Fake Fiancée by Ilsa Madden-Mills: 3/5 stars
Fake engaged to the hottest quarterback in the country? SCORE.
They say nothing compares to your first kiss,
But our first kiss was orchestrated for an audience.
Our second kiss . . . that one was REAL.
He cradled my face like he was terrified he’d f*ck it up.
He stared into my eyes until the air buzzed.
Soft and slow, full of sighs and little laughs,
He inhaled me like I was the finest Belgian chocolate,
And he’d never get another piece.
A nip of his teeth, his hand at my waist . . .
And I was lost.
I forgot he was paying me to be his fake fiancée.
I forgot we weren’t REAL.
Our kiss was pure magic, and before you laugh and say those kinds of kisses don’t exist,
Then you’ve never touched lips with Max Kent, the hottest quarterback in college history.
Three months. Two hearts. One fake engagement.
Fake Fiancée by Ilsa Madden-Mills was cute. Unfortunately, I don’t really have any better words to describe it. Ilsa Madden-Mills’s writing is good, but something about Fake Fiancée left me wanting. It didn’t quite scratch that swooning, hot romance itch that I had. I enjoyed both Sunny and Max; I thought they were well thought out characters with admirable strengths and understandable weaknesses. The premise of the story, the whole “fake fiancée” thing, really caught my attention and I was excited to delve deeper into it. Even the secondary characters were good.
So I can’t really explain what about this book is off. Perhaps it was the sex scenes that were a tad held back, or maybe the build up of Sunny and Max’s feelings towards each other wasn’t dramatic enough. I feel like Ms. Madden-Mills was holding back on her writing which is a shame because I’ve enjoyed what I’ve read so far. She’s written a few more books that caught my attention but I’m not sure if it’s even worth investing my time or money in reading them because I fear I’ll be let down like I was with this book.
Overall, it was good, not great.