Twisted Twosome by Meghan Quinn….Blog Tour & Review

We’re celebrating the release of  TWISTED TWOSOME by Meghan Quinn!

 

 

Meghan Quinn, I love you so hard!! Please do not ever stop writing! Twisted Twosome is Racer’s story – we met him in My Best Friend’s Ex and I am so glad that he got his own story!!

As with a lot of Meghan’s books, this is a romantic comedy. Meghan really has a niche for this genre. She’s never too over the top with the antics or silliness. She has a perfect blend of humor and romance with some added angst to make the story come together. While, some things are sort of cheesy, I love that Meghan herself points these things out and it just really makes the book all the more enjoyable. But it’s truly her balance of everything that makes her rom-com books stand out.

“You learn to live freely when you lose a piece of your heart.”

In Twisted Twosome, Racer has to take on side construction jobs to help keep his afloat with all the bills piling up on him. He lost his dad, while he does miss him and the memories, he doesn’t wallow in that grief, he does his best to be what his dad taught him. He doesn’t do the whole pity party and does what he can to earn extra money. Which is how he comes to working for Gerogiana (Georgie) and doing the construction on her business adventure.

Georgie isn’t exactly who Racer thinks she is. She comes from a very affluent family and the few times he’s had to deal with her, she’s always be flouncing around her kitten heels and having her family’s staff wait on her. And Georgie saw him as the rude and arrogant asshole he is when he opens his mouth to tell her off when she cost him a huge chunk of money because of her prancing around in her heels. Yea, these two hit off real well!!

“Make mistkaes, tell the worst truth rather than the best lie, love hard, and be the better man.”

Meghan did an amazing job writing this whole story. The interactions from Georgie and Racer are hilarious and quite entertaining. They hold nothing back from one another, and this just adds to the boiling chemistry between the two. While these two may work the other nerves to the very end, they are both fighting an obvious attraction that is just boiling over at every turn.

The secondary characters definitely add to the humor and crazy. Tucker and Emma make their appearance with their wedding and we get brief glimpses of Adalyn and Smalls. We also meet Georgie’s family (Abe and Averly and her borther Spencer, the playboy) along with her best friend Madison. I am interested to see who Meghan writes about next, but if the ending is any indication, I am thinking it will be Adalyn.

Another fantastic rom-com from Meghan Quinn!!

 

 

 

Excerpt:

“Thanks for lunch, I haven’t had a fine peanut butter and jelly sandwich in quite some time.” Racer takes a giant bite from one of three sandwiches I made him. The man can eat; I just want to know where he puts it all. “What is this, crunchy peanut butter?” He looks over the sandwich, studying it intently.

“Yes, it’s crunchy with mixed berry jam.”

He nods and takes another bite. He talks with his mouth full, which for some weird reason makes him oddly adorable. “Nice touch, George. The peanuts add a nice texture.”

“Are you going all food critic on my PB and J skills right now?”

Lifting his shirt, he dabs away some of the sweat that’s collecting on his forehead, beneath his backward hat. His abs flex with the movement, drawing my attention. Each divot calling out to me to touch, to examine . . . to lick.

“I think every human should be judged on their PB and J skills.”

I pull my eyes away from his stomach just in time not to get caught staring. “Why do you think that?”

“Because,” he takes another bite, “I think building a peanut butter and jelly sandwich is in everyone’s repertoire, but only the truly skilled know how to make a proper one. And I want to be friends with the truly skilled.”

“Is that so?” I take a drink of my green tea and study him for a second, watching the way the muscles in his jaw move with each bite and swallow. It’s sexy.

His neck is sexy? Is that possible?

“So where do I land on your scale of sandwich artists?”

He smiles from my term, and I realize how much I adore his boyish charm. Pulling his eyes away from me, he examines one of the sandwiches I made him and starts assessing it. “Good ratio of peanut butter to jelly. Nice choice in bread. The crunch you added has been a pleasant surprise, and the mixed berry jam is fucking delightful.” I giggle from his girly term. “But . . .”

I perk up; there’s a but? “But what?”

He quirks his mouth to the side, almost to say, “Sorry, but you’re not quite perfect.” “The bread, it should have been toasted. Toasting it would have taken you to boss level when it comes to the PB and J.”

“Toasting it?”

He nods and takes another bite. “When you don’t toast a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, the peanut butter and bread form a paste on the roof of your mouth. Even though it tastes good, it can get quite irritating.”

“But I didn’t have a toaster.”

“Rookie mistake.”

“Well, If I knew I was going to be critiqued, I would have sprung for bacon.”

He pauses mid bite and stares at me over his sandwich. “You’re a beast for bringing up the option.”

I polish off the rest of my sandwich and wipe my fingers. “Well, maybe next time you’ll communicate expectations better. I’m not a mind reader, Racer. Frankly, the fact I didn’t make boss level is on you, not me.”

I stand and gather my trash as he stares me down. “Don’t you turn this on me. You didn’t have a toaster. The toaster is what’s key. This is on you, Georgie. This is on you!” he calls out as I make my way to the back, laughing to myself the entire time.