“If a person couldn’t cry over a random dead body in their trunk, that they may or man not have killed, then what could a person cry over?”
For what feels like years, I’ve wanted to read Stylo’s stories, I’ve heard nothing but good things and this book has definitely lived up to the hype, although I don’t believe this is her typical style, this story is on the lighter side, even i though it has lots of ‘adult themes’ I really can’t say more than that because well… nobody wants to read a dang spoiler!
This book took off like a horse out of the gait and didn’t slow down until it was over and even still now, sitting here typing up this review I want more! I *needed* to know how and why there was a dead body in Jojo’s trunk!
The chemistry and missed connection-ish ness between Archer and Jo was perfectly on point, yes, he was originally her brothers best friend, but over the years he became better friends with Jojo when her brother went to college and left his sister and best friend behind.
“I’ve always been a part of you. You just never noticed.”
This story was kind of reminiscent to “The Hangover” and will have you on the edge of your seat trying to figure it out. But when you find out what’s truly going on you head will spin and your mind will explode at the sheer brilliance of this book.
“She’d spent all weekend … thinking all of the wrong thoughts believing all the wrong truths.”
This story was like a cozy mystery on drugs! Check your trunk and strap in, so you too can find out who the dead body is in Jo’s trunk!
These are my Happily Ever After Novel Thoughts…
What a ride! Going around in so many circles, I was quite dizzy. It was a fun ride, though.
Archer and Jodie are a match made in heaven; best friends, neighbors, lovers?
When Jodie finds a body in her trunk, she and Archer must find out who he is and how he got there. Through all the hijinks, there is a good but of laughing and O.M.G. moments.
Grab this book and hang on in the pursuit of a Happily Ever After with Jodie and Archer.
Jodi Morgan is having a bad weekend.
After partying a little too hard, she wakes up with a monster hangover and almost no recollection of the night before. So imagine her surprise when she looks in her trunk and instead of finding a spare tire, she
finds the last guy she’d danced with before blacking out.
Who is he? How did he get in there? How did he die? And oh dear lord, did she
When her older brother’s best friend offers to help, things start looking up. They’ve known each other since she was thirteen, and ten years later, he still treats her like a little kid – surely, committing felonies has to trigger some sort of spark. Together, they wind up going on an adventure that takes them all over Los Angeles. From raves to penthouses to strip clubs. All in the search for the answer to her question.
Who is the dead guy in my trunk!?
Warning: This book contains some dark humor, a lot of witty banter, and two characters making more bad decisions than good ones. Also contains adult themes, language, and graphic sexual activity.
Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me. Yeah. I think that about sums me up.