Genre: Contemporary Romance, Humor
Published: January 29th 2017
Goodreads Summary: What happens when your sex strike goes viral — and suddenly every man in town has their eye on your prize?
All I wanted was little old-fashioned romance. After a parade of Tinder disasters who think chivalry is giving me a pearl necklace on the first date, I made a pledge: until guys step up their game, this girl is off the market.
But one bottle of chardonnay later, and my drunken rant has gone viral. I’m the most famous person NOT having sex since the Jonas Brothers put on their purity rings. A men’s magazine has even put a bounty on my (ahem) maidenhead: fifty Gs to whoever makes me break the drought.
Be careful what you wish for…
Now my office looks like an explosion in a Hallmark factory, I’ve got guys lining up to sweep me off my feet – and the one man I want is most definitely off-limits. Jake Weston is a player through and through. He’s also the only one who sees through the mayhem to the real me, but how can I trust he’s not just out to claim the glory?
And how will I make it through the strike without scratching the itch – especially when that itch looks so damn good out of his suit?
The thrill of the chaste has never been so sexy in Lila Monroe’s hilarious, hot new romantic read!
My Rating: 2 1/2 Stars
My Thoughts: Okay, so after finishing Fake Fiancee and it was not a Goodread for me, I hope that this RomCom would redeem me. However I was wrong. Reading the summary, it sounded hilarious, but once I dove into it, I was very unsatisfied, kind of like a bad date.
I was unable to find the humor in anything. Lizzie is a 30 year old woman living in New York and she just can’t seem to catch a break when it came to men and romance. Her fiance Todd, had left her after she helped him get through law school. He basically jumped from her bed into another woman’s a week prior to Christmas. So New Year’s Eve she gets a little tipsy and meets a gentleman, Jacob. They sneak into Todd’s apartment and decide to do a little low key vandalism.
They go back to Jacob’s house and things start to get a little hot and heavy, until Jacob passes out face first in Lizzie’s vajay, right in the middle of oral.
Well fast forward three year’s and Lizzie is working at The Met, she is forced to work with Jake Weston, lo and below…THE Jacob from three years prior.
After going on date after date of guys who want to drink beer and get in her pants, she goes on a video rant, supposedly to her sister, only it has gone viral on YouTube. A rant that states she isn’t going to be having any sex until men shape up and learn some romance.
Well, Dapper, a men’s magazine has basically put out a bounty on Lizzie’s vow of celibacy. Every man in the city seems to go crazy over this and tries to win the money. The only one actually capable of winning is none other than Jake Weston.
But he wouldn’t do that just for the money, would he?
Ugh, this book. I feel like the author was trying so hard to channel Carrie Bradshaw just a little too much. The age of Lizzie seems a little off. I am nearing the big 3-0 and I don’t feel like I act as immature as Lizzie and her friends. And I can’t say much about the men these days with romance because I haven’t been on a first date in ten years.
I was bored. I didn’t see the humor, I didn’t laugh. It was just bland to me. Even Jake was not a romantic guy, or at least I didn’t think so.
I don’t know, maybe your thoughts will be different on this read as well.