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Release Date: August 27, 2019
Genre: Romantic Comedy
I adore Emma Hart's novels. She has a flair for comedy and her plots are rich with humor. In Kiss Me Not, readers will meet Halley and Preston. Halley has had a crush on Preston for a while now but he's been off limits for two reasons: first, he's her brothers best friend. Second, she doesn't think it's possible that he could have feelings for her so in order to safe guard her heart she puts him in the off limits category. Fortunately though, a Kissing booth comes in and turns both of their lives upside down! I won't get into HOW this happens because you should read it and enjoy it yourself (there's no reason for me to break down the entire plot and spoil things for potential readers).
Once again, Emma Hart delivers a quirky romantic comedy with sweet characters and a heart. I have been reading her books for a few years now and haven't been disappointed with any of them. Therefore, if you're in the mood for a light romance with tons of laughs then you won't want to miss out on Kiss Me Not. I can't wait for the next book!
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“I never answered your question.”
“What question?” I darted my eyes to the side.
“Just now. You asked me if I wanted to kiss you.”
I did, didn’t I? Right. “Oh,” was all I said.
Slowly, he moved his hand to my chin and gently lifted it. Still, I didn’t look at him, keeping my eyes firmly trained on the front of the tent, even though I was facing him.
“I want to kiss you.”
My eyes darted to his.
“I thought that’d do it.” His lips twitched, and he lowered his head until I had to fight the urge to close my eyes in anticipation of the kiss that was coming.
I swallowed, my lips parting.
Preston moved closer.
And he kissed my cheek.
I jerked out of whatever trance I’d just been in. “What the hell?”
He jumped off the stage, grinning. “I guess we’ll have to wait until tomorrow to break the stalemate, won’t we?”
“Oh, hell no!” I jumped off, stalking him to his side of the stage. “You just stood there in front of me and told me you want to kiss me, then kiss my cheek? The hell was that?”
His eyebrows shot up, amusement flashing in his eyes. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you wanted to kiss me, too.”
“Irrelevant,” I shot back. “But you’re a special kind of asshole to tell a girl you wanna kiss her and then not do it.” I turned around, then stopped. “You know what? When I beat you tomorrow, you can kiss my ass.”
“You’re way too mad about this.”
“I’m not mad!” My voice raised a few octaves. “I couldn’t care if you want to kiss me or not. I most certainly don’t want to kiss you.”
“Why are you shouting at me?”
“I’m not—” I was shouting at him. “Whatever,” I said in a normal voice. “Make sure you take that money to the bank. Tell Tish I sent you.”
I left him on his side of the curtain and went to get my purse. He could get fucked. After all that where I think I was so damn nervous I broke a sweat, he didn’t even kiss me.
I wasn’t lying with what I said.
He could kiss my ass.
I’d even wear my good panties and bend over for him.
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