Emma, a free-spirited bookstore owner in Orlando, keeps her business afloat with innovative ideas. Her most popular evening event is Story Brothel, where customers can pay writers to read aloud to them in a story-time for two, complete with cocktails. Despite the name, the event is usually tame. But things take a steamy turn when a handsome, urbane businessman hires Emma for a session in a private cabana. Daringly, she shares with him a reading of her erotica. Soon both of them are feeling the effects … and Emma’s wondering what kind of lover is underneath his expensive suit.
Caleb may be a billionaire real estate mogul, but he’s never been captivated by a woman as he is by the lovely, quirky Emma. Her rockabilly vintage dresses make him long to strip them off and do very wicked things to her. And her refusal to share her personal life only makes him more curious.
Soon the couple are spending every available moment together. But Emma’s building is in danger of being razed out from under her bookstore … and worse, Caleb may be behind her problems. Can she trust him with her life as she does with her body? Or will the prickly walls built during her harsh past keep them apart?
Why did I give this only three stars? I had to think on it for a while. I didn’t get the “feel good” vibe from either MC. The writing was good, the story was so,so. It edged on “You’ve Got Mail” The book shop owner trying to save her shop, the big business “Billionaire” (Why..Why does it always have to be a billionaire? How many billionaires are there in the world? Probably the same amount as English Duke,Lairds,Viscounts,Lords,Princes…I could go on…)
Anyway, this billionaire, is torn between doing the right thing and moving forward with his plans for a housing project, condos to be exact.
I guess I am stuck on the The porn reading thing… I don’t really know how well that would work out in that little neighborhood. I mean… really? But.. okay. She only reads to what? Two people?
The story turns into a sort of romance between the two unlikely characters, her lack of having any notion of good places to eat, the hottest restaurants and culture of any kind beyond her tiny square life, is unbelievable. I mean, she lives in a big city. It’s highly unlikely that she doesn’t know all that shit, even if she had never actually been to a fancy restaurant. Again, even I can go to a steak house. I am sure in the second book ,she probably teaches him all about how the little people live and he teaches her all about culture and airplanes and Saks and all that crap that supposedly repressed bookstore owners would know nothing about. I was seriously hoping for more plot,more love,more feeling. I know.. I ask a lot.
* I was given this book for an honest review.