Finally Finn by Brandace Morrow
Brandace is new to me, but I am loving her style. This story takes places over three books. But that just gives you more to read. You will love them. I love the descriptions and personalities of the characters and places.
I want more from Los Rancheros. I would love to live at the farmer’s market.
In this prequel we get to see how popper works to find her real self. And wow is it fabulous.
In this book we learn so much about popper and Sadie as she transforms herself to someone she can love and respect.
Finn is the focus of this book but its still mixed in with Sadie. When you finish forgetting popper you have got to get this one. So you can watch the twists and turns of love and life.
I was gifted these books in exchange for an honest review.
Book Title: Finally Finn
Author: Brandace Morrow
Genre: New Adult Erotic Romance (novella)
Release Date: March 5, 2015
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
I thought our relationship was evolving past benefits and into committed, until I realized that everything I knew about the man in my bed was a lie.
Call me a fool, but I help him anyway.
“I hate you.
“I want to take tweezers and pull all of the hair from your balls.
“Don’t think I’m doing this for you, you lying bastard.
“A pox upon your taint, Finnigan Brennick
“You are the biggest douche nugget I have ever met, and I’ve met a fuck ton, asshole.”
I’m yelling my rage in the overlarge cab of the monster truck I’m driving when my phone rings. I answer, but don’t say anything.
“Sadie?” Speaking of assholes.
I sniff in disdain and say as neutrally as possible, “Finnigan.”
“So it’s going to be like that, huh? Okay, did you have any trouble with the car?” Batty asks. I think about the Mercedes that I left in the ditch by his driveway. Stick shifts are harder to drive than I ever thought possible.
“Nope,” I lie. He’s quiet, like he doesn’t believe me.
“Well, that’s good, then,” he says skeptically. He definitely doesn’t believe me.
“Your destination is on the right,” the GPS’s automated voice says loudly.
“Listen, babe, I’m—”
“I have to go,” I cut him off. I am in no mood to hear terms of endearment. I disconnect the call with one hand and turn the wheel with the other to enter the school.
“Fuck!” I yell as I hit the curb. -Finally Finn