Dear Mister...**strike out** no, too formal.
Hey there sweet cheeks *strike out* no, too forward.
To whom it may concern,
Full disclosure; before we move forward with this email, I would like it to be known that I have consumed an adequate amount of alcoholic beverages to intoxicate myself tonight. Three margaritas, two shots, and one beer—because it was free.
I think it’s important to be open and honest with your co-workers, don’t you?
So here I am, being honest. Drunk but honest. Or just drunk with lust? You decide.
I like you so much it’s clouding my judgment and making me do things I never would sober. Like write this letter.
I have a hopeless, foolish, schoolgirl crush on you when you are the last person on earth I should be falling for. Did you know people around the office call you a sadist? An egomaniac. An insensitive, arrogant prick. Your bark is worse then your bite, and you don’t scare me. The fact is, I’d love that bite of yours to nip at my bare skin while we’re both wearing nothing but sheets.
For once I want you to look at me as more than one of your employees.
And as long as we're being honest, that navy blue suit you wear? With the crisp white shirt? It really makes me want to loosen your tie and show you who’s boss.
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Rome Blackburn is an asshole…. Until he isn’t.
Love, Sincerely, Yours is an office romance, dual POV about Peyton and her crush on the CEO of the company she works for. After accidentally telling her friends about her crush during a drunken night out to celebrate her 30th birthday, her best friend Genevieve comes up with a plan.
What eventuates is a slow burn romance full of snark, crazy sexual tension and so many secrets!
Peyton was a really interesting character, her development through the book from shy office girl to confident marketing genius sex bomb was interesting to read. Rome’s development was more about his personal life, he didn’t make many changes to his work life.
While I liked many parts of this story, there were parts that I would’ve loved more from, like Peyton’s best friend Genevieve! And some more about Rome’s past and how he built the company. I liked Peyton and Rome and enjoyed the story but I didn't buy into there romance. I knew it was a RomCom but I thought it needed more depth and a bit more angst. I loved the emails and the banter but I would've loved a bit more substance. I was also a little disappointed at how Rome thought he had to act at work and how he didn't make an effort to know the people who helped his company become a success.
The best part of this story was definitely Rome's best friend Hunter! He was hilarious, down to earth and definitely kept Rome in line! I can't wait to get Hunter's story!
The narrators of Love, Sincerely, Yours added so much to the story. I loved Ava Erickson, she has such a great voice and is great at conveying the emotion of the story and the character. Alexander Cendese was also great as Rome, he captured his condescending tone so well but I struggled with his 'Peyton' voice. It didn't fit the character and wasn't a great female voice.
Story ⭐️⭐️⭐️ .5
Performance ⭐️⭐️⭐️ .5
Overall ⭐️⭐️⭐️ .5
Like a goddamn ray of sunshine, light streaming behind her from the window, a halo shining above her pretty head.
Her lying, beautiful head.
Dark hair, wavy and glossy, down around her shoulders, the rich color picking up red from the sun.
She’s holding a glass—it’s poised at her lips and she’s about to take a sip—when our eyes meet. She lowers it, her mouth parts, and her smile spreads.
Until I scowl. Then, her face morphs from happy to concerned in a second. Damn right she should be concerned.
My eyes trail down the front of her and I note her dress—it’s baby blue, wrapped and tied at the waist, and shows off her curves while highlighting her legs in those sexy-as-shit heels.
Stop thinking about her curves and legs. You’re not here to admire her.
The pile of gifts in the corner pisses me off, bringing me back into the present, back to my rage, and has me lifting my arm; crooking my finger.
Peyton’s brows go up at the same time her head cocks and she pokes a finger into her own chest. “Me?”
“Yeah. You.” I know she can’t hear me, but I say it anyway—and if she’s any good at reading lips, she’ll haul her ass over here right quick.
Her cup is passed. Skirt gets smoothed out. Chin tilts high.
She heads over.
“Follow me,” I order her when we’re on the outskirts of the room. When we’re clear across the office common area, I pivot to face her.
She’s shorter, even in heels, so I have to dip my head to glare at her. “Want to tell me exactly what the fuck is going on in there?”
Meet The Author: Sara Ney & Meghan Quinn
Sara Ney, Purveyor of all things witty & romantic, I love: iced latte's, traveling, and bright, bold colors. On any given day, you can find me in my office, lovingly gazing at my bookshelf or shuffling my Bic felt-tip pen collection. I love hand writing letters, and sarcasm.
I live in the midwest, but "Will Write for Travel," and believe everyone should follow their dreams, no matter how big or small. My favorite authors include Cindy Miles, S Walden, Suzanne Enoch - and am a glutton for Historical, RomCom, Sports and MC romance.
One husband. Two daughters. Plenty of chaos.
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Meghan Quinn, Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of
conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!
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