And, further down the crazy rabbit hole we go, as we delve into the world of Mr. Corporate, aka, Weston Conrad. Check out my review, read the excerpt and enter the awesome giveaway!
Mr. Corporate (The Misters #3), by JA Huss
Publish Date: August 17, 2016
Publisher: self-published
Format: e-ARC, provided by the author
Genre: adult contemporary romance
To Buy: Amazon | Barnes & Noble
Rating: 4 STARS
(Synopsis) Weston Conrad is the best headhunter in the business. That handsome smile goes a long way towards convincing most people to trust him with their future. I’m not most people. I’m his direct competition. And it doesn’t hurt to be just the kind of woman he’s been looking for.
I’m gonna flash you these legs, Weston Conrad.
I’m gonna wear low-cut shirts and micro-mini skirts.
I’m gonna dazzle you with wit and conversation and kiss those lips like they’re exactly what I’ve been waiting for.
So don’t hate me when you figure out my secret.
You understand, right? You’re Mr. Corporate and this is just business.
When I was reading Mr. Perfect (The Misters #1), I thought this would be a series about a bunch of rich dudes finding their lucky ladies who would be the recipients of all the hot sex, love and devotion they could handle - and in some cases, more than they could handle.
I should've known better.
With each book that takes us deeper into the Misters world - with each Mister we learn more about - we realize that what was originally thought to be a simple office romance series is so, so much more.
It all goes back to "that night" - the one that changed all five Misters' lives. A little bit more about that night and the events surrounding it come out in Mr. Corporate, including the fact that Weston Conrad is still keeping secrets.
But, even before he was Mr. Corporate, West was a boy who liked a girl. So, even after things went to crap, he still had her. But West and Tori's relationship was anything but a fairytale. It was passionate and volatile and intense. They loved each other so much. And sometimes they kind of hated each other. And when Tori takes something of West's they part for good. Until now.
Events of the past are colliding with events of the present and it's bringing all the Misters together again. It's bringing West and Tori together again too, and they have different opinions on whether that's a good thing or a bad thing. They fight worse than they ever did before. They have all the years of loving each other together with the bitterness of being apart in recent times fueling them. They handle it differently too.
Tori wasn't my favorite person. She fights dirty. She aims low with her insults and she likes to physically smack Weston around. No matter how you paint it, I can't get behind a character like that. Admittedly, her past is full of some truly horrific stuff. But, at some point, every person makes a choice on how to live their lives. Tori's past not only shaped the type of relationship she wanted with West, but it also shaped how she fought with him. She could've decided to be different. To be better. But she didn't. And that made me angry.
Weston, on the other hand - he might be my favorite Mister so far. This man kinda reminds me of Julie Huss, actually. He has this master plan for his life that includes Tori. He chooses to reveal bits and pieces at key moments. Until finally the entire picture of the life he had envisioned with Tori is laid out, and you realize he's even more amazing than you had thought. West has loved Tori forever. Even when he hated her, he loved her. And he never gave up.
More and more the Mister world is intersecting with the Rook and Ronin world. And as a huge fan of the R&R series, it's so exciting to see. Although many secrets were revealed in Mr. Corporate, for certain, there are still many more to come. Thankfully, there are still two books left...
Weston takes off his tie and begins unbuttoning his shirt. My eyes open a little wider. I watch every move. The way his fingers flip each button loose. The way his tanned and muscular chest flashes me as the shirt comes apart. That stupid Corporate grin on his face.
I sigh with frustration just as he takes the whole thing off and starts going for his belt.
Will Weston Conrad strip naked to swim?
Oh, yeah. You bet your ass he will. I called him Naked Man back when we were together. He has a thing for it.
“Come on, Tori. Let’s swim. You don’t need a suit. I’ve seen your goods.”
“First of all,” I say, crossing my arms and maintaining eye contact as the pants come down, “I’m not ‘goods.’ Second of all, I’m not giving you the pleasure of seeing me naked after you’ve been such an asshole.”
“When was I an asshole?”
He’s kidding, right? “All the time.”
“I’m just truthful, Victoria. You just can’t handle the truth.”
“I’m tired of fighting—” But I stop talking. Because yeah, he still looks amazing in those black boxer briefs he’s partial to.
“Did you miss him?” West asks.
“Who?” I say, forcing myself to look up at his face.
“Naked Man?”
I almost laugh, but catch myself just in time. “Weston—” But before I can get anything else out, he’s crossing the floor, I’m backing up, my hands are up, warning him to stay away, and I bump into the couch and fall back.
He stops in front of me, his goddamned bulge staring me in the face.
At least he’s not hard.
Ooops. Spoke too soon.
“Weston, stop it.”
“Come on,” he says, extending his hand. “We’re going to the beach.”
“I’m not getting naked with you.”
“I don’t need you naked. Your fucking skirt is so short you could wade in up to your thighs.” He shakes his hand at me, urging. “Come on.”
I close my eyes so I can stop staring at the bulge, stop imagining his hard cock and all the ways I’ve been intimate with it in the past, and take his hand, letting him pull me to my feet. His arm slips around my back and he pulls me into his chest. God, I can feel his fucking dick against my hips.
“Victoria,” he says in my ear. “You’ve missed me,” he says, switching to the other one.
I wait for what comes next. It’s a thing he always did with me when I was on the verge of something. Panic, or sadness, or whatever comes with all the things we went through.
He would stand behind me, both hands squeezing my shoulders. His mouth would go to work on my earlobe, and my neck, and my mouth. Then his fingers would dip down into my bra to squeeze my breasts and pinch my nipples.
We’d always have sex after that. Always. It drove me crazy.
But before I can say anything—No, we’re not doing that, or, Back off, mister, I’m not yours—he backs away and he’s heading for the door, tugging me along.
I sigh, missing his attention so much in that unused moment.
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