She wasn’t meant for movie stars, Hollywood, or happy endings. And then she met him.
Happy Endings are for fairy tales. Or the movies. Not for real life. At least, not Claire’s life.
Even though she’s starting over, she knows better than to want too much this time. But when
she falls, literally, into the strong arms of Hollywood’s ‘it’ boy Josh Wiley, Claire’s in for some
surprises. Her plans for rest and relaxation are forgotten as one incredible night with Josh
becomes two… And her heart begins to want him as much as her body. Will two kids, one
bastard ex-husband, and Josh’s juggernaut career mean the end of their affair? Or can Claire
find her happy ending after all?
My Rating: 4.5 *'s
Sasha Summers does a great job of taking a woman who has been beat down emotionally by the circumstances of life and giving her a second chance at Love. The fact that this second chance comes in the form of a HOT, younger, and not to mention famous movie star is a total BONUS!
The connection between Josh and Claire is undeniable from the start and I absolutely loved how honest Josh was about his intentions and feelings for Claire. Claire's journey to accepting that she may just be in for a Happily Ever After is an emotional one that will keep readers engaged. I loved the involvement of the children and their opinions/views on the relationship and total support for their mothers happiness.
This is the first in a series and I am really looking forward to the future books!
Two very large, strong hands caught me and I looked up into the most beautiful face I’d seen
since this morning.
“Josh? Hi, Josh!” I squealed, bouncing in his arms as he smiled down at me. I kept bouncing,
my racing heart thumping faster than the music as his hands slid around my back. “I didn’t know
you were here.” I was smiling like an idiot.
“You’re a rather focused dancer.”
“I am! Never do it…dance, I mean. But it’s fun!” The song ended and I frowned.
He laughed. “Should I make them play the song again? I will if it will make that pathetic little
Another song began. It was slower, but it still had a good beat. “No, I think this will work and I
won’t sing–even better.”
“I liked your singing.” He was looking at me…the way he always looked at me.
I felt light-headed and dizzy as I stared up at him, wobbling on unsteady feet. I knew I was
drunk, but now there was more than just alcohol heating me up from the inside.
His hands were firm, guiding me closer to him. I let one hand rest on his chest as we swayed
together. Between the buzzing euphoria from my many drinks and the raging hunger burning in
his eyes, my every nerve was tingling. I was more than a little pleased with life at the moment.
I quivered under his touch. His fingers splayed across my lower back, fitting us closer together.
We danced with the music, our movements in sync with one another.
Under the flashing colored lights, my hand looked red and then green against the white of his
shirt. I felt the heat of his skin, the solid strength of his muscles through the fabric of his shirt.
His scent, his touch, his…presence stirred images of our night together, sharp in my otherwise
foggy mind. My skin grew more sensitive and my senses flooded with him.
I was aching for him, all of him. Now. My breath grew short as I remembered how he felt buried
deep inside me.
The rational side of my brain knew I was losing control, but there was too much alcohol in my
system. I had no fear or inhibition. And I liked the fire raging inside of me.
My eyes slid to his mouth and I felt my tongue wet my lips.
His breath hitched and he closed his eyes. When he looked at me again, there was little doubt
he knew exactly what I was feeling.
The song ended and I felt myself being guided from the floor.
“Taking her home?” Shannon had apparently returned to the table. She and Arthur regarded us
There were three other people at the table now. I didn’t know them. But I didn’t really care at the
moment. I wanted to kiss the pulse wildly beating in Josh’s throat. I was vaguely aware that now
might not be the right time for that. I glanced at his neck. It looked very kissable.
“Unless you have other plans?” Josh looked from Shannon to me.
I was looking at him as if I were about to eat him. It wasn’t intentional; that was really what I
wanted to do at the moment…because he was so damn gorgeous…
He looked back at Shannon, his jaw muscle noticeably rigid.
“I recommend you get her home. And make her drink some water at some point, please,”
Shannon added. “Here.” She handed Josh some keys and waved at me with a smile.
Then we were heading toward the door.
“Wait.” I stopped. We weren’t moving, but everything seemed to be moving around me. “You’re
here with friends?”
His hands clasped my shoulders, steadying me. He smiled down at me. “Yes.”
“You shouldn’t leave them….I don’t want to mono…monopolize you.” My words trailed off as my
eyes met his.
He wanted me. I could see it. His nostrils flared just a bit. His jaw clenched and unclenched. I
smiled slowly. I liked that I could make him react this way.
I asked, “Don’t you want to stay?” Say no.
If he wanted to stay, I might be able to stop staring at him or thinking about how perfectly we fit
together. It wasn’t completely out of the question, not yet. My eyes fell to his lips and my smile
“No.” He leaned closer, whispering in my ear, “Claire, we have to leave now if you’re going to
look at me like that.” His face reflected the hunger I felt.
My voice was husky as I whispered, “I’ll be good.” Not a chance.
He paused, his eyebrow rose in question. “You want to stay?”
“Nope.” My eyes fell to his mouth again.
Josh’s smile was pinched as he led me to the exit.
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Sasha Summers is part gypsy. Her passions have always been storytelling, history, romance,
and travel. She writes both lyrical romantic fantasy and contemporary romance. Her first play
was written for her Girl Scout troupe. She's been writing ever since. She loves getting lost in the
worlds and characters she creates; even if she frequently forgets to run the dishwasher or wash
socks when she's doing so. Luckily, her four brilliant children and hero-inspiring hubby are super
understanding and supportive.
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