Where Bad Boys Are Ruined (Good Girls #3) by Holly Renee
I ate leftover cupcakes and cracked macarons for breakfast.
I was ninety percent sure he simply ate up girls like me.
I was covered in paint splatters, cake batter, and sweat the first time I met him.
He was covered in badass tattoos and a smile that seemed to hold a secret I would never figure out.
Rule number 1 was never, under any circumstances, fall for the man who I wrote my lease check to.
So, I tucked him away in the “Fantasize Only” compartment of my brain and called it a day.
But he didn’t make it easy.
He was arrogant, funny, and the biggest flirt I had ever met.
Most of the time, I didn’t know if I was just a game to him.
If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was on a mission to ruin my life.
And maybe my heart, too.
Holly Renee is where bad girls go to read.
This was an ahmuhzing read. It’s hot, it’s funny, it feels good everywhere. It made me tingly. Good kind of tingly, not call-the-doctor kind of tingly.
This was one of my faves out of Holly. It could have been that have a thing for the tattoo artist. Or it could be that Holly just wrote a fanfuckingtastic book. It’s pretty low on the drama scale, it’s pretty high on the steam scale. And off the charts on characters and story scale. But there aren’t charts on scales. But you know what I mean.
It’s a 5-starrer, guys. Why haven’t you bought it yet?