
Series: Wildcard #2
Author: Missy Johnson
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Erotica, Serial Novella
Release Date: September 4, 2014
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Disclosure: I received a review copy of this book for free in exchange for an honest review. Read more
About Wildcard Volume 2:
I’m so fucking pissed off that she would do this to me.
I really thought we had something, but instead, I’m left feeling like an idiot.
All I want to do is go back home and forget the last few weeks ever happened, but I’m stuck in this stupid country teaching tennis to spoiled rich kids who care less about playing than I do.
All I want to do is forget about her.
But things are never that easy, are they?
My Review:
Recommended for:
Tennis fans, those who like to see a cocky man put in his place…or in your place
Review:
Another short and sweet review, in keeping with the last one.
My main takeaway from this volume? There’s nothing like a lovesick douchebag (does anyone else thing The Lovesick Douchebags would be a great band name? I’m sure they would rock ‘We Are the Dateless Losers.’)
I felt for Ryder so much at the end of Wildcard Volume 1. He could have gone off and banged every single girl in the United States and to any haters, I’d have yelled “LET HIM BE! He’s just coping the only way he knows how!”
Like, he probably could have murdered someone and I would have been like, “It’s okay guys. He’s heartbroken for the first time.” So yeah, Ryder is having a great influence on me.
Wildcard Volume 2 got a lot more interesting, with twists and turns. I mean, if you assume that Ryder and Scarlett have a happily ever after, like I did even in Volume 1, you can guess that it can all be chalked up to some misunderstanding.
My guess was that this guy was actually a first date/blind date scheduled before she met Ryder, and he was just being overly affectionate or something.
What I got was so much better.
About Missy Johnson:
Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she’s a cat, a cat who thinks he’s a dog…you get the picture).
When she’s not writing, she can usually be found looking for something to read.
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