Lucky wanted a guy
to be her last boyfriend but she never counted on love not being enough.
Lucky Morgan
fantasized about the hot guy from her diner for months. And when he offered her
a dream job, she jumped at the chance to get to know him better.
Zane Beaumont was
skeptical about love and guarded his heart. Even though he was falling for
Lucky, he was still scared to fully let go. So he makes a decision that may
ruin their once chance at happiness.
Both of their lives
are turned upside down by some unexpected news and Lucky has to decide, once
and for all, if Zane is the guy she wants to spend her forever with.
About a month ago, I started receiving emails from some of my followers saying "Have you read The Last Boyfriend?" After about the 15th email - I let my one-click finger do a little exercise and immersed myself into the lives of Zane Beaumount and Lucky Morgan. And boy am I glad I have followers who know what I like. I fell in love with these two instantly! They are both funny and smart (asses) and sarcastic and just the type of people I love to hang out with. So when I got an invite to The Last Husband tour, I of course said YES!! Give me some more Zane and Lucky.
I was not disappointed! The Last Husband was great! There are a lot of secrets in this book that come to light and it's quite the journey for both of them. With a new relationship, especially with someone who is so afraid of love, you get plenty of angst and plenty of love too. This book definitely has its HEA and a lot of twists and turns to keep you hooked. Definitely a page turner. I highly suggest both The Last Boyfriend and The Last Husband. Four Star of on the edge of my seat greatness!
I licked the last drops of syrup from
the corners of my mouth and grinned at Zane. “I can’t believe I’ve never
noticed the way you eat before.” I watched as he put his cutlery down on the
plate.
“You’re so prim and proper, Miss Emily would be so proud.”
“Who’s Miss Emily?” He looked at me in
confusion.
“The etiquette queen, duh.”
“Oh you mean Emily Post?”
“Yes!”
“I’ve never heard her called Miss Emily
before. It must be a Southern thing.”
“I’m not Southern,” I growled.
“You’re from the South.”
“I’m from Florida.”
“Florida’s the South.” He grinned. “Or
do you need a Geography lesson?”
“I know it’s the South, but we’re not
the South like South Carolina and Arkansas. Now they are the South.”
“What about Alabama and Mississippi?”
“Well, them as well.” I rolled my eyes
at him as if to say Duh.
“So all the states in the South are the
South aside from Florida?”
“That’s not what I mean.”
“So are you telling me I’m not dating a
Southern Belle?”
“I’m telling you that if you’re looking
for Scarlett O’Hara, you’re dating the wrong girl.”
“Did your grandparents live on a
plantation? Did they have slaves? Did your mother have a mammy?” Zane cocked
his head at me and I reached over and slapped his hand.
“You’re an idiot, you know that?”
J. S. Cooper was born in London, England and moved to Florida her last year of high school. After completing law school at the University of Iowa (from the sunshine to cold) she moved to Los Angeles to work for a Literacy non profit as an Americorp Vista. She then moved to New York to study the History of Education at Columbia University and took a job at a workers rights non profit upon graduation.
She enjoys long walks on the beach (or short), hot musicians, dogs, reading (duh) and lots of drama filled TV Shows.
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