Drew Evans is a winner. Handsome and arrogant, he makes multimillion dollar business deals and seduces New York’s most beautiful women with just a smile. He has loyal friends and an indulgent family. So why has he been shuttered in his apartment for seven days, miserable and depressed?
He’ll tell you he has the flu.
But we all know that’s not really true.
Katherine Brooks is brilliant, beautiful and ambitious. She refuses to let anything – or anyone – derail her path to success. When Kate is hired as the new associate at Drew’s father’s investment banking firm, every aspect of the dashing playboy’s life is thrown into a tailspin. The professional competition she brings is unnerving, his attraction to her is distracting, his failure to entice her into his bed is exasperating.
Then, just when Drew is on the cusp of having everything he wants, his overblown confidence threatens to ruin it all. Will he be able untangle his feelings of lust and tenderness, frustration and fulfillment? Will he rise to the most important challenge of his life?
Can Drew Evans win at love?
Tangled is not your mother’s romance novel. It is an outrageous, passionate, witty narrative about a man who knows a lot about women…just not as much as he thinks he knows. As he tells his story, Drew learns the one thing he never wanted in life, is the only thing he can’t live without.
“Queen to B-seven.”
“Bishop to G-five.”
Games are fun.
“Knight to C-six.”
Games without clothes? They’re more fun.
Kate’s brow furrows as she stares at the chessboard. This is our third match. Who won the other two? Please, like you even need to ask.
We’ve been trading stories while we play. I told her about the time I broke my arm skateboarding when I was twelve. She told me about the day she and Delores dyed her hamster’s fur pink.
It’s comfortable, easy, enjoyable. Not as enjoyable as screwing—but a close second. We’re lying on the bed on our sides, our heads resting on our hands, the board in the middle.
Oh—and in case you forgot, we’re naked.
Now, I know some women have issues with their bodies. Maybe you’ve got a little extra junk in the trunk? Get over it. Doesn’t matter. Naked kicks Modest’s ass every single time. Men are visual. We wouldn’t be fucking you if we didn’t want to look at you.
You can write that down if you like.
Kate has no problem being naked. She’s definitely comfortable in her own skin. And it’s sexy—damn sexy.
“Are you going to move or just burn a hole in the board looking at it?”
“Don’t rush me.”
I sigh. “Fine. Take all the time you need. There’s nowhere for you to go anyway. I’ve got you cornered.”
“I think you’re cheating.”
My eyes open wide. “That hurts, Kate. I’m wounded. I don’t cheat. I don’t need to.”
She raises a brow at me. “Do you have to be so cocky?”
“I certainly hope so. And talking dirty will get you nowhere. Stop stalling.”
She sighs and accepts defeat. I make my final move. “Checkmate. Want to play again?”
She rolls onto her stomach and bends her knees, so her feet almost touch her head. My cock twitches at the sight.
“Let’s play something else.”
Twister? Hide the Salami? Kama Sutra charades?
“Do you have Guitar Hero?”
Do I have Guitar Hero? The jousting of our millennia? The coolest video game of all time? Of course I do.
“Maybe you should pick something else,” I say. “If I keep beating you like this, it could damage your fragile female ego.”
Kate glares at me. “Set it up.”
Her eagerness should have been a red flag. It was a slaughter. Absolutely brutal. She kicked my ass—from one end of the apartment to the other.
I never had a chance.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
5+ “Dark Side” Kisses!
Holy sweet amazing Jesus! I had a feeling I was going to love this book…and my feelings rarely disappoint me. Not to say that it doesn’t happen but when a book is referenced to other books that I have loved as well…all signs point to a good thing. I am so freaking off the charts in love with this book and all it entails I can’t even put it into words…but I’ll try 🙂
Andrew Evans…do you see that picture on the cover of the book? That delicious piece of man candy that made me drool with just one glance. That my dears….is Drew motherfucking Evans, in the flesh and in my imagination for all it’s glory. And believe me…he was, is and always will be glorious. I cannot lie, the first couple of chapters I did not want to like Drew…but I couldn’t stop it…so I gave in, why fight it? He’s a complete douche – a play boy to the max. He knows his strengths and he uses them to his advantage. He’s blunt to a fault. He’s ballsy. He’s successful. He’s like the businessman alpha male of my dreams.
‘I am all about self-determination. Will. Control. I determine my path in life. I decide my failures and successes. Screw fate. Destiny can kiss my ass. If I want something badly enough, I can have it. If I focus, sacrifice, there is nothing I can’t do.’
Katherine ‘Everyone-Calls-Me-Kate’ Brooks…I envy her in the worst way possible…and the best way possible. If there is a God, Emma Chase will write Tangled from her POV, because I swear that would be aaaaaamazing. SO freaking amazing. I’ll beg if I have to, I have no shame. She’s beautiful…but that’s not all. In the words of Drew ‘She’s adventurous, unapologetically demanding, spontaneous, and confident. A lot like me. We’re a perfect fit, in more ways than one.’ *sigh* you see….some of the many reasons why I want to be Kate. Lucky Bitch.
“Do you know how much I want this? Want you? God, Kate…I’ve fucking dreamed about this…begged for it. You make me…ah, I can’t get…enough of you.”
