I have adored the Kennedy Fox/Cumberland-Parish collaborations I have read to date (ie, all of them), and now they duo have "come out" of the writing closet, nothing has changed.

My Week With The Bad Boy is cute and sweet and sexy, with a dose of sadness and frustration thrown in for good measure.

I adored Vada - she made me wonder if this was the process that our lovely writers go through as they push their writing deadlines. Did they rent out a cottage from a hottie artist for inspiration/

I am sure sure what I was expecting - maybe with this title of this book, I was expecting something a little different? I don't mean this in a bad way, I think I was just not expecting something so emotional? There was some darkness and sadness in this story that I guess I wasn't expecting? Gah, who knows what I mean ( I am pretty certain I don't get where I am coming from!)

My Week With The Bad Boy is all that and a bag of chips. I laughed, I cried, I threw my kindle in frustration.

Ignore my ramblings (I don't think I am quite over my jetlag just yet). Pick up this book and read it, you won't be disappointed.