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.
Well hello there miles haas. Another manwhore bites the dust…or rather commits his cock to one woman forever. and I was more than happy to hang on for this funny, outlandish and hot as hell ride.
This is the part where I tell you that this was my very first Melanie Harlow book and then duck while you throw all the things at me. I’m a little late to this party. I know. SORRY. No really, I’m sorry, because Melanie can fucking write. The dialogue is on point, the sex is out-fucking-standing, and the connection to the characters and between them was believable and complex.
The story flowed off the pages in a way that not all do – I was laughing with Natalie and her sisters from the beginning as they get white girl wasted and then do what any other twenty-something sisters would do: get a psychic reading. Duh. This scene was laugh worthy and a great introduction to each sister – if you’ve read her first book, I image that you would know a little about each of them, but since I hadn’t (yea yea yea I KNOW), it was a perfect introduction.
Now Natalie is dating Dan. She’s been dating him for ten years. She’s pretty sure they’re going to get married. I mean, she’s planned for it. They’re comfortable. It’s fine. Or is it? Truth be told, I hate love triangle and cheating books, so my stomach started swirling when I found out Natalie was already in a relationship when Miles reappeared into her life, but I really need to grow the fuck up and trust authors. It’s all ok. PROMISE.
Oh but Miles. Let’s talk about sex blog author/writer, dirty talking, sweet and sinful MILES. Yes, let’s. First of all, I was so fucking excited that Miles writes a blog about sex. Because I mean, I sort of do too. I immediately felt at home with him – HE IS MY PEOPLE. He loves taking and giving good innuendo – and he mostly loves Natalie, even though he isn’t ready to admit it yet.
M&N just fit. They’re easy going, deliciously sexy, full of double entendres and awash with lighthearted banter. It’s when things get serious when they falter – because can a manwhore really change his dick’s ways? And would Natalie even want him to?
Before we get to the heavy stuff, we need to talk about that closet sex scene. The one that made me want to go and buy a bottle of kentucky whiskey and hand it to my husband with uhhhh other stuff and tell him to go to town. Don’t think I won’t do it. It may be happening. Harlow’s sex scenes are incredibly descriptive & dirty as fuck; which means your hips may involuntarily start grinding of their own accord. #ithappens.
In case you weren’t sure, this is an absolute five star read for me – and the first of many Melanie Harlow books. Airy, sweet, & delightfully swoon worthy, Some Sort of Crazy made me all kinds of happy. LOVED.
[I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review]
Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her heels high, 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, FLOORED) 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.
You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her ‘quiet time.’ Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas.
Tara Sue Me wrote her first novel at the age of twelve. It would be twenty years before she picked up her pen to write the second.
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