So…they meet at bar, where Drew meets most of his ‘conquest’s’ and like the awesome woman that Kate is, she blows him off…with a good reason. She’s engaged…to Bill ‘Why-Don’t-You-Just-Die-Already’ Warren – has a nice ring to it, doesn’t? I can’t take credit for that, it’s all Drew. What can I say, he has a way with words. Among other things. But Billy isn’t the only source of contention between Drew and Kate…oh no, there is more. So much more.
‘All kidding aside, this is a new beginning for Kate and me. A fresh start. I’ll be a perfect gentleman. Scout’s honor.
Then again, I never was a Boy Scout.’
I was laughing with this book…a lot. Like laughing out loud hilarious moments. But there were also witty moments, sarcastic moments, and just moments that I couldn’t help the cheesy ass grin that was plastered all over my face. There were hot moments (actually…a lot of super hot moments 😉 ), sweet moments, even some swoony moments (and who would have expected that from Mr. Evans…not this girl!) and yes…even those dreaded ‘scream at your kindle’ moments…more out of frustration than anything else, but seriously – I wanted to smack Drew around…but just a little.
‘I gaze at her eyes. The way she’s looking at me…it’s just like she did after our shower yesterday. Like she’s giving me something – a gift. That’s just for me. Only for me. And it’s her. Because she trusts me, has faith in me, believes in me. And you know what?
I don’t want Kate to ever look at me any other way.’
God Bless Emma Chase for creating a man I wanna fuck, punch and hug…all at the same time…repeatedly. I started reading Tangled and was like really? I’m supposed to like this dude? Yeah right! I was wrong…she did it. Dunno how, still trying to figure it out, but I’ll be damned if Drew didn’t crawl his way into my heart. I love him something fierce. He’s one of those guys that you’re convinced is a lost cause, which makes that moment when he’s not like a million times better. I think what made him more real was even after he figured out he actually liked a girl, he didn’t do a 180 and completely change. It was slow…gradual… believable. I appreciated that, it made Drew as a character seem more realistic in my head.
‘I’ll never get tired of looking at her. Or kissing her. Pussy whipped, thy name is Drew. Yeah I know. It’s okay. I don’t mind. ‘Caue if this is the Dark Side? Sign me up. Seriously. Don’t be surprised if I start skipping down the street singing, “Zip-a-Dee-fucking-Doo-Dah.” I’m that happy.’
Kate…deserves a fuckin medal. Like the golden vagina of resilience or something cause Lord have mercy, Drew would have worn me down with his antics after the first 4 hours. He’s a swoontastic beast when he wants to be. But I get it…after what happened, she built walls – better to protect yourself than to regret it later…but still. SERIOUSLY….the man hired a three man band, sent a million flowers and had her name written in the sky. F-O-R-E-V-E-R…that’s hardcore. *sigh* Like I said…a medal. I really didn’t think he was going to break her down.
‘And if I strike out? At least I’ll go down swinging. If I crash and burn and she grinds my ashes into the dirty with her heel? So be it. But I have to try. Because…
Well, because she’s worth it.’
So Tangled is told from Drew’s POV…100%. No bouncing, we’re in his head the entire time…and let me tell you, it’s a lot of fun in Drew’s head. Loads of fun. In fact, I’d like to build a summer home there. He’s hilarious, sexy, smart with a dash of frustration – perfect combination if you ask me. Don’t get me wrong, Drew had his douchey ways in the beginning, but it’s not that anything he did or said isn’t factual, it just sucks that because men have penis’s they think…differently about things. Some of it I agreed with, some of it I didn’t want to agree with…but had to…cause it’s the truth! And not that I’ve never read books from a guy’s POV before but this is probably the best one to date. It felt very real.
‘Jesus. The taste of her-my memory was unforgivably inadequate. I feel like a recovering crack addict who just fell off the wagon and never wants to climb back on.’
Of course Drew and Kate got their HEA…which makes me a happy little camper…but I want more, as always, cause I hate letting go. But then I find out Tangled is part of a series…and that makes me SQUEE…just cause…I love series, I love Emma’s writing…and I don’t even care what the next book is about I want it now, now,
! And yes…I did stomp my foot like a five year old when I typed that. Ms. Chase has an amazing way with words and characters…while this may be her first book I’m SO glad it’s not her last…because that would be a travesty. If you have not read Tangled…please, for the love of all things that are holy and decent…drop what you are reading and read it now. It’s worth it. You’ll thank me. 🙂 And I will leave you with the best lines out of the entire book…truer words have never been spoken (and they were spoken to an almost four year old): “Vaginas beat penises every time. They’re like kryptonite. Penises are defenseless against them.” #Truth
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By day, Emma Chase is a devoted wife and mother who resides in a small town in New Jersey. By night she is a keyboard crusader, toiling away the hours to bring her colorful characters and their endless antics to life. She has a long standing love/hate relationship with caffeine.
Emma is an avid reader. Before her children were born she was known to consume whole books in a single day. Writing has also always been a passion and with the 2013 release of her debut romantic comedy, Tangled, the ability to now call herself an author is nothing less than a dream come true.