The Bet by Max MonroeMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
I must admit, the beginning of this book hooked me, as we met our playboy Jude as he has his first contact with Sophie at a Bachelorette party. This interaction was quite memorable for them both, and I was looking forward to where things would go from there!
It became quite the steamy romance, with plenty of banter, where Jude is quite anti-relationship and Sophie was willing to have a little fun. It took a long time for them both to realise their feelings.
I have found books by Max Monroe to be a bit of a hit or miss… and The Bet was in the middle. There were a lot of characters that I was introduced to and at times is hard to wrap my mind around. I think I would’ve preferred their relationship to be fleshed out more than all the intimate scenes. Otherwise, it was a good read.
Title: The Bet
Author: Max Monroe
Series: Winslow Brothers #1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Published: July 17, 2021
When it comes to life’s fun and games, always know:
The rules.
What’s at stake.
When to quit.
Wise words from…well…my fortune cookie. But wise words, nonetheless.
I just wish the Fortune Cookie People had considered how hard the whole “knowing when to quit” would be to carry out when a woman like me is gambling with her feelings.
Heart-palpitating, vageen-tingling, butterflies-in-my-belly feelings for a noncommittal, hot-as-sin player by the name of Jude Winslow.
After a crazy night where we were both pretending to be someone else, I’ve found myself immersed in the fun of the fling.
The thrill.
The irresistible charm.
The pleasure of being with a man like him.
Problem is, I’m positive he’s the exact opposite of husband material, and that is a serious issue for someone who is fixated on finding her happily ever after.
I know the rules and I know the stakes, oh wise Fortune Cookie.
Now I’d just like to know how close to self-destruction I have to get before I find the will to quit Jude Winslow.
Goodness knows, when your heart is on the line, you can’t ante up your bet with an IOU.
The rules.
What’s at stake.
When to quit.
Wise words from…well…my fortune cookie. But wise words, nonetheless.
I just wish the Fortune Cookie People had considered how hard the whole “knowing when to quit” would be to carry out when a woman like me is gambling with her feelings.
Heart-palpitating, vageen-tingling, butterflies-in-my-belly feelings for a noncommittal, hot-as-sin player by the name of Jude Winslow.
After a crazy night where we were both pretending to be someone else, I’ve found myself immersed in the fun of the fling.
The thrill.
The irresistible charm.
The pleasure of being with a man like him.
Problem is, I’m positive he’s the exact opposite of husband material, and that is a serious issue for someone who is fixated on finding her happily ever after.
I know the rules and I know the stakes, oh wise Fortune Cookie.
Now I’d just like to know how close to self-destruction I have to get before I find the will to quit Jude Winslow.
Goodness knows, when your heart is on the line, you can’t ante up your bet with an IOU.
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