Hunter Fitzpatrick is a playboy of epic proportions, or he used to be. Since the release of his sex tape, a sex tape that was made unbeknownst to him he is now being forced to return to Boston. Not only that, but he is also being forced to stay celibate and sober, and he’ll be under the watchful eye of Sailor Brennan.
Sailor Brennan doesn’t want to babysit the playboy, but her dream needs some help and this gig can get her just the help she needs. The rules are simple, keep Hunter in line and don’t fall for his charm. Sailor has her mind set on one thing, so staying immune to Hunter’s charms should be a piece of cake. Should being the operative word. The more time Hunter and Sailor spend with each other the more they unlock pieces of the other that not many get to see. Rules are rules, but is this a rule that is meant to be broken?
Oh. My. LAND!!! Hunter, can you say swoon. Seriously, that boy has layers that you would never expect. And Sailor. I absolutely love her. She isn’t afraid to put Hunter in his place, and she is the perfect mixture of Sparrow and Troy. I couldn’t put it down, from start to finish I was enthralled with this story. This isn’t your typical L.J. Shen book, I think it’s a little lighter than some of her others, but it is just as amazing. Also, the fact that we got to revisit characters from other books, made my heart so happy! I have to say as much as I love Vicious and Troy, Hunter is right up there with them. If I could give it more than 5 stars, I would, because The Hunter deserves all of them!
“The queen of enemies-to-lovers strikes again. I devoured every page, hooked on the sizzling chemistry between Hunter and Sailor. A ten star read.” –Parker S. Huntington, Wall Street Journal bestselling author
The Hunter, an all-new compelling and must-read contemporary romance from USA Today bestselling author L.J. Shen is available now!
Boston’s debauched elite is going up in flames, and it’s the Fitzpatrick family that set it on fire.
I didn’t mean to star in a sex tape, okay?
It was just one of those unexplainable things. Like Stonehenge, Police Academy 2, and morning glory clouds.
It just happened.
Now my ball-busting father is sentencing me to six months of celibacy, sobriety, and morbid boredom under the roof of Boston’s nerdiest girl alive, Sailor Brennan.
The virginal archer is supposed to babysit my ass while I learn to take my place in Royal Pipelines, my family’s oil company.
Little does she know, that’s not the only pipe I’ll be laying…
I didn’t want this gig, okay?
But the deal was too sweet to walk away from.
I needed the public endorsement; Hunter needed a nanny.
Besides, what’s six months in the grand scheme of things?
It’s not like I’m in danger of falling in love with the appallingly gorgeous, charismatic gazillionaire who happens to be one of Boston’s most eligible bachelors.
No. I will remain immune to Hunter Fitzpatrick’s charm.
Even at the cost of losing everything I have.
Even at the cost of burning down his kingdom.
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“Why?” I asked, blinking at him in confusion. I had two left legs and the coordination of roadkill. I couldn’t dance if my life depended on it. I’d tried dancing at the only party I’d ever gone to—sophomore year—and was subjected to such thorough humiliation. People took videos of me dancing and forwarded it to half my school. Saggy Sailor, they’d graffiti-ed on my locker. Apparently, my back looked hunched and droopy when I danced.
“Because…” He tilted his chin down, his voice low, smoldering. “You’re obviously bored, and my family is watching us, and I’m partial to fondling you.”
“It’s the dress,” I muttered.
“I’d actually prefer fondling you out of it.”
I sliced my gaze sideways, noticing that Aisling and Persy hadn’t picked up on my exchange with him. They were now watching a video, probably of the reality show they were arguing about. Even though Hunter was just after a friendly dance to show his family we were getting along, I couldn’t unglue my butt from my chair.
“No fondling.” I crossed my arms over my chest, buying time.
“No promises. Get up.”
“Did you tell anyone we live together?” I accused, my eyes narrowing into slits.
He stared at me, wide-eyed, mouth parted. “Negatory.”
“Did you tell anyone we were dating?”
“This is the lamest twenty-questions game I’ve ever participated in. No.”
“Well, people are talking about us.”
“That’s what people do. They fill the air with useless words to entertain each other. It’s called gossip, and it sucks all the asses in the world. Doesn’t mean it was me. Our building employs more than a hundred people. All of them work for my father. That means he’s spreading whatever the hell he wants to spread.”
About LJ Shen
L.J. Shen is a USA Today, Washington Post and Amazon #1 best-selling author of contemporary, New Adult and YA romance. Her books have been sold to twenty different countries.
She lives in California with her husband, son, cat and eccentric fashion choices, and enjoys good wine, bad reality TV shows and catching sun rays with her lazy cat.
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