Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Publication date: July 30, 2019
Format: eARC, 280 pages
How I got it: From the author
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One hundred years ago when I was young and impulsive (okay, it was five, alright? Five years ago...) I let my boyfriend take, let's just say... compromising pictures of me.
(Shut up. It made sense at the time).
Surprise! The sleazy back-stabbing jerk posted them on a website and, well, you can guess what happened. That's right.
I'm a meme. A really gross one.
You've seen the pictures. And if you haven't - don't ask. And don't look!
As face recognition software online improves, I get tagged on social media whenever anyone shares my pictures. You try getting a thousand notifications a day, all of them pictures of your tatas.
So. I'm done.
It's time for revenge. Let him see how it feels! But how do you get embarrassingly intimate pictures of your jerkface ex who double-crossed you five years ago?
Especially when he's a member of the U.S.House of Representatives now?
Getting sweet between the sheets with a congressman is pretty much every political roadie's dream, right? I'm one in a crowd.
Except to this day, he swears he didn't do it. Pursued me for months after I dumped him five years ago. Begged me to take him back.
And I almost did it. Almost. I was weak and stupid and in love a hundred years ago.
Okay. Fine. Five.
But I still have the upper hand. Second chance romance has all the emotional feels, doesn't it?
I can't wait to punch him in the feels.
All I need to do is sleep with him once, take some hot-and-sweaty pics of him in... delicate positions, and bring him down. That's it. Nothing more.
Pictures first. Revenge after. And then I win.
At least, that's how it was supposed to happen. But then I did something worse than sexting.
I fell in love with him. Again.
I received a complimentary copy of this book for review consideration.
This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
In Review: My Thoughts
I’ve been waiting to get my hands on Perky since I fell in love with Fluffy a couple months ago. I was hoping for more of the humor, heart and heat I found with the first book. And you know what? That’s exactly what Perky gave me. But this time it was wrapped up in a super complicated second chance romance that I just couldn’t get enough of. It was totally addicting.
While I’m all about the second chance romances, I’ll be the first to admit I was totally side-eyeing Parker in the beginning. No wonder, considering he allegedly posted a naked photo of Perky online. Not very swoony boyfriend material, right? Well, yes and no. His insistence that he had nothing to do with it, as well as his very obvious devotion to Persephone (Perky) basically made me question everything. I suspected he just might be telling the truth, so I was cautiously optimistic. And man, was he ever swoony when we got right down to it.
I was Team Perky from the very beginning. Hell, before that even. I adored her in Fluffy and I was thrilled to learn she would get a book of her own. She exceeded all my expectations in her own book, too. Not everyone could go through what she did — no matter who was ultimately responsible — and come out as strong as she did. I understood her skepticism when it came to Parker, but also got why she had a hard time staying away. Their chemistry was fierce and their connection so very real.
Perky, the book, was an absolute joy to read. I absolutely lost track of how many times I quite literally laughed out loud while reading it. I thoroughly enjoy Julia Kent’s brand of humor. This book made me giggle, but it also gave me all the swoons and feels. If you’re looking for heat, you’ll find that here, too. It was the perfect combination of all the things I want in a romance. And I can’t wait for the third book. I need me some Feisty ASAP.
“No, but you look like you want to put your hands around Parker’s neck and squeeze.”
“More like my thighs.”
When you fall for someone as hard as I feel for Parker Campbell nearly six years ago, and you experience that kind of love, you can’t ever let go of how it made you feel. Of who it made you into.
“It shouldn’t be so easy. Why is it so easy with you? It was always natural. Like we were drawn to each other by some unnamed force that only affected us.”
“Hey. Seriously. Record this in your heart. On your skin. Everywhere inside you. I just want you.”
Have you read any of Julia Kent’s books?
Do you plan to read Perky?