I did not prepare myself for this read, that is for sure.
I swear never start Sara's character if you are say, sipping wine, because you will inevitably, at some point, spit it everywhere. Im pregnant, so no wine here, but my water flew all over, multiple times.
These guys, yall are not prepared. Throw Abbott into the mix and Yes, please.
and Nan. We all need a Nan.
This novel started out as one thing and a few character in you see where it is going and the joy that fills you hangs around all the way to the end. I loved the plot and the characters and I loved the fact that by the end we were primed and ready for book two in this series.
Sara did it again. She started a world of guys you don't think you can love and makes you fall hard and fast for them.
What is the Bastard Bachelor Society?
It’s a gentleman’s club—like the dignified men of the past used to have.
Except, we’re not gentleman, and we’re not dignified.
We’re ineligible bachelors; bored, jaded and not looking for relationships. Quite the opposite actually…
We’re so committed to being single, we’ve created a high stakes bet to see who can remain single the longest. Rules are involved. Prizes.
Laugh it up, but I’m no loser.
Enemy number one to my single status? My irresistible neighbor, Abbott Margolis. She with her evil cat Desdemona, and Sexy AF pencil skirts. She’s kind and beautiful and hilarious. We can’t get involved, no matter how much her meddling grandmother pushes us together. But if I was going to lose this bet for anyone? It would be for Abbott.
Let’s face facts: I’m a bastard, unwilling to settle down. Especially when there’s a bet to win.