This book is great! It’s lighthearted and fun overall.
Courtney Sanders is a fun loving, relationship blog writer. She’s fierce, feisty, strong, independent, and just a tad insecure when it comes to love.
Carter King is mysterious. He knows Courtney will post everything in her blog because she’s honest with her readers and her life, so he does what he needs to. I can’t tell you what he does because that’s a major point in the story.
They are explosive and hot and they get under each other’s skin. What’s not to love?
I think if you’ve ever been single in adulthood, even if for a short time, you will connect to Courtney. I was single for a very short time after turning 18 and even I could connect with her. Her feelings, thoughts, and actions were things I recognized in myself. Especially her thoughts on opposites attracting!
This is a great read, especially if you’re experiencing a book hangover. But I do want to know if there will be a second book for the supporting friends!
Grab it, read it, enjoy it, and there may be a really sweet Happily Ever After.
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My newest column is all about the most undateable men in San Diego. Between my own experiences and those of my friends, I have plenty to choose from. Want to know if Carter King, the heir to King Communications with gorgeous abs and a persistent personality, makes the list or ends up in my bed? Read on to find out…
COURTING SANDY EGGO
posted by Courtney Sanders
FAST FIVE: WHY MY STORY IS WORTH READING
5. You could use a laugh.
4. There’s a guy named Axel.
3. Abs and beaches.
2. Sex. Lots of sex.
1. Carter King may be my next headline.
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and I finally accepted. I’ll be honest—he reads my blog, so I have to be
careful with what I say because I know he’ll see it the second his inbox
notifies him of a new post.
that’s not a metaphor. He’s in town visiting from New York, and last night I
learned that he’s not only persistent, he’s easy to talk to and fun to be
night after a really unexpectedly nice first date.
he locked up and threw it back at me. He’d give me a vague non-response and
then turn it back around.
break into my ex’s house to walk his dog. (It’s okay, my ex knows, too.
Apparently his security cameras gave me away.) He knows that I love my job. He
knows where I find inspiration for articles. He knows the little secret thing I
do on Saturday mornings. (Don’t ask. I’m not telling you. I have to keep some
things just for me—and now Carter, I suppose.)
about myself. For one thing, I’ve never had a really serious relationship. My
last few boyfriends have been fleeting, and the one who had the most potential
turned out to be less than supportive of my career. Another thing I concluded
is that I really want a dog of my own. I didn’t even realize it until he
pointed it out as I spoke dreamily about how much I miss Shelby.
first date that makes me want a second, I don’t feel like I know anything more
about Carter than I did when the night started.
shelter dog the day we met.
getting me to go out with him.
him again. I want him to kiss me.
tongue as my eyes locked on his lips. For hours I stared at those lips. They’re
full without being too plump. They’re soft and velvety.
soft and velvety. I wouldn’t know if they actually are.
mine. It did, however, end with the promise of a second date, a second date that
will in fact occur later this evening, so stay tuned tomorrow—or later tonight,
possibly, depending on how things go—for the latest.
part’s for you: