Review for Some Sort of Crazy (Happy Crazy Love #2) by Melanie Harlow
When a psychic tells Natalie Nixon her life is about to be upended by a mysterious stranger, she laughs it
off. After all, she has everything she’s ever wanted—a successful bakery, the perfect boyfriend, and the
keys to her dream house.
Who could possibly make her want to throw all that away?
Then Miles Haas comes back to town.
But he’s no stranger—they’ve known each other since high school. Plus, he’s only around for the
summer, he’s still a shameless playboy, and he makes a living writing articles for a men’s magazine with
titles like 'Should You Bang the Boss’s Daughter? A Flowchart' and 'Butt Stuff for Beginners: A Field
Guide.'
He’s not the man of her dreams, and she’s not about to abandon everything she’s worked so hard for
just for a little fun. Except he makes her laugh like no one else, smells like heaven, and wears panty-
melting glasses.
Kim's Review
Melanie Harlow's "Some Sort of Crazy" is the second tale in the Happy Crazy Love series. This book didn't disappoint. Melanie does it again with this sweet, funny, lovable book. This is the second book in the series and it is just as good as the first. Natalie Nixon is just living a comfortable life. She is 26 and owns her own business and a new house. She keeps trying to get her boyfriend of 10 years to move in but he keeps dodging her. They have been together since they were teens, but she feels like something is off. Her childhood friend Miles comes into town for a few days and his visit is a catalyst to everything turning upside down. Not like that's a bad thing sometimes. Can an old friend show her what she's been missing with some friendly fun? Find out in this awesome book!!!!
5 out of 5 stars
The light was off in my room when I returned, and I could barely make out her shape under the blanket.
Leaving my glasses on the bedside table, I slid between the sheets, careful to stay on my side. When was
the last time a woman slept in my bed without orgasms being involved? I couldn’t think of one time,
actually. I didn’t even know what to do with myself.
I lay there for a while on my back, hands beneath my head, breathing slowly and deeply, trying to stay
calm. But I could smell her perfume, and it was making me hard again. Fuck! Was she asleep already?
Could I rub one out without her knowing? I braved a look at her, and my eyes had adjusted to the dark
enough to see that she was facing away from me, curled up on her side. Long, agonizing, minutes ticked
by, during which I imagined rubbing my cock along the crack of her ass, which was sticking out in my
direction. Taunting me.
“I lied to you last night.” Her voice was so soft, I thought I might have imagined it. Or dreamed it.
“Huh?” Stop thinking about her ass.
She rolled to her other side and faced me, tucking her hands beneath her cheek. “I lied last night. I told
you I didn’t remember what you said to me the night we said goodbye. The night before you left for
school.”
I blinked in surprise. “Oh.”
“Did you really mean the things you said?”
“Of course I meant them. I stand by every word I’ve ever said to you.” And my cock is standing straight
up right now. So if you could please stop being beautiful and sexy and vulnerable, I’d appreciate it.
Thanks.
She took a shuddery breath. “And yet…tonight, you wouldn’t—”
“Tonight was not about us, Natalie.”
“But…what if it was?” She paused. “What if it could be?”
Fuck, was she serious? Because I wanted that. I wanted a night that was just about us, wanted to show
her what it was like to be with someone who appreciated her. Just one night, even if it was all we ever
had. But I couldn’t be the one to initiate it, not without knowing it was really OK.
“Natalie,” I started, but she interrupted me.
“I’m lying here thinking, a week ago my life seemed so complete, everything in order. My relationship.
My business. My house. I had everything I wanted.”
“And now?”
“Now I feel like I’ve been missing something. Like maybe I was wrong about what I wanted. I feel…lost.”
She looked at me with her huge, round blue eyes, making my whole body heat up.
“You’re not lost.” Rolling onto my side, I met her forehead with mine. “You’re right here with me.”
And I kissed her. Just like that, I kissed her.
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Just in case you missed it, here's Kim's review of #1:
Melanie Harlow's "Some Sort of Happy" is a the first tale in the Happy Crazy Love series. Skylar moves home from New York after her fail at having an acting career. After her antics on a dating reality show is aired her world seems to keep getting worse. After her boss confronts her behavior, she heads to the beach to try to figure out what to do. Sebastion has moved back home after a horrible breakup. What happens when their worlds collide? What happens when she realizes she knew him in school? How does her feel about her? What is Sebastion trying to keep from her? Find out that and more in this awesome read!!!
5 out of 5 stars
Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her lipstick red, and her history with the naughty bits left in.
When she’s not reading good books, she gets her kicks from TV series like Game of Thrones, Boardwalk
Empire, Masters of Sex, Deadwood, Mad Men, and Downtown Abbey (although she wishes it were more
HBO and less PBS). Melanie is the author of the FRENCHED contemporary romance series (FRENCHED,
YANKED, FORKED) and the sexy historical series SPEAK EASY (SPEAK EASY, SPEAK LOW), 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 and two daughters.
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