What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
But what didn't happen in Vegas seems to follow them everywhere.
Lola and Oliver like to congratulate themselves on having the good sense to not consummate their drunken Las Vegas wedding. If they’d doubled-down on that mistake, their Just Friends situation might not be half as great as it is now.
... Or so goes the official line.
In reality, Lola’s wanted Oliver since day one—and over time has only fallen harder for his sexy Aussie accent and easygoing ability to take her as she comes. More at home in her studio than in baring herself to people, Lola’s instinctive comfort around Oliver nearly seems too good to be true. So why ruin a good thing?
Even as geek girls fawn over him, Oliver can’t get his mind off what he didn’t do with Lola when he had the chance. He knows what he wants with her now ... and it’s far outside the friend zone. When Lola’s graphic novel starts getting national acclaim—and is then fast-tracked for a major motion picture—Oliver steps up to be there for her whenever she needs him. After all, she’s not the kind of girl who likes all that attention, but maybe she’s the kind who’ll eventually like him.
Sometimes seeing what’s right in front of us takes a great leap of faith. And sometimes a dark wild night in Vegas isn’t just the end of a day, but the beginning of a bright new life...
He watches me in a way that feels like he’s seeing more than my face looking up at his or my breasts shifting with his movements. He’s seeing me. The heat of it makes me wild, like skin singed, blood simmering.
“I feel like we have forever to ‘savor,’ ” I whine quietly. “I don’t—”
He reaches for the condom, putting it in my palm and kneeling between my legs. “I know.”
I tear it open, feeling it briefly to orient myself. I’m suddenly nervous and know my hands are a little fumbly, my fingers unpracticed at this. “It’s been a while since I did this.”
He smiles but says nothing, holding his breath as he watches me cover the head, anchor the condom with one hand, and roll it all the way down with the other. There’s a good couple of inches of him left uncovered and I feel the skin there, marveling until he leans forward, hands planted beside my head.
I can tell he wants to say something, but I also get the sense that it’s nearly too much to articulate without sounding trite or overly sentimental. It’s probably why I’m not saying much, either.
When he leans in, kissing me softly, he asks, “You want me like this?”
I assume he means on top of me again. “Yeah.”
We've met Oliver and Lola in the two previous books in the Wild Seasons series. They're 1/3 of the drunken Vegas group that decided to get married. And then get it annulled. But they didn't consulate their marriage like the other two couples. Good thinking because they're friends, and they spend a lot of time around each other and boy would that be awkward. Right? So friend-zone it is.
Well, they may not have done the deed but the sexual tension between them is OUT OF CONTROL. My god. I'm 26 years old and the number of hot flashes I had throughout reading this book was embarrassing. If there's one thing that Christina Lauren does amazingly, it's writing the build-up. It's the way they write the characters that you know belong together, everybody else knows they belong together, but they don't know that yet.
I read Sweet Filthy Boy I thought Ansel and Mia were my favorites. Then I read Dirty Rowdy Thing and I thought, "there's no way that they can top this, Finn and Harlow will forever be my favorite couple of all time forever and ever the end goodbye." Then I read Dark Wild Night. I will admit, in the safety of my blog, that I'm absolutely terrified to read Wicked Sexy Liar. I don't even want to like another couple more than Oliver and Lola. They were perfect. They were both nerdy. They were both wanted each other so much it was scary, but they didn't want to ruin their friendship. It also didn't help that they didn't know the other wanted them just as badly but what can you do.
Lola was the super creative girl who lived in her head and was full of insecurities. It was so amazing to see the growth she went through during the book. She hit it big time, selling the rights to her graphic novel. So on top of working through her feelings about Oliver, she's going through some pretty big life changes and at times doesn't know up from down.
If I'm being super picky I wish we got a little more backstory on Oliver, but he was definitely my favorite out of the three guys we've gotten stories on so far. And the dirty talking. THE DIRTY TALKING. I thought Finn had a mouth on him *fans self* Oliver can hang right with him in that department. Can I call dibs on him? Even if I called dibs on Finn? And Ansel?
So yes, I've said this before and I'm sure I'll say it again, this book is my new favorite Christina Lauren book. I want to crawl inside their brains and hang out for a while. I absolutely can't wait to see what they have in store for us with Wicked Sexy Liar.
*I was provided a copy of this book by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
About the Authors:
Christina Lauren is the combined pen name of long-time writing partners/besties/soulmates/brain-twins Christina Hobbs and Lauren Billings. The coauthor duo writes both Young Adult and Adult Fiction, and together has produced ten New York Times bestselling novels. Their books have been translated into 28 languages.