Friday, May 13, 2016

Blog Tour + Giveaway: Dear Heart, I Hate You by J. Sterling

Title: Dear Hate, I Hate You
Author: J. Sterling
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publish Date: May 9, 2016
Review Source: eARC
 
I didn’t plan on him.

Or for him.

Or anything that had to do with Cal Donovan from Boston.

Meeting him had been a complete and utter surprise, taking me one hundred percent off guard. I met new people every single day in my line of work and none of them affected me. Wasn’t that the way of things though? You could meet a thousand people and they’d all mean nothing to you. But then you’d meet that one and they suddenly meant everything.

Holy heck! I love J. Sterling's writing! I have always heard such wonderful things about J. Sterling's writing, and her books. It was such a pleasure to read this book, and I honestly cannot wait to dive into something else by J. Sterling.

Cal and Jules have one thing in common; they may as well be married to their work. Workaholics puts them in the category of no dating. No one night stands. Nothing. They both want to reach their goals, and by being by themselves, they can accomplish that. That is until they lay eyes on one another. A spark is lit, and when they bump into one another at the bar height table on a busy night, a fire ignites. One that neither one of them can ignore. Can they come to the conclusion that they can reach their goals, and be with one another? Or will this be a simple coulda, woulda, shoulda situation?

I don't want to give anything away concerning Cal and Jules; you will simply fall in love with this couple. The chemistry that J. Sterling poured into them was just outstanding. In so many instances I felt what Jules was feeling concerning Cal. I felt the multiple feelings that rushed through both of their minds, and in the long run the overall messiness that their lives in their careers could potentially cause.

A definite must read for 2016, and a brilliant 5 bars to J. Sterling!



CAL'S POV

I was currently sitting at a table with my hand on Jules’s thigh, breaking my number-one rule: No women.

Work was too damn important to me, and women were a distraction. Even the best ones seemed to turn into something else once we started dating, taking on personality traits that hadn’t been there when we first met. They were good at hiding the parts of them they didn’t want you to see until just the right time. And while I understood that most women needed things from a relationship that were seemingly normal, like my time and attention, I couldn’t give it to them.

That was what led me to formulate my life plan in the first place—too many clingy, needy women, and my realization that I wasn’t ready for any of that yet. My plan was solid and ladies didn’t factor into it; at least, not for another three or so years. Yes, I even had a timeline.

Women had their own timelines. They wanted to be married by a certain age, have two point five kids and a house by another. The only problem was my timeline and theirs tended to be off by several years. I needed two more years to make partner within my firm, another six months or so to get settled into the role, and then—and only then—could women possibly come back into the equation, depending on what else I was involved in by that point.

Coldly categorizing my life into a series of boxes I wanted to check off wasn’t a romantic notion, but my career had nothing to do with romance and everything to do with reality. I wanted to be firmly rooted in it before allowing myself to be distracted by a relationship.

But right now, with my hand touching Jules’s thigh, my brain wasn’t the least bit involved, and I wasn’t sure what was real at this point. She was real. Her long blond hair and fierce green eyes, those were real.
I got fired from my last job. 

It's true. 

I know you're sitting there thinking, "Jenn, how could anyone in their right mind fire someone like you?" And I'd love to give you a good reason, but the truth is that sometimes being all sorts of awesome isn't fun for other people. They don't always tend to like it. lol 

So I picked my pride off the floor, bought a laptop and started writing my first book. And you know what I realized? Writing stories that meant something to me was a million times better than working my ass off for someone who didn't really care about anything other than the bottom line. 

My soul has never felt more satisfied. 

My heart has never been more full.

I've never worked so hard in my life, but I love every second of it. I truly do.

It is SO worth it. 

All of it. 

Every moment.

The journey it took to get to this point- I wouldn't change a thing.

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