Chasing Vivi
by A.M. Hargrove
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 13th, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 13th, 2017
Blurb:
Vivi Renard—a blast from the past—wasn’t supposed to affect me like this.
When I knew her ten years ago she was nothing more to me than a highly functioning brain.
Hell, I paid her to do my homework.
Only now … she’s drop dead gorgeous but had the nerve to turn me down for a date … several times.
No one turns me—Prescott Beckham—down for anything.
I’m on a mission and won’t stop until I’m firmly planted between her thighs, hearing her moan my name.
Her plump red lips have me dreaming filthy things and acting like a kid with his first crush.
If I can’t have her, I don’t want anyone else to either.
What’s worse is I want to own every single bit of her.
Except there’s a slight problem.
Vivi can’t stand me.
Even the old let’s be friends again thing failed.
She tossed it back saying we were never friends to begin with.
If I can’t have her, I don’t want anyone else to either.
What’s worse is I want to own every single bit of her.
Except there’s a slight problem.
Vivi can’t stand me.
Even the old let’s be friends again thing failed.
She tossed it back saying we were never friends to begin with.
But I’m the king at playing ruthless games.
So she’d better be ready to drop her thong, because Vivi is going to end up in my bed sooner … or later.
And I’m pretty damn sure it’s going to be sooner.
So she’d better be ready to drop her thong, because Vivi is going to end up in my bed sooner … or later.
And I’m pretty damn sure it’s going to be sooner.
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Excerpt:
Vivi rubs her hands on her thighs. She’s nervous and has been ever since I stood over the table. She seems to have more confidence in herself now than she had when I knew her but that doesn’t account for her skittishness. Back at Crestview, she had been overweight—I knew that—only I didn’t know, or maybe I didn’t pay attention, to the other girls giving her a hard time. And why should I have? I had so much going on in my head I could barely keep my own shit together.
“So?” I prod. “Homework binder?”
“You did a pretty good job with me. I only figured you put the other girls in the same boat. You know, with the homework stuff and all.”
“I had you wrapped around my homework binder at Crestview. That’s your metaphor for finger.”
It’s not a question. I’m baffled because I had no idea. Yeah, I was a flirt, but I flirted with everyone to get what was necessary. It was the only way I knew how to accomplish my goals. She needed the money and always acted like she had no interest in me whatsoever.
“Of course. You had everyone wrapped around your finger. Well, maybe more of them were wrapped around your, um.” She points in the direction of my dick.
Sexy little Vivi can’t say dick out loud. Isn’t that the cutest thing in the world?
“Say it, Vivi.”
“Say what?”
“You know what.” I lean into her and get close to her lips. “Say it.”
Her chest puffs out as she says, “Dick.” Her lovely neck flushes pink and two bright spots of fuchsia dot her cheeks. This is sweet innocence at its utmost.
“Excellent. Now say cock.” I put a great deal of emphasis on the “c” and “k” at the end of the word. Silver gray irises turn stormy and deep creases form on her forehead.
“Why would you want me to say that word?”
“Because it makes you uncomfortable as hell and I’m an asshole. I like to see you squirm, Vivi.”
“I won’t say that. It has nothing to do with truth or dare. And besides, it’s my turn.”
I take a couple of good slugs of my drink, sit back, and cross my arms. “Do your worst.”
She puts an elbow on the table and rests her cheek on her hand. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare.” It’s impossible not to laugh at her comical expression. I curtailed her plans.
“You can’t do that!”
“Do what?”
“Pick dare.”
“I most certainly can.”
Her head tilts back, and I can only imagine what she’s thinking. A chuckle escapes.
“You’re a jerk,” she says.
“So I’ve been told.”
“Okay, then. I dare you to tell me why you loathe the man you’ve become.” She gloats at the clever way she’s twisted the game. And stupid me should’ve figured out she’d come up with something like this. Vivi was always brilliant.
“Loathe is extreme. Let’s say I’m not particularly fond of who I am right now.”
“Fine. Go on.”
Now I’m the one who’s squirming. Where do I even begin? Vivi is almost a stranger to me. There’s no way I can bare my pathetic soul to her.
“I have daddy issues.”
“Really?” Her question is one of disbelief and she appears to be holding back a laugh.
“Hard to believe, isn’t it?”
“Um, yeah. Prescott Beckham, the guy with the world at his fingertips, has daddy issues? I think not. I Googled you after I ran into you that day. From all accounts I read there were no daddy issues to be found. Nada. Try again.”
“I have a team that keeps my secrets out of the media. You wouldn’t find anything on me. But it’s true. I grew up without a mom and my father was not much of one. So, there you have it.” I give her one of my best smirks. It usually does the trick on most women.
She leans back and tucks her chin closer to her body. “That’s it? And I’m supposed to buy that?”
“That’s all I have for sale, Little Wolf. Sorry.”
“You’re not a very fair player.”
