“And . . .” She held up her hand like she was doing a damn countdown! “You’re kind of, like . . .” She leaned forward and whispered, “A bit . . .” Her eyes teased. “Metro.”
“As in . . . ,” I baited her.
“Feminine,” she snapped. “Yup, that’s the word. And Max, I mean that in the nicest way possible.”
“You mean . . .” I licked my lips, then slapped the water. “In the kindest way you can possibly say it, ‘Oh, look, Max has boobs’? Or you mean it in the way that says I lack the proper sexual magnetism to get your engine going?”
Becca rolled her eyes. “Hey, I didn’t come here to fight. I was just going to go over our date for tomorrow without the watchful eyes of Big Brother.”
“Hmm.” She was looking down at her feet. So I did what any desperate man who’d just been insulted in the worst way possible would do. I grabbed her feet, dragged her into the water, creating a huge splash, and then, when her head popped up for air, I gave her something else.
Kissing Becca could become a very nice, very addicting . . . pastime. Her lips were soft, pliant, but her hands were beating against my chest. Ah, classic move. Listen up, men: women fight us because they’re expected to. They have to put up the fight so they don’t come off as easy. So the next time a girl hits you in the chest, go with it, kiss her harder. It just means she wants more, especially when her chest is heaving and her tongue is doing . . . that. Yeah, exactly. Oh. Hell. Damn. Kill me now. When her tongue is doing that? Becca’s tongue pushed against mine and then she sucked.
I felt said sucking all the way through my body.
When she stopped fighting me, I wrapped my arms around her neck, pulling her as close against me as I could, and then pulled away.
Her eyes furrowed with confusion as she tried to lean forward.
I pulled back again, and swam her over to the ladder.
“Thanks, Becca,” I whispered. “I needed a little motivation.”
“Game on.” I helped her up and followed. “And by the way . . .” I grabbed her hands and moved her flat palms from my chest all the way down to my waist. “I’m anything but feminine. Have a good night.” As I walked away, I did what any sane man would do. I paused so she could get her fill and realize that yes, I was, in fact, still naked. And when I heard her gasp, I turned around and saluted her in more ways than one.
My 4 Star Review:
This story picks up right where the Consequence of Loving Colton leaves off. Max seems to be a little lost after graduating college and losing his best friend Milo to the love of her life Colton. Sure he has money and technically doesn’t have to work but his friends are tired of him moping around. So they do what any great friends would do, they sign him up as the bachelor on a reality show called Love Island and when Max finds out, hilarity ensues. He does all he can to back out of it but because of the very tight ironclad contract he signed, well let’s just say, Welcome to Paradise Max.
After a thorough medical examination and some sugar free gummy bears, a trip to the ER, hold onto your stomach!
Max has 24 single ladies to choose from and when he goes through their files, I died laughing at the nick names he comes up with. There is one contestant he likes, Becca, is the very same barista at the coffee shop he frequents. He has already tried to swoon her but she shot him down, HARD. Now that they are stuck on an island for 3 weeks and she is able to see him in a whole new light so of course things change.
Becca is a struggling college student. She decided to enter the reality show in hopes of winning the grand prize money. That money would pay for the rest of her college. The last thing she expected was Max and his craziness and towards the end of her Love Island experience she finds that she is head over heels for him. When the time comes for her to choose, will she choose Max or will she take the money and run?
When you add Reid and the gang, along with Little G and Hades the Goat, be prepared for an epic island adventure of crazy ladies, funny friends and a steamy romance.
I adore Max and his way with words, he is confident, charming, sexy and hilarious. He can make any situation fun. He is a charmer in the most unconventional way and it works for him.
Rachel Van Dyken has another fantastic installment to this series. It is like survivor meets wipeout with a romantic twist that will have you laughing the entire time!
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