Sugar Kisses—nothing tastes sweeter than revenge…
Roxy Capwell couldn’t be more miserable. She just had her heart stomped on by her cheating boyfriend, and the last thing she’s looking for is love. She hates men.
Cole Brighton couldn’t be happier. He’s a player of the highest order, there’s not a girl at Whitney Briggs University that he can’t tag and bag. He loves the ladies.
Roxy’s dream is to own and operate her own bakery one day, but with no oven in her dorm, and a lucrative baking competition on the horizon, she agrees to move in with her best friend’s brother, the obnoxious, womanizing, Cole Brighton.
Between the heavenly scent of baked goods, and Roxy’s perfect body strutting around the apartment, Cole can’t think straight. So when Roxy’s ex starts sniffing around again, Cole volunteers to play the part of her new boy-toy and things get heated both in and out of the kitchen.
Roxy discovers she might not hate every man on the planet, and Cole discovers nothing tastes better than Roxy and her late night SUGAR KISSES.
Roxy is a ball of stress and anger.
Cole is all ego and sex.
Their attraction is unstoppable.
And when their bodies collide—its combustible.
Published: February 10th 2014
Series: 3:AM Kisses #3
Genre: New Adult/Contemporary/ Academic College/Romance
Why did I chose to pick up this book after struggling for weeks to finish something else? Oh, yeah, I thought it would be a nice break, a light but entertaining read.
The problem I find with short books, the author tries to cram too much too soon. I’m here suffering from a major case of whiplash. I’m halfway into the book and already Roxy has gotten over her hatred of all this with a penis and is jumping into a relationship with her new roommate.
“Mom, this is my roommate.” “And my boyfriend, Cole.”
Wait, what? When did this happen?? If I’m following the shady timeline correctly, Roxy met Cole a month before moving in, I’m guessing they’re on winter break since Christmas just happened and then New Years, classes start up again and I’m not sure but I think a week passes, she drinks and gets drunk for the first time, they have a drunken (Roxy) heart to heart, snuggle after he shares the loss of his dad and her her grandma and the next day they’re eating cupcakes and “taking things slow”.
And now she’s telling her mom that this is her boyfriend?
If Roxy met him in November, moved in to his place December and most of that was spent with family because she confessed to not actually seeing him just hearing his revolving door sex, we’re at one week before New Years, then January and let’s two weeks in at this stage…
How does a woman who was with a man for three years who cheated on her, who just left her in November, who seemingly had mile high walls and the demeanor of a perpetually scared porcupine, thaw overnight and lands herself a man who just two weeks ago was having lots and lots of sex, a living room wall full of tallies lots of sex.
Other than the lack of a proper timeline, I’m going through it relatively quickly, there’s a flow to the words but the unrealistic development of their relationship is driving me up the wall. I’m so close to DNF.
Last Line: “Chris, “I don’t care what he says. I’m not a pussy”