Icing on the Cake
Wild
Wedding, #2
by Ann Marie Walker
Publication Date: January
30th 2018
Genres: Adult,
Contemporary, Romance
Notting Hill meets The Prince &
Me in Icing on the Cake, the second standalone laugh-out-loud romance in Ann
Marie Walker’s Wild Wedding series
The Book Junkie Reads . . . Review of . . . ICING ON THE
CAKE (Wild Wedding, #2) . . . The analogy of
'Notting Hill' & 'the Prince and Me' were spot on for me. I had a lot of
fun. It was cute, sexy, a bit sassy, a bit misleading, a bit fairy tale. This
was a good weekend read to forget about the week that past. I enjoyed the
characters. I had fun with the revisit from 'Black Tie Optional'. I had even
more fun getting to know Cassie and Hank (Prince Henry). The two seem to hit it off just great. Then
one thing leads to another thing then the chemistry between them takes over.
Then its time for the truth. Then the time for the truth pass. The hurt and
pain.
Cassie
and Hank both lead very busy lives. On the go from dawn to night, each for a
different reason. Cassie wants to take hold of her life and make her own dreams
come true. She finds that chance with Sugar Rush. She also finds that she has
very little time for anything not business related. Hank on the other hand
lives the life of luxury, no privacy, and decadence, and responsibilities. He
finds that he has a weekend given to him to be someone else and shed the mantle
of living for the public. He takes it and runs. That was the plan. Then he
meets Cassie and sparks fly.
I
wanted that something extra to take this read all the way to amazing. I wanted
that something that would make this one story stand out and make me say yes. I
will read that one again. I wanted to see the possibilities of more. I got most
of that alone with good characters, a fun plotline, and laughs. I will most
certainly put this on my read again list. With each new release to the series I
will start again and read them all.
Wild Wedding series:
Black
Tie Optional – Wild Wedding, #1
Icing
on the Cake – Wild Wedding, #2
BLURB
Cassandra Miller doesn’t have time for men.
She’s far too busy trying to open a cupcake shop with her silent partner and
best friend, not to mention catering her brother’s wedding. And let’s face it,
it’s not like Prince Charming is going to stroll into the bakery and sweep her
off her feet.
Henry has been a prince his entire life but for one wild wedding he wants to be nothing more than an “Average Joe”, or in this instance, “Average Hank”. However, when a case of mistaken identity and a batch of burned cupcakes ends in a night of passion, Cassie and Hank must decide if theirs is a recipe for disaster or the makings of true romance.
Henry has been a prince his entire life but for one wild wedding he wants to be nothing more than an “Average Joe”, or in this instance, “Average Hank”. However, when a case of mistaken identity and a batch of burned cupcakes ends in a night of passion, Cassie and Hank must decide if theirs is a recipe for disaster or the makings of true romance.
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Excerpt
His fingers rested on her
hips, barely touching her, and yet she felt as though she were melting into his
hands. Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him
closer. She wanted to feel the weight of him against her, to know he was as
affected by her as she was him. He pressed against her and she felt the shape
of him, hard against her softness, and she couldn’t help but wonder how long
he’d been that way, if this perfect man had wanted her this whole time as badly
as she’d wanted him.
When he broke their kiss,
she was more than ready for whatever came next.
“Come up to my room,” Hank
breathed. His lips moved over her jaw and down her throat, leaving a trail of
feather light kisses that left her aching for more. “I have a lovely
four-poster bed that’s far too big for one.”
His room, his bed. Sex in
his bed. She couldn’t pretend she didn’t want one wild night with this handsome
stranger, but sex in a bed was so . . . so . . . normal. She’d done normal. And
although normal sex was better than no sex, something told her that the man in
front of her was offering good sex, and that was something that was long
overdue.
Cassie blinked hard. She
took a moment to gather her composure, but like her resistance it was currently
scattered all over the bakery floor. Hmm, the floor would work just fine.
When she didn’t answer he
pulled back, slipping a finger under her chin and lifting her eyes to his once
again. “Shall I take that as a yes?”
“Why can’t we just stay
here?” Her voice sounded as shaky as the rest of her. But it wasn’t from intimidation
or nerves. On the contrary, for the first time in her life Cassie felt strong
and fearless and brave. Still, something about this man made her tremble in the
most delicious way.
His eyes glowed with a
mixture of amusement and lust. “Believe me, luv, I’d like nothing better than
to take you right here, against this door.”
Her heart hammered inside
her chest. Did he really just say that? And in an accent that was nearly enough
to finish her off? Who was this man who had come into her life as if a direct
answer to Olivia’s outrageous suggestion? The images her friend had conjured
two days prior flooded her senses. Oh yes, that was exactly what she wanted.
Right then and there.
Lucky for her, Hank was a
bit more aware of their surroundings. “But those windows don’t have any
curtains,” he said, nodding over his shoulder. “And I would hate for some
random pub-goer to get an eyeful of your beautiful curves as he stumbled home.”
Sex god and a
gentleman? This guy was too good to be true.
“Ask me again,” she said.
A momentary frown drifted
across his face until realization took hold. He leaned closer and whispered
roughly against her ear. “Let’s go up to my room, so I can make you come all
night.”
Holy hell, that he
didn’t have to offer twice.
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Ann
Marie Walker writes steamy books about sexy boys. She’s a fan of fancy
cocktails, anything chocolate, and 80s rom-coms. Her super power is connecting
any situation to an episode of Friends and she thinks all coffee cups should be
the size of a bowl. If it’s December she can be found watching Love Actually
but the rest of the year you can find her at AnnMarieWalker.com where she would
be happy to talk to you about alpha males, lemon drop martinis or supermodel
David Gandy. Ann Marie attended the University of Notre Dame and currently
lives in Chicago.
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