A review by dariiareads
Water Under The Bridge by Kels Stone, Denise Stone
Did not finish book.
“My game must be off if the first thought I have about him doing a good deed is feel me up, you rich, sexy trash man.”
I might not be the biggest fan of the spicy romance genre. but once in a while I drown myself in love-sickness and require something that would make me feel like I’m not the most toxic person in the entire world.
well, thanks Kels and Denise Stone for Luca, the most obnoxious and narcissistic guy I’ve ever read about… until I might have developed feelings for him?
broken men is my hobby, picking them up from the ground, gluing them together, getting rid of their want to hurt me and then letting them go. which I hoped what would’ve happened at the end of this book.
Avery is hoping to get a position at ORO company, which is her lifelong dream. she is an ambitious, career-driven individual whose purpose is to save our planet Earth and its habitat. as usual, a sexy but ignorant man named Luca Navarro (it’s pronounced Navarro, not Navaroe) gets in the way. and it’s not that he’s going around littering the planet (or was he in the past?). he’s just not letting her to get a job (as Ave thought).
they bump heads every now then, meeting each other at the “most random places”. which is absurd and not surprising at all, considering the fact that the ecology society is not the most popular one, unfortunately, and doesn’t include that many people.
while slowly developing feelings behind the closed doors, our lovely couple makes trying to argue the shit out of each other their First Amendment every time they’re at the same event.
and I don’t even know who is more stubborn: them or my will to finally finish this book. and preferably never date ecologists in tailored suits.
oh the feminine urge to feel sorry for a man twice your age… I give up on trying to rationalise my feelings and admit that Luca Navarro (not Navaroe) is not the worst man on the entire planet.
and then surprise-surprise!! Avery and Luca get to work together and his whole demeanour just starts stressing me out.
that’s when this book won over my stubbornness, and I put it away for the greater good.
in conclusion:
save the turtles, fuck Luca Navaroe.
I might not be the biggest fan of the spicy romance genre. but once in a while I drown myself in love-sickness and require something that would make me feel like I’m not the most toxic person in the entire world.
well, thanks Kels and Denise Stone for Luca, the most obnoxious and narcissistic guy I’ve ever read about… until I might have developed feelings for him?
broken men is my hobby, picking them up from the ground, gluing them together, getting rid of their want to hurt me and then letting them go. which I hoped what would’ve happened at the end of this book.
Avery is hoping to get a position at ORO company, which is her lifelong dream. she is an ambitious, career-driven individual whose purpose is to save our planet Earth and its habitat. as usual, a sexy but ignorant man named Luca Navarro (it’s pronounced Navarro, not Navaroe) gets in the way. and it’s not that he’s going around littering the planet (or was he in the past?). he’s just not letting her to get a job (as Ave thought).
they bump heads every now then, meeting each other at the “most random places”. which is absurd and not surprising at all, considering the fact that the ecology society is not the most popular one, unfortunately, and doesn’t include that many people.
while slowly developing feelings behind the closed doors, our lovely couple makes trying to argue the shit out of each other their First Amendment every time they’re at the same event.
and I don’t even know who is more stubborn: them or my will to finally finish this book. and preferably never date ecologists in tailored suits.
oh the feminine urge to feel sorry for a man twice your age… I give up on trying to rationalise my feelings and admit that Luca Navarro (not Navaroe) is not the worst man on the entire planet.
and then surprise-surprise!! Avery and Luca get to work together and his whole demeanour just starts stressing me out.
that’s when this book won over my stubbornness, and I put it away for the greater good.
in conclusion:
save the turtles, fuck Luca Navaroe.