Man Candy by Melanie Harlow
Release Date: June 20, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Not just back in town, but living in the flat right beneath mine. And he looks good enough to eat, which is just one more reason to stay away from him.
But I can’t resist.
The sex is incredible (pretty sure we’ve shaken the house right off its foundation), but he can’t fool me—not this time. A degree in marketing and five years in advertising have taught me that “true love” is a fairy tale used to sell lipstick, diamonds, and perfume. It doesn’t exist.
He thinks I’m wrong, and he wants to prove it.
I think he’s crazy, so I dare him to try.
It might be the biggest mistake of my life.
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Review: I am a big fan of Melanie Harlow's books.I've loved almost everything of hers from the Frenched series to the Happy Crazy Love series.So, it isn't really a big surprise that I loved this one as well.Melanie has managed to create another fantastic novel which tops all her previous ones.Her writing just keeps getting better with every book!
In ManCandy we have Jaime Owens, who has a great job,amazing best friends and a wonderful family.She doesn't believe in love and prefers to break things off before they get too serious.When she was young, she had thought that she was in love with Quinn Rusek-her brother's friend and their housekeeper's son.But, when she tried to make a move on him, he laughed in her face.Since then she has never had any romantic delusions.
Quinn went on to become a successful model.Now he is back and staying in the apartment below hers and he is determined to prove that she is wrong about love.She dares him to do so.So, will Jaime finally believe in love and give Quinn a chance?
I was so totally in love with Jaime and Quinn in this book.Their interactions were so hilarious and steamy at other times.Melanie took her time developing the relationship and trust between the two characters and that was wonderful to read.No part of this book was rushed.I loved how Jaime didn't hold any grudge towards Quinn.Quinn was a great guy who lived in the moment.It was beautiful to see how much he loved and missed his mother.Though he was a romantic at heart, it wasn't overdone.In the opposite manner, it was Jaime who was wary of long term commitments.
I loved watching them grow through this novel.Some scenes were literally so funny, I got a bellyache from laughing.The book starts with Jaime in a closet and Quinn's nicknames for her were so cute and hilarious!Jaime's BFFs-Claire and Margot were also wonderful characters.The chemistry between the couple was off the charts.The sex scenes were too good!;)
Melanie has created realistic characters and all of them have their own fears,strengths and insecurities.Everyone from the main cast to the secondary characters has been fleshed out really well!All in all, this was a perfect romance book which had a great mixture of humour,steam and relationships.I urge you to give this one a try and also read Melanie Harlow's other books!They will make you laugh,cry and swoon at the same time.
P.S.Isn't the cover just perfect? #dimalicious
Also read my co-blogger Jackie's review of ManCandy here.
Excerpt:“It’s so good to see you, Jaime,” he said. “You look great.”
“You too,” I said before I could stop myself. I didn’t want him to think I still cared—in fact, I wanted him to know I wasn’t fooled by his charm. I wasn’t that silly little girl anymore, the one who’d doodled his name in her notebooks and blushed when he said hi at school and cried herself to sleep when he asked another girl to his prom. That silly little girl was gone, and in her place was a confident, smart, professional woman who knew her worth and, even better, the truth about love. No more stars in her eyes. But why did he have to be so hot?
OK, pull yourself together. No drooling.
“I’m so glad this worked out.” Quinn let me go but stood too close, his feet planted wide and his arms crossed over his chest. He wore jeans, a gray knit pullover that hugged his muscular chest and arms, and his feet were bare. His hair was damp and messy on top, just like it had been the last time I’d seen him in person. His full lower lip made me want to bite it. Maybe even draw blood.
“Sorry, I just got out of the shower,” he said sheepishly, ruffling his hair. “Want to come in and catch up? Or maybe go out for a drink? I just need to throw some shoes on.”
“No.” Trying desperately to shove the image of him in the shower from my mind, I elbowed past him and trudged up the stairs. My cheeks were hot, which meant they were probably turning scarlet. They ruined my poker face every time.
“Come on, it’s Friday!”
“I have work to do.” He was naked a few minutes ago. And wet.
“Did you have a bad day?”
“No.” Rivulets of water streaming over those muscles.
“You already have plans tonight?”
“No.” Steam rising as he stroked himself beneath the spray.
“You don’t love me anymore?” I froze as the shower fantasy exploded into bits, replaced by a humiliation that paralyzed me, one foot on the top step, one hand on the banister. Slowly, I turned my head and glared at him over one shoulder. Now the grin cocked up on one side.
“Because you used to, you know. You told me.”
“You need to forget about that.”
“Yes,” I snapped. “That was a long time ago. Back when I was young and impressionable and believed in love.”
His brows went up.
“You don’t believe in love anymore?”
“Not the romantic kind. That’s a fantasy used to sell things like lipstick and roses and diamonds.” “Pretty jaded for twenty-seven, aren’t you?”
I resumed heading up the stairs.
“I’m not jaded, Quinn. I’m just a realist.” And I’ve been burned before, trusting guys way less attractive than you.
He said nothing more, and I let myself into my flat. As soon as the door was shut behind me, I leaned back against it, exhaling and fanning my face. He still got to me. That was so aggravating. I mean, how was I supposed to sleep at night? Quinn Rusek was one fine piece of man candy, and I had a sweet tooth for him that wouldn’t quit. But he’d made fun of me! Again! A nice guy would have at least pretended not to remember what I’d said. Or maybe apologized for humiliating me. Or not have brought it up at all! What an asshole. A hot asshole—the worst kind. Curse you, Alex, and your generous heart. And curse you, Quinn, for getting under my skin again. You stay away from me. But a traitorous little part of me hoped he wouldn’t. (Bet you can guess which part.)
About the Author:
Melanie is the author of the HAPPY CRAZY LOVE series, the FRENCHED series, and the sexy historical SPEAK EASY duet, set in the 1920s. She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband, two daughters, and pet rabbit.