Sadie Hunt isn’t perfect—but her husband is. Nathan Hunt has her coffee waiting every morning. He holds her hand until the last second. He worships the Manhattan sidewalk she walks on. Until one day, he just…stops. And Sadie finds herself in the last place she ever expected to be. Lonely in her marriage.
When rugged and sexy Finn Cohen moves into the apartment across the hall, he and Sadie share an immediate spark. Finn reveals dreams for a different life. Sadie wants to save her marriage. Their secrets should keep them apart, not ignite a blistering affair. But while Sadie’s marriage runs colder by the day, she and Finn burn hotter.
Her husband doesn’t want her anymore. The man next door would give up everything to have her.
Panty Scorching: 5
Over All Rating: 5+ Stars
Kindle eARC provided by Author
Reviewed by Christina
THIS BOOK..GAH!!! It had my emotions all over the place, hating the leading lady, I’m not going to lie I still don’t think I like her. I also felt for the other man AND the husband!! I was literally pulled in every direction with this amazing book.
***Warning cheating takes place in this book, so if you are sensitive to to that type of thing this is not the book for you!***
Sadie has so fucked herself in so many ways. She has the perfect husband, but for some reason has stopped showing any kind of love toward her. She feels their marriage is slipping through her fingers. She wants to save it but doesn’t know how.
Finn is the sexy new neighbor that moves into the apartment across the hall. Finn becomes Sadie’s new confidant. She finds herself telling him things she doesn’t tell others. Their bond grows and a underlying attraction becomes something neither of them can deny.
This book is HOT and STEAMY!
Who will Sadie pick? Will she be able to save her marriage or will the hot new neighbor win her heart?
Slip Of The Tongue I could not put down! Ever watch one of those train wreck clips in slow motion? Yep, that was this book…I’m over here going…Noooooo don’t do it, he has a reason he is being so stand off-ish. But nope, here we go with the anst..BUT I LOVED EVERY FUCKING MINUTE! I couldn’t put the book down or stop turning the pages. I had to know all the dirty, ugly, heart gripping details. I swear my stomach was in knots, I’m pretty sure I have an ulcer from all the damn angst.
In his dimly-lit kitchen, Finn lays a comforting hand on my shoulder. “I have to tell you something.”
My hairline prickles. I can sense whatever he says will be heavy, and I’m not sure I want to hear it. I force a crooked smile that probably looks as awkward as I feel. Since I just fed Ginger, I joke, “What? I smell like dog food?”
“I want to kiss you,” he says without missing a beat. “I won’t, but I just thought you should know.”
My stomach drops as if I’m in free fall. I bite my lip involuntarily, then release it, afraid it’ll look like an invitation. Can he really come out and say that? Without prompting, without wavering? You can want to kiss someone and not say it. Should I be angry he confessed that? I’m not. I’m curious. Stirred, even. And because we’re being honest, I ask what I want to ask. “Why?”
“Why do I want to kiss you? Or why did I tell you?”
My heart rate picks up. I lose my nerve. “The second one. That’s not the kind of thing you just come out and say to a stranger. A married stranger.”
“I like you.” He absentmindedly caresses the nape of my neck with his fingertip. “So I want to be honest.”
I put my hand over his wrist, and he stops. Now, and for the last hour, it’s as if we’re the only two people on the planet. The Bad Wife and the Stranger. If I let him kiss me, nobody would ever know. After all, Nathan might be kissing someone else too. Why else would he have lipstick on his tie? Finn doesn’t wear lipstick. Neither do I. It would be our secret.
“You’re leaving, aren’t you?” he asks.
Am I? I have to. I don’t trust myself to stay, and I don’t trust myself to speak, so I nod. I don’t have to pull his hand away. He takes it back willingly. And he walks me to his door.
Jessica Hawkins grew up between the purple mountains and under the endless sun of Palm Springs, California. She studied international business at Arizona State University and has also lived in Costa Rica and New York City. To her, the most intriguing fiction is forbidden, and that’s what you’ll find in her stories. Currently, she resides wherever her head lands, which is often the unexpected (but warm) keyboard of her trusty MacBook.
Connect with the Author:
Follow my Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/21DXDBI
For more info, join the Jessica Hawkins mailing list: