Made for You
The Best Mistake # 2
By: Lauren Layne
Releasing October 28th, 2014
Grand Central Publishing
When the Wrong Guy is Oh-So-Right
Will Thatcher is exactly the type of sexy playboy good girls like Brynn have always avoided. And yet there was still something about him she just couldn’t resist. When Will moved across the country three years ago, Brynn vowed it was time to put him behind her. She never thought Will might have other plans . . .
Back in town, Will intends to get what he’s always wanted-gorgeous, unforgettable Brynn. For years, he tormented the untouchable ice princess in a desperate bid for her attention. Now he has a new plan, and he’ll do anything to rewrite their stormy past.
This time, he’s out to show Brynn that the imperfect man might be the best mistake of her life . .
I was super excited that I was going to be able to read and review this book. It is the second book in this series and I truly enjoyed the first book and could not wait to dig into this one.
This book centers around Brynn Dalton. She is an uptight Orthodontist that was bullied as a child. She put up these walls to protect herself and basically her life follows all these rules that she has put into place.
Will Thatcher is Brynn’s sister’s best friend. Since childhood they have tormented each other. The banter and chemistry between those two was fantastic. Brynn was uptight and all about stability and Will was laid back and wanted to live each day to the fullest. The thing is sometimes opposites attract and no matter how hard you try to fight it one day you realize just what you might be throwing away.
When I first started reading this book I felt sorry for Brynn but as the story progressed I wanted to crawl into my kindle and beat the crap out of her. I felt she turned into a whiny, self-centered bitch that thought she was better than Will. She never took the time to really get to know him. It was always about what she wanted. Several times my heart broke for the way she treated him.
“You’re a thirty something man-whore. The suburbs are the worst possible place for you.”
I loved everything about Will. He was sweet and caring and basically went out of his way to prove to Breen that life wasn’t all about rules. She needed to step out of her comfort zone and learn to live.
“I’ve loved you ever day. Every single Goddamn day since you first flicked your hair at me on the football field in that tiny cheerleading skirt.”
“I moved because I couldn’t stand the thought of watching you with other guys. Not after we’d been together. I moved because I didn’t want to be your dirty little secret, Brynn.”
Overall, the book flowed really well and it was full of angst. I was Will’s biggest cheerleader. I was hoping he would be able to shake some common sense into Brynn before it was to late.
Will knew exactly the moment she’d seen him. He felt it like a shock to the balls, and he wanted a shot of whisky. Now.
It had taken a full fifty-seven minutes since he’d walked into the door until her ice blue eyes had locked on him, and that was including the ridiculous amount of time she’d spent in the bathroom.
She made him wait another twenty minutes before seeking him out.
But what was an extra seventy-seven minutes when you’d already waited a lifetime?
Will watched her approach, her expression schooled into an expression of polite indifference. She stopped a several inches in front of him, and only the slight narrowing of gray-blue eyes giving any indication that she wanted him dead. Which of course, she did.
“Brynn,” he said, matching her prim tone.
He felt a little jolt of disappointment at her vapid smile. It was the same courteous, reveal-nothing expression she’d given everyone else in the room. He’d been kind of hoping for that special brand of bitchy that she’d always reserved just for him.
“You’re looking a little wider around the hips,” he said with an insulting glance up and down. She hadn’t, but the thought that she’d gained an ounce would keep her up at night.
Her smile slipped for a second, and for a moment he realized if he’d struck a nerve. Normally he wouldn’t dare touch the subject of a women’s weight. He wasn’t a total ass.
But Brynn had had the same perfectly slim figure as long as he’d known her — she wouldn’t tolerate anything else. Her physical appearance was flawless.
Her personality, however…
“And you’re looking…manwhorish,” she said with the usual venom.
Ah. There the old Brynn. He nearly smiled. “So. Nice party,” he said blandly.
“Yes, it was sweet of Sophie to put it together.”
“Mm hmm,” he said, taking a sip of his red wine. “And exactly how intense was the urge to strangle her when you learned that she’d planned a surprise party instead of the usual boring birthday dinner with your family?”
This time the smile faded all together. “Don’t. Don’t do that thing.”
“That thing where you make it a point of thinking you know me better than anyone else.”
Don’t I? He stifled the thought. For now.
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Lauren Layne used to work in e-commerce. She wore cute shoes and big-girl clothes like an adult.
Then she was like, nope, changed into her pajamas and started writing romance novels.
She believes in sarcasm, weekday happy hours, and happily ever after.