Wednesday, August 8, 2018



When my business partner asked me to do him a favor, I had no idea he was sending me on a blind date his mother arranged for him. I walked in the bar, saw the woman drinking her third martini, and knew I was in for an eventful night. After the unexpected second date, she didn't know my real name or who I really was. By that time, the lie was too far gone, and I wanted her too much to admit the truth. Laney It's not every day you find out your ex-boyfriend is engaged. I shouldn't have agreed to the blind date. My mother insisted, and I wasn’t in any position to turn down a night out. I will admit, I definitely shouldn't have ordered that fourth martini before said blind date even arrived. The man turned out to be swoon worthy, handsome, condescending—a perfect distraction. Then I found out he was a liar. I've never been in over my head to this degree. Then again, I've never been in love. 

I knew I wanted to read this book for a few different reasons. The blurb caught my eye, the cover was sexy and it's a Natasha Madison book. I love her writing style and Mixed Up Love was full of the sassy and sexy characters I've come to expect from this author. This premise was something really new to me so I couldn't wait to see how the story would unfold. This was a quick, fun read.

I liked Laney. She was funny, smart and had some sass to her. I love her loyalty to her friends and family. She's the kind of woman I'd want as a friend so I was really rooting for her to find her happy ever after.

Hunter...I loved him. His overprotective, sexy, swoony self. I liked his style, even if I did think he went a bit overboard at times. It's what made him, him. I enjoyed seeing him interact with all of the characters and I really did fall for him. He was a good book boyfriend.

There's obvious attraction between Hunter and Laney right from the start. It's palpable and believable. I like that the mistaken identity was dealt with rather quickly and didn't drag on. There was no denying these two were meant to be. Their sexy times were sexy, but I loved seeing their relationship develop outside the bedroom as well.

The supporting characters were really fun here. They didn't overshadow Hunter and Laney, but their personalities easily could have. The author really achieved the perfect balance with them supporting and not overwhelming. That being said, I wouldn't mind reading books about any of the other characters...

I thought this was a really fun and unique book. The writing was sharp, funny where it needed to be, and on point. The pacing worked well. I read this book in one sitting and it was a fast and fun read. I definitely recommend this book.

I adored the set up of this...going on someone else's blind date, because they have found what they think is something better, and finding the love of your life. And, when you get there, actually being attracted to the person. That, right there, tells you this book is, really, when does a blind date actually work out? The answer to that, is they work out pretty well when you are in a book written by Natasha Madison.

Hunter and Laney are not destined to meet, have an amazing blind date, and stay together...until they are. The attraction, the connection is instant. And, Hunter feels instantly guilty. I liked this. And, I loved that this "lie" doesn't carry on through a lot of the book as this is a pet peeve of mine, and it's a trope I don't always connect well with. Nothing to worry about here.

Sex swing accidents, misunderstandings, meddling friends and parents, and an inability to give up on one another allow this one to work out. It's hot, steamy, and enjoyable. You enjoy the connection between them, their willingness to see it through, and their willingness to not give up on the other when pushed away made this an enjoyable read.

I enjoyed and I recommend this title.

I pull up to the front door, and the valet meets me at my door once I stop. “Good evening, sir,” he says once I open my door. “Yeah, I won’t be here long,” I tell him as I get out, not bothering to take off my sunglasses when I hand him the keys. “No worries, sir. It will be here when you are ready,” he says, handing me the ticket for later. I put it in the inside pocket of my suit jacket. I walk inside to the hostess table, where a woman who looks like she is eighteen stands smiling. “How may I help you?” she asks sweetly. I stop and look around to see if I might recognize the woman I’m here to meet, even though I’ve never met her. I spot a couple of women at the bar, but I instinctively know they aren’t her. I also check for exits. It’s not my fault; it’s just instilled in me. Looking to the left, I don’t see anyone sitting alone, but then I look to the right, and I see her. I don’t know why I know it’s her, but I just do. With curly long blond hair, she downs a martini, then picks up another one and brings it to her mouth. I spot a waiter walking with two more martinis on his tray, and I’m not surprised when I see him approaching her table. “Great,” I say under my breath. “I found her,” I tell the hostess and start walking toward the table. She spots me and watches my every move. Luckily, the glasses I’m wearing stop her from seeing my eyes. The closer I get to her, the more my pulse speeds up. What the fuck? This is weird. I look around maybe to see if something else is piquing my interest or maybe I spotted something to elevate my pulse, but no, it’s her. The fact that a gorgeous woman is sitting by herself and drinking like a fish is enough to get any man’s adrenaline pumping. Isn’t it? “Are you Laney?” I ask, taking off my glasses, and my gray eyes finally meet her blue ones. She opens her mouth, expecting, I think, something to come out, but nothing does. I continue looking around to see if anyone is watching her, and it’s no surprise that I spot two guys at the bar sizing her up. “Here are two more.” The waiter smiles at her, putting two more glasses down on the table and taking the two now empty ones away. She laughs nervously, and I want to reach out and trip him when he walks away. “It isn’t what it looks like.” Her soft voice breaks me out of my plan, and I turn back to her as she smiles at me, causing my heartbeat to skyrocket. The collar of my shirt suddenly feels tight, but it’s not even buttoned. “Really? I find it hard to believe,” I finally say. Looking around again, I spot the same two guys in suits sitting at the bar watching her. This time, one of them spots me and looks back down at his drink. “It looks like you’re sitting here waiting for something bad to happen.” I pull out the chair and sit in front of her. “Um.” She still doesn’t say anything.


When her nose isn't buried in a book, or her fingers flying across a keyboard writing, she's in the kitchen creating gourmet meals. You can find her, in four inch heels no less, in the car chauffeuring kids, or possibly with her husband scheduling his business trips. It's a good thing her characters do what she says, because even her Labrador doesn't listen to her... 

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