“My turn.”
“Nope. I’m done.” She drinks another swig of her beer.
“No, you aren’t. I’m picking for you. Truth. How many men have you fucked, Vivi? And what exactly have they done to you?”
She shoves her arms into her coat and pushes at me to get out of the booth. But I have zero intentions of going anywhere. “Let me out, Prescott.”
“Not until you answer me.”
“That’s none of your business. How many women have you been with?”
“Too many to count.”
Her jaw flops open and I close her mouth with a finger under her chin.
“You asked, Little Wolf.”
About the author:
One day on her way home from work as a sales manager, USA Today bestselling author, A. M. Hargrove, realized her life was on fast-forward. If she didn't do something soon, it would be too late to write that novel she had dreamt of her whole life. She slammed on the brakes, made a crazy decision, and quit her job. Then she reinvented herself as a Naughty and Nice Romance Author.
She fancies herself all of the following: Reader, Writer, Dark Chocolate Lover, Ice Cream Worshipper, Coffee Drinker, Grey Goose Aficionado, and #WalterThePuppy Lover. If you’re around her for more than five minutes, you’ll soon notice she has a tendency to talk you ear off.
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My review:
FINALLY!! Finally a story where the woman didn't throw herself at the rich guy as soon as he pulled the black Amex out of his wallet. (Not that I remember that this happened here but you get what I’m saying.)
I loved how strong, stubborn and independent Vivi was despite her situation. She needed the money really bad but she rather earned it herself than take the offer of easy money. A woman with a strong backbone made for a welcome change in our instant-panty-dropping book world.
This was a slow burn but realistic read. So don't expect the characters to be baby-making in the first chapter. This was one of the main reasons why I loved this book so much. It could have easily been a real-life story and the heroine didn't give in that quickly to the hot guy as it often is the case. The characters had loveable personalities which made them almost too good to be true.
The author never disappoints with her books and she's a go-to author for me. I am really glad that I discovered her and I'm so excited for her next books.
The Story:
Vivi's life is currently on a real low. Her job pays poorly, her apartment is rather a closet in a neighborhood you don't want to hang around at night and her boss is a massive asshole. When Prescott Backham suddenly stands in front of her, all her memories from school and the horrible thing the kids did to her, come rushing back. Prescott may have not made fun of her like the others did but he only noticed and needed her for his homework.
‘Standing before me is Prescott Backham – the boy of my teenage fantasies.’
‘Now, here he is in the flesh, all six plus feet of tall, dark, and insanely sexy. And it pisses me off that someone can look so damn edible.’
Can you blame her for not wanting to go out with him even though every other woman would throw themselves at him without having to ask? The thing is, Prescott isn't used to be rejected and as soon as he set eyes on Vivi, he knew he wanted her and he would do everything to get what he wants.
‘Game on. She’s just made it my mission to change her mind. It’s what I’m good at – getting woman to do what I want.’
But since when was he chasing after a woman? It's usually the other way around and he never had to persuade a woman to be with him. What’s changed? Vivi is so different to all the others and that's exactly what makes her more attractive and him more intrigued by her.
Vivi's determined to keep her distance from all of her past and that includes Prescott Backham. But Prescott doesn't give up that easily. The question now is: who will have the greater staying power??
Thoughts:
I loved how protective Prescott was of Vivi and that despite her quick judge on him they had such a great chemistry. It was a slow burn but building up throughout the story and therefore got better and better further into the book.
‘I knew what kind of life to live before I walked into that coffee shop and saw her sitting there. I would’ve kept living it, unencumbered. But fate had different plans for me, it seems. And now it makes me wonder what the hell it has in store for me next.’
I loved how she stayed strong and didn’t instantly give in to this good-looking rich guy that never payed attention to her in school besides her doing his homework.
Both had strong and stubborn personalities which made their interactions so much more enjoyable.
It was a great story about two characters both with tough background stories and family troubles and I liked how the characters problems were woven into the story and how they’ve made them stronger without their troubles becoming all-consuming in the book.
I wasn't as emotionally involved as I was with other books from this author but I loved the book a lot nonetheless. It had a good pace and definitely hooked me to the pages. Absolutely recommended!
“You’re like a song. When I first saw you, I heard a few lines, but then each time, more notes were added until now I have complex melody. And it gets better every day.”
Side note/Nuisance:
I detest people that wear or like fur because I don’t even have a strong enough word for how much I loathe the killing and torturing of animals. I equally hate to read about glamorizing anything that relates to it so I was disgusted when it appeared in this book. I thought about how it would affect my rating but I couldn't let it because the book is awesome and I love this author's work. Ultimately I wasn't able to let the fur 'incident' have an impact on my rating but I’d have preferred that it wasn’t in the book.
-- This ARC was kindly provided by Social Butterfly PR in exchange for an honest review. --
My rating: 4.5 of 5 stars
