5++ stars - Contemporary Romance
WOW! I loved it, loved it, loved it!
Something About You and A Lot Like Love are two of my favorite contemporary romances and overall reads so far this year and made me an avid Julie James fan. This turned me into an outright rabid, crazed groupie who wants to follow Ms. James around like a puppy, fetch her lattes, shine her Jimmy Choos, and bond with her over martinis. Seriously, she writes some of the snappiest, most intelligently witty dialogue and snarkily clever lines, best laugh out loud scenes, funniest quips, sexiest banter, and hottest hate/love, push/pull tension in romance. Her books read like a favorite romantic comedy movie or TV show rerun that I love watching over and over again.
Practice Makes Perfect is one of the most entertaining battle of wills between the sexes and best enemies to lovers, opposites attract romances that I've read. It seemed like nearly every page had a humorous, quotable line or scene that I adored and reread several times. Payton and J.D. were an absolute blast riot as they warred with each other and fought the laws of attraction. Their verbal sniping, pun swapping, I-wanna-kiss-you-senseless-even-though-I-wanna-strangle-you sparring, and competitive antics cracked me up!
I prefer my romance on the steamy side, and this is definitely no/low heat with only kissing and references to sex between the H/H that occurs off page. But everything else about the book is so utterly amazing that it didn't matter or lessen my enjoyment one bit. Although I'm definitely glad Ms. James turned the heat way up in her last two releases, Something About You and A Lot Like Love.
Practice Makes Perfect is perfection and a definite favorite for my keeper shelf! Big 5++ stars!
Here are some of my favorite quotes/lines/scenes:
"I was just wondering whether your fellow feministas would approve of you using your sexuality as bait."
Payton pulled back. "I'm sorry"
She appeared pissed. Good-this he knew.
J.D. pointed to the could-I-sneak-a-peek V-neck of her shirt. "Planning on showing off the girls tonight, are we Is that how you plan to impress the Gibson's execs"
When she turned back to him, her gaze was icy. "We're asking Gibson's to give us twenty million dollars in legal fees," she said coldly. "If you think my boobs are going to land this deal, then they must be even more spectacular than I thought."
"Take it easy on the suit, cupcake. This was hand-tailored in London." "Oh-I'm sorry. I guess you'll just have to pick up another one the next time you visit Her Majesty for tea. Isn't she another friend of the family"
"I think that you are an uptight, pony-owning, trickle-down-economics-loving, Scotch-on-the-rocks-drinking, my-wife-better-take-my-last-name sexist jerk!"
"Well, at least I'm not a stubborn, button-pushing, Prius-driving, chip-on-your-shoulder-holding, 'stay-at-home-mom'-is-the-eighth-dirty-word-thinking feminazi!"
He had an image to uphold, after all: he was a corporate defense attorney-he got paid hundreds of thousands of dollars to defend multimillion-dollar corporations. His clients expected, and paid for, perfection. They did not pay to have their uber-important opposition to class certification motions argued by some jackass who looked like he'd spilled his Dunkin' Donuts Coffee Coolatta all over himself while driving in from the suburbs in his Ford Taurus. J.D. shuddered at the mere image.
"Aren't you supposed to be married by now to a Muffy or a Bitsy or some other society type with a brain as big as this pickle"
(view spoiler)[And OMG, the courtroom scene were Payton defended a sexual harassment case in front of a six-foot blown up (pun intended) penis picture while J.D. agonized over whether or not her high heel on the shoe he altered, when he was in a mad fit of revenge, would hold up under the strain had me falling off the couch, snorting with laughter.
As did the scene in the cab when J.D. and his best friend, Tyler, discussed Pride and Prejudice and Darcy's crazy affect on women, with the cabdriver providing some insightful advice as well. (hide spoiler)] "Oh right, P and P," J.D. said. "You know, Tyler, you might want to pick up your balls-I think they just fell right off when you said that."