told made me laugh loud and uncontrollably. I've read a couple of books by Emma Hart but this one is definitely one of my favorites. And even though I really enjoyed reading "Kiss Me Not", the first book in this series a lot and was happy to meet the characters (and the racoons, of course and don't forget ) again in this book, I think that "Kiss Me Tonight" is even better. And now I'm waiting again for the next and final book in this series to be released at the end of October.
★★★★★
Excerpt!
“Hi.”
I glanced over at him, my lips curving. “Hi.”
“You ready?”
“To escape the madhouse? What do you think?”
“That I should put my foot down.”
I winked and clicked my belt into place. “Let’s go. Where are we going?”
Noah pulled away from the curb. “I was going to let you direct me. I haven’t been in town long, like I said, and I definitely haven’t been out for lunch.”
I leaned back in the seat. “Hmm. What do you want to eat?”
“You’re the one breaking out of jail. I’m happy to go wherever you want to.”
“Oh, no. I hate making decisions like this. Do you know how difficult it is to pick somewhere to eat?” I shifted my whole body so I could look at him. “Do you want Chinese? Thai? Steak? Korean? Pizza? Burgers? Caribbean? Mexican? Spanish? French? Italian?”
Noah’s gaze darted my way. “Do you have all those places in Creek Falls?”
“No, but that doesn’t make the decision any easier,” I replied. “Well? Burgers? Pizza? Mexican? Italian? Steak? Or Chinese?”
“I don’t—shit me, I feel like I’m being interrogated by the fucking Government.”
“You may as well be. Pick somewhere and I’ll tell you where to go.”
“I said you can pick.”
“I don’t care. I’ve been everywhere. They’re all good. You’re the new boy in town. Pick somewhere.”
“You’re demanding, do you know that?”
“Yes, Preston—oh, he’s my brother—regularly points out how demanding and difficult I am.” I paused. “If you really want me to pick, I will, but you can’t complain after.”
He turned the blinker on so we’d head in the direction of Main Street. “You just said they’re all good.”
“They are, but it’s not my fault if you feel like pizza and end up with a taco.”
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