May
Today I’m excited to participate in the Blog Tour of ‘Fake’ by Kylie Scott. This is an all new witty and sexy fake relationship, grumpy hero standalone and it’s out NOW.
When I read the book description of ‘Fake’ a little while ago, I knew this was a book I wanted to read. I’ve always loved romance novels about Hollywood stars. And not to forget, Notting Hill is one of my favorite movies. So I signed up for the Blog Tour and was super excited when I received an ARC. And have you seen that cover? It’s definitely a gorgeous cover in my opinion.
In ‘Fake’ we meet Norah Peers. Norah is a waitress who has sworn off men after another bad dating choice. She is definitely a normal girl with not a lot of exciting things going on in her life. Except for a famous customer that comes by every once in a while. Patrick Walsh is definitely very handsome and although Norah is kind of starstruck, she never talks about him coming to the restaurant with other people and she doesn’t stare at him like most people do. So when Patrick needs help to safe his reputation after a bad decision, Norah seems the perfect fit for the job.
This book was definitely a very fun, easy to read book that I devoured in a day. The two main characters are very likeable and I enjoyed getting to know them. Norah is supposedly an average girl-next-door kind of girl and she is sure Patrick would never be really interested in her. Patrick has been a famous actor for years, and his looks and charms make every woman fall on her knees for him. Norah treats him normal. But when Norah gets nervous she starts talking a lot, and she is unlike any other woman Patrick has come across lately.
The chemistry between Norah and Patrick was great to read. I honestly couldn’t stop reading this book, because they where just so good together. There where plenty of sexy and romantic scenes in this book to keep me hooked. And in the end I also got some twists I didn’t see coming. Those where definitely refreshing and very enjoyable.
I never read a book by Kylie Scott before, but I must say I really liked her way of writing. I enjoyed reading this book through Norah’s point of view, and I loved the combination of romance and humor. ‘Fake’ definitely was a very fun read and I can’t wait to read more books in this series.
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He slunk into the restaurant mid-afternoon wearing his usual scowl. Ignoring the CLOSED sign, he took a booth near the back. No one else was allowed to do this. Just him. Today’s wardrobe consisted of black jeans, Converse, and a button-down shirt. Doubtless designer.
And the way those sleeves hugged his biceps . . . why, they should have been ashamed of themselves. I was this close to yelling “get a room.”
Instead, I asked, “The usual?”
Slumped down in the corner of the booth, he tipped his chin in reply. For such a tall guy, he sure went out of his way to try to hide.
I said no more. Words were neither welcomed nor wanted. Which was fine since (A) I was tired and (B) he tipped well for the peace and quiet.
Out back, Vinnie the cook was busy prepping for tonight, his knife making quick work of an onion.
“He’s here,” I said.
A smile split Vinnie’s face. He was a huge fan of the man’s action films. The ones he’d made before hitting it big time and taking on more serious dramatic roles. Him choosing to visit the restaurant every month or so made Vinnie’s life complete. Especially since the restaurant, Little Italy, was the very definition of a hole in the wall. Not somewhere generally frequented by the Hollywood elite. Meanwhile, I was less of a fan, but still a fan. You know.
“Get him his beer,” Vinnie ordered.
Like I didn’t know my job. Sheesh.
He was busy with his cell by the time I placed the Peroni in front of him. No glass. He drank straight from the bottle like an animal. Just then, a woman in a red sweater dress and tan five-inch-heel booties strode in through the front door.
“I’m sorry, we’re closed,” I said.
“I’m with him.” She headed straight for his booth and slid into the other side, giving the man a dour look. “You can’t just walk out, Patrick. You’re going to have to choose one of them.”
“Nope.” He took a pull from his beer. “They all sucked.”
“There had to be at least one that would do.”
“Not even a little.”
She sighed. “Keep this up and you’ll be obsolete by next week. Beyond help. Forgotten.”
“Go away, Angie.”
“Just another talented but trash male in Hollywood. That’s what they’re saying on social media.”
“I don’t give a shit.”
“Liar,” she drawled.
I wasn’t quite sure what to do. Obviously they knew each other, but he did not seem to want her here. And she really wasn’t supposed to be here. Vinnie had okayed after-hours entry to only one person. On the other hand, if I asked her to leave, she’d probably sic her lawyers on me. She looked the type.
The woman spied me hovering. “Get me a glass of red.”
“She’s not staying,” countermanded Patrick.
Angie didn’t move an inch. “They were all viable options. Pliant. Young. Pretty. Discreet. Nothing weird or kinky in their backgrounds.”
“That might have made them more interesting.”
“Interesting women is what got you into this mess.” The woman frowned, taking me in. Still hovering. One perfectly shaped brow rose in question. “Yes? Is there a problem?”
Now it was Patrick’s turn to sigh and give me a nod. He was so dreamy with his jaw and cheekbones and his everything. Real classic Hollywood handsome. Especially with his short light brown hair in artful disarray and a hint of stubble. Sometimes it was hard not to stare.
Which is probably why his personality tended to scream “leave me alone.”
I headed for the small bar area at the back of the restaurant to fetch the wine like a good little waitress.
“We shouldn’t be discussing this here,” said Angie, giving the room a disdainful sniff. Talk about judgy. I thought the raw brick walls and chunky wood tables were cool. Give or take Vinnie’s collection of old black-and-white photos of Los Angeles freeways. Who knew what that was about?
Patrick slumped down even further. “I’m not going back there. I’m done with it.”
“This isn’t safe.” Angie looked around nervously. “Let’s—”
“We’re fine. I’ve been coming here for years.”
“You just got dropped from a big-budget film, Patrick,” she said, exasperation in her tone.
“The industry may not find you bankable right now, but I’m sure gossip about you is still selling just fine. This week at least.”
This Blog Tour was organized by Social Butterfly PR.
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Maureen is a mom, wife, nurse, and Ravenclaw living in the Netherlands. She spends her days juggling mom-life, reading, blogging, planning date nights with her husband and working as a nurse. Maureen also is a big Anglophile, loves cooking, Gilmore Girls, Bridgerton and Harry Potter.. Always! Facebook | Instagram
I’ve read several by Kylie Scott (including her Stage Dive series) and really like her. I like the sound of both Norah and Patrick. It sounds like they had great chemistry!
I’d definitely like to read more books by Kylie Scott after reading this one. It was such a fun read. And I loved these charaters.
I’ll need to check out her Stage Dive series. 😉