Author: Penelope Ward, Vi Keeland
Publication Date: August 15, 2015
He was someone who belonged in my wildest fantasies instead of a rest stop in the middle of Nebraska.
A sexy, cocky, Australian named Chance was the last person I expected to run into on my cross-country drive.
When my car broke down, we made a deal. Next thing I knew, we were traveling together, spending sexually-tense nights in hotels and taking unplanned detours.
My ordinary road trip turned into the adventure of a lifetime. It was all fun and games until things got intense.
I wanted him, but Chance wouldn’t make a move. I thought he wanted me too, but something was holding him back.
I wasn’t supposed to fall for him, especially when I knew we’d be going our separate ways.
All good things must come to an end, right?
Except our ending was one I didn’t see coming.
I’ve been eager to read a Penelope Ward book for a while, but always put them off for some stupid reason. There’s an upside to this though! I want to devour more of her books now that I’ve had a taste of the delicious Cocky Bastard, and already have numerous at my fingertips! Jackpot, baby!
I love a good road trip! There’s just something about traveling and experiencing different places and people that I find exciting. Then top that off with fantastic characters like Chance and Aubrey stuck together for long periods of time, and it becomes all kinds of fun! Sexy, emotional, and silly fun. And there may or may not be a goat involved.
Ahh, Chance … let’s just say the title of the books fits. Don’t worry, it’s all good. The guy is funny and so on my level of humor. Aubrey is on the uptight side and likes control, so it’s hilarious how Chance pokes and teases her in public. They are seriously entertaining together and had me laughing out loud on a number of occasions! Plus, Chance is Australia. Enough said.
Yes, there is a huge dose of humor, but oh, the feels! When put in these positions, people tend to either grow really close or want to kill each other. With Chance and Aubrey, it was both. Believe me, there is plenty of chemistry brewing here, but something is up with Chance that makes him keep Aubrey just out of reach. And I admit, I love all the emotions that come with the characters dancing around their feelings, especially when some good ol’ twinges of pain in the heart are involved. I have to say, though, his level of commitment and utter devotion becomes a thing to marvel!
Whenever there’s a situation where the guy is hiding something and it becomes the reason why he won’t allow things to go to the next level, I always prepare for something lame. I’ve experienced way too many instances where the reasoning was way overblown and/or ridiculous. I’m not even going to elude to Chance’s reasoning, but I was relieved that it was a good one and very well done. I wasn’t even expecting the turn it took, but enjoyed it immensely!
So yup, I adored the hell out of Cocky Bastard. No joke, people, it’s a must read!
“We’d like a room for tonight, please?” Chance said.
“Ummm…two rooms, please,” I clarified.
“What? I was going to get one with two beds.”
“I am not sharing a room with you.”
He shrugged. “Suit yourself.” And turned his attention back to the front desk clerk. “She’s afraid if we room together, she won’t be able to keep her hands off of me.” He winked at her. She had dark skin, but I could see her blush anyway.
I rolled my eyes, too tired to fight with him again and spoke to the clerk, “Can you make my room facing west, not on the ground floor, and an even number, if possible?”
“I’d like mine with a bed, toilet and television, if that’s possible.” He grinned, bating me.
“I can give you rooms 217 and 218. They’re right next to each other.”
“Perfect. She likes to be close to me.
“I’m not watching a movie with you in your underwear.”
He looked down and back up at me. “What? It’s not like I have an erection.”
I placed my drink order first. “I’ll have a nonfat three-pump vanilla latte, low foam and extra hot.”
Chance squinted his eyes at me and turned to the waitress. “Did you get all that? She’ll have a hot two-pump chump with extra cream.”