Watchmaker. Car thief. Heartbreaker extraordinaire.
Rooke Blackheath has spent enough time in juvie to know that he really doesn’t want to go to jail. The food sucks, the clothes itch, and there are absolutely no women in sight. Well…none he wants to fuck, anyway.
He should probably stop boosting cars, but the money is stellar and the high is out of this world. And why should he turn his back on something that sets his soul on fire anyway?
The answer to that question comes in an unexpected form: a petite five-foot-three firecracker named Sasha who refuses to give him the time of day no matter how thick he lays on the charm.
Rooke’s not easily deterred, though. Just like the watches he builds from scratch, Rooke knows all too well how women tick. Women are a game to him. A game he always wins.
Sasha doesn’t stand a chance.
Sasha Cross’s life has been permanently derailed since her son died five years ago. You wouldn’t know it to look at her, of course. She has a great job, a beautiful house, and caring friends. Every week, she hosts a book club featuring the sexiest, most romantic stories on the planet, and every week she falls for a new fictional knight in shining armor.
Fictional men are perfect, though. They don’t hurt you. They don’t break your heart. They don’t cheat on you after your child dies, and they rarely ever leave the toilet seat up.
When Rooke Blackheath shows up at Sasha's workplace, it’s clear he’s nothing like the men who grace the pages of Sasha's favorite books. Dangerous, arrogant, sharp-tongued and sarcastic, Rooke’s not the kind of guy she needs in her life. Not to mention the fact that he’s eleven years her junior.
They don’t live in different worlds. As far as Sasha is concerned, Rooke lives in a different galaxy altogether. She’d like to keep it that way, but fate appears to have other plans.
When Cinderella lost her shoe, Prince Charming showed up at her door.
When Sasha Cross loses her book, an entirely different kind of rogue comes a-knocking.
Holy Mother of Bad Boys!!
Sasha is trying to live, by live I mean just exist. She lost her son and part of herself in a terrible accident. Then she meets Rooke, her co-workers grandson. He is younger than her, tattooed, and a bad boy. All of which she needs to avoid in life. But then Rooke does something that surprises her, he shows up at her house for book club. She dropped her copy of the book, he grabbed it and read it.
Rooke breaks Sasha down, he tells her how it's going to be between them and she goes with it. Yes she fights at the beginning, but that is short lived, when she realizes that he will keep her safe and will love her. Rooke is everything that she needs and wants, but was afraid to ask for.
This is a quick read, I couldn't put it down and fell in love with Rooke from the beginning. He's not a typical bad boy. Yes he's done his time, he's still doing illegal things, but he's not a dick. Rooke truly cares about Sasha and wants to know all about her. He takes an interest in her. Unlike most men he makes an effort to get to know her and when she makes no effort back to know him, he shows her who he is. He welcomes her into his life. Doing things for her that he has done for no one else. Sasha needs Rooke, like she needs air.