Thursday, April 3, 2014
Review: "Avoiding Amy Jackson" by N.A. Alcorn
Book: Avoiding Amy Jackson
Author: N A Alcorn
Genre: Contemporary Romance (humour)
Meet Amy Jackson. An outspoken, raunchy, in-your-face, loudly inappropriate ER Nurse who makes a career out of indulging. One-night stands have always been her thing. Commitment and relationships are two words that are not in her vocabulary. Amy doesn't have dreams of soul mates and white picket fences. She adamantly refuses to even consider the idea of getting married and starting a family. She’s also obstinate in allowing a certain physician to get on her good side… James Williams. A cocky, smug, too-damn-good-looking orthopedic surgeon who has his sights set on the very feisty Amy Jackson. He is more than intrigued and ready to do whatever it takes… “I want this woman. I’m the type of guy who will fight for what he wants until he gets it. I will take my time with Amy. I won’t rush her. I will continue to slowly slide myself into her life until she realizes that I belong there. And then…I won’t let her go.” This is Book Two in The Infamous Series.
Holy shit, this book is beyond awesome for words.
Amy is a crude and sexual as she wants to be. She is an ER nurse that parties as hard as she works and when she needs to de-stress she does so without applying any pressure to the breaks. The only thing she does harder than party is hold grudges and when James makes the mistake of chivalrously not accepting her drunken advances it takes some quick engenu to stop the feud she makes readily available. What starts as a way to make her accept him will turn what they both know about each other on their ears. Suddenly BFF status doesn't seem so far from the truth, but could there be more? What is Amy always avoiding?
I don't think I have EVER laughed SO hard reading a book before. Amy is all the things a comedian wishes they were. There truly is no mouth filter, but you can't say she is the only culprit of this disease as this group of friends gets up to trouble in even the least likely places. While this book deals with loss of a personal kind, it does so without getting truly heavy and deep into it. This book was a breath of fresh air, truly!
5 Stars doesn't hold a shine to the awesomeness of this book.
Be prepared for descriptions for body parts that you'd never think up on your own.
I raise both of my hands up in the air. “All right, I’m out of here before you two start going at it in front of us.” I head for the door and stride into the hallway. I make it halfway to my room before strong arms pull my body back into a masculine, warm chest. The scent of James clings to my nostrils, and I can’t help the shaky breath that escapes my throat.
Peppermint and cedar and clean laundry.
“So that’s how it is? You’re just going to leave me with those two?” James whispers into my ear. Pieces of my dark locks blow away from my face.
“You got it, and I’m finding a hell of a lot of enjoyment out of it, too.” I close my eyes and fight the urge to turn into his embrace and kiss the daylights out of him.
James runs his fingers up and down my arms, creating a path of chill bumps. “It’s been two months. How long are you going to hold that night against me?”
I swallow against the dryness in my mouth, trying to gain some semblance of a hold on the sexual frustration that’s coursing through my veins. “Forever.”
James laughs into my hair and rubs his nose back and forth against my neck. “You can keep making these weak threats, but I’m just going to tell you one thing. They aren’t scaring me into giving up. I’ll keep trying, doll. I’ll keep trying until you can’t resist me and my persistent charm”
Persistent charm? Pffft.
I step away from his embrace and turn to face him, his green eyes filled with heat, intensity, and an overpowering amount of raw, sexual pull. I take a much-needed breath. I need to force air into my lungs and gain at least an iota of defiance and pride. “I never make weak threats, Dr. Limp Dick.”
“Dr. Limp Dick?” The jerk smiles at me—fucking smiles at me—and it feels like a slap across the face. The nickname has zero effect on him. It doesn’t put a dent in that ego-filled suit he seems to don with an impressive amount of confidence.
“Yes, Dr. Limp Dick. I think that name suits you well. Extremely well. Don’t you agree?”
“The fact that you even took the time to come up with that tells me one thing…” He pauses, obviously waiting for my stubborn pride to chime in.
“What exactly does it tell you?” I spat out, my irritation rising to new heights.
“That you’ve been thinking about me. A lot. Don’t worry, baby. I’ve been thinking about you too.” He leans in close, too close, and it feels like all of the oxygen has been sucked out of the room.
Anger courses through my bloodstream, my heart pounds loudly in my chest. Thump. Thump. Thump. My pulse sounds magnified inside of my ears. How can one man find a way to make me so infuriated? I hear a loud smack echo in the hallway and realize that my fury has now pushed me over the edge. I just smacked James clear across the face; a faint red handprint remains on his cheek. He lifts his hand and lightly rubs his jaw before grinning back at me.
“Beautiful and feisty. Now I’m really never going to give up,” he adds, completely unaffected.
“You’re such an asshole!” I shriek back at him before turning on my heels, stomping towards my bedroom, and slamming my door shut. I lean up against the wall and sigh loudly in frustration, my fists clenched tightly to my sides. What a prick! I mean, who in the hell does he think he is?! My breath is fast and hard, and my chest heaves up and down violently. I see my reflection in the mirror across from my door and can’t ignore the prominent outline of my nipples visible through my shirt.
N.A. Alcorn lives in Cincinnati with her husband and three-year-old son. She enjoys writing and has a voracious love for reading. She has a serious addiction to music and her all-time favorite bands are Incubus and The Neighbourhood. Her sense of humor is wildly inappropriate and she never goes a day without laughing. She also likes chocolate…a lot. Her ability to eat an ungodly amount of Reese’s Cups in a fifteen minute time frame would quite literally blow your mind.
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