Published by Forever on November 28th 2017
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A second-chance romance from the #1 NYT bestseller of The Bet, Matchmaker and Elite series!
Love of his life.
The last person in the world he wanted to see...ever.
And now that he's working beside her every day, he can't escape her. Her scent, glimpses of her smile, even the tension in the air that makes his body hum with the kind of need he'd only experienced with one person-all of it is driving him over the edge.
Brant Wellington was certain of three things:
Alcohol wasn't going to solve this.
He really was losing his F-ing mind.
And his gorgeous ex-wife was going to be the death of him.
It was Brant.
Maybe that was because they’d never had any real closure. Just fighting, yelling, and then silence.
God, she’d hated the silence so much more than the yelling.
The silence crackled with tension—it was always filled with more meaning than when words were actually spoken.
It wasn’t the yelling that had killed their relationship.
It was the silence that had followed. When he had every opportunity to fix it—and didn’t.
Why was it so hard to move on? Probably because she hadn’t tried.
Instead, she’d worked. Tried to stay positive. And hoped.
Damn hope. Stupid hope.
“He’s not coming back for me,” she whispered, knowing that if she finally admitted he wasn’t coming, she would have to take her part of the blame in why. Because it wasn’t just on him to come running back. A small part of her knew that it was her job to meet him halfway. Instead, she’d ignored the need in his eyes, the desperate plea in his voice, and allowed grief to swallow her whole. Because at the time she’d needed someone to blame, and it was easier blaming him than herself.
~~Reviewed by Monique~~
Brant Willington and Nikki once had everything, then they had nothing. It’s been four years since Brant left Nikki, and his family have had enough of Brant whoring and drinking himself into oblivion and Brant’s brothers, their grandfather and the family’s frenemy Nadine Titus decide to do something about it. Nikki, who is legally blind, works in the spa of a resort owned by the redoubtable Nadine and Brant is sent there to overlook things over the course of a week.
THE BACHELOR CONTRACT could have been great, instead, it’s merely okay. First of all, the trigger warnings: Brant and Nikki lost a child, and it is devastating; as it basically constitutes the basis for what went wrong between them, I don’t consider this a spoiler. Then, I don’t think visually-impaired readers will be too happy with Nikki’s portrayal. Masseuses will probably be furious at Nikki’s total lack of professionalism, regardless of the machinations of the Wellingtons and Nadine. And finally, visually-impaired masseuses will most likely be livid.
Rachel Van Dyken can successfully write anything she sets her mind to, but in this case, I was baffled at her choices, as the futile attempts at low-brow humour almost ruined the book. Imagine if you will The Three Stooges directing a romance with a heartbreaking premise; the whole bit at the spa should have been dealt with otherwise, because THE BACHELOR CONTRACT had the potential for an intense, and emotional story, which Ms. Van Dyken can write with the best of them, and instead there was, what I felt, a massive faux pas; the “massage session” would not have been funny in any context (see trigger warnings above).
Apart from the above-mentioned blunders, THE BACHELOR CONTRACT was a great second chance romance. Brant and Nikki truly loved each other, and their road to a happy ever after was convincing, but the broad comedy bits simply didn’t fit in. The dialogue is brilliant, and I loved Cole Masters – a spa manager and Nikki’s best friend – I think he deserves his own story; he was a great guy.
I voluntarily reviewed an advanced reader copy of this book.