Author: Rachel Van Dyken
Series: The Bet #2
Release Date: October 1, 2013
My Rating: 4 Stars
What is it about a junior-high crush that can send an otherwise intelligent woman into a tailspin? TV reporter Char Lynn wishes she knew. Jake Titus is too rich, too handsome, too arrogant: a trifecta that once lured Char into the best night-and worst morning-after-of her life. Now they've been thrown together in a wedding party. It's awkward, but survivable . . . until Jake stops acting like a jerk, and starts acting like the man she'd always hoped he could be.
If watching your brother marry your best friend is weird, being attracted to your best friend's other best friend is downright bizarre. Unfortunately for Jake, Char hasn't forgotten how he once tossed her aside. Worse still, Jake's already-nutty grandma is even crazier about Char. Cue meet-cute shenanigans and all manner of meddling, and somehow, Jake's falling. For Char. Now all he has to do is make her believe it . . .
With a wicked smile she dipped her finger into the whipped cream and slowly licked it clean.
His mouth dropped open, just slightly.
She licked her lips and dipped her finger again.
Jake leaned forward, his eyes almost closing as his half-lidded gaze went from teasing to lustful.
Char wondered when was the last time the player had been played, or that he’d had to actually wait for something.
Carefully, she slipped out of her wedge heels and relaxed a little further down in her seat. Trying to act nonchalant, she took another bite of her dessert and watched Jake watch her. She knew the exact moment her foot came into contact with his leg. With a jerk, he grabbed the edge of the table and cursed.
“Everything all right, Jake?” Petunia asked, examining him through her glasses.
“Perfect,” he said in a strained voice. “A bit hot.” His hooded eyes blinked a few times before he reached for his water glass and took a long sip.
“It is quite humid out.” Petunia fanned herself. “But you look positively flushed. Are you sure you aren’t coming down with something?”
“I wish,” Jake said.
“Pardon?” Her brows furrowed.
“Pretty dish.” He pointed to the butter dish in the middle of the table.
Char bit her lip to keep from laughing; she took another slow bite of soufflé and licked her fork. Jake groaned across the table.
Her foot came into contact with his skin.
“Mother of—”
“Jake?” Petunia shook her head. “You have me worried.”
“Me too.” Char licked her lips and let her foot inch up his leg.
Jake braced both hands on the table, his eyes setting her on fire with how hard he was staring at her. “I’m sure.”
His eyes closed as she rubbed up and down his calf and then braced his one leg with both of hers, jerking him closer to the table.
“Shit.” He exhaled.
“I beg your pardon!” Petunia scolded. “Jake Titus, you stop your filthy language.”
“He’s such a dirty, dirty, boy,” Grandma agreed with a wink.
Jake groaned, his eyes pleading with Char to either stop or keep going and kill him right then and there.
“You know what happens to dirty boys,” Char said helpfully.
“What?” His voice was hoarse.
“They get spanked,” Petunia spat. “Hard!”
Jake swore a blue streak.
“Wescott!” Petunia demanded. “Please control your son! It seems he keeps having urges to use foul language at the dinner table! Well, in my day we’d send boys to their rooms if they did such a thing.”
“Fine.” Wescott rolled his eyes. “Go to your room, Jake, take your punishment like a man.”
“I, uh…” Jake sputtered. “Should probably stay right here.”
“You heard your father.” Petunia shook her head. “You need to be punished.”
“Please.” He whimpered and hung his head in his hands.
“Jake…” Char pulled her foot away and leaned forward. “You should probably listen to your father. Wouldn’t want you getting into any trouble… go to your room.”
“I can’t,” he said through clenched teeth.
Grandma pushed to her, feet knocking an entire pitcher of ice water into Jake’s lap. His eyes bulged out of his head as she leaned over so only he and Char could hear. “You’re welcome.”
“I want to die.” This from Jake.
“You clumsy boy, go change your pants,” Grandma ordered. “Char, why don’t you get us some more water from the kitchen?”
She didn’t have to be told twice.
Cursing, Jake threw down his napkin and chased after her.
Shoes off, she was able to run across the grass. Once she was in the house she stole a glance behind her. Jake was gaining on her. The look on his face was predatory.
With a squeal she ran up the stairs to the bedroom, just as his strong arms came around her, pushing her farther into the room.
“Naughty girl. I’ll make you pay for that.”
She turned in his arms and licked his chin like she had her soufflé. “You promise?”
“Strip.” He released her and walked over to the bed, slowly sinking down into it. “Now.”
“Demanding.” Char put her hands on her hips. “Aren’t we?”
“Yeah.” Jake leaned back on his elbows. “The way I see it, you owe me. Not only did I do a naughty dance for you, with chaps might I add, but you made me suffer through dessert, while my great aunt, the virgin one, you know her, told me I needed to be spanked.”
Char laughed.
“Not funny,” Jake groaned. “Most awkward moment of my life.”
“Before or after Grandma cooled you off?” Char asked.
“If you want me to be able to perform, ever, you won’t mention that again.” Jake swore.
Char fumbled with the straps of her dress. “I remember.”
“Remember?” Jake’s eyes were trained on her fingers as she toyed with the straps pulling them further down her body. “What do you remember?”
“Us.” Char let the dress fall to the ground and stepped out of it. “I remember our night together. I lied. I told Beth I didn’t. I told you it wasn’t good. I was just trying to make you feel bad.”
“Hmm.” Jake stood and slowly approached her. “I deserved it.”
“I know.”
Truth time: I thought Jake Titus was the world's largest asshat.... until I read his and Char's book :) Seriously, if you read The Bet you'll understand, and if not just trust me. I wanted to punch this guys lights out a time or two. And it took until about 20 pages into The Wager for me to see the real Jake. I don't think he's some big misunderstood guy, I just think it took a shock of reality and the right women to turn him around. Yes, women. No, my dirty minded readers this is not a menage. I was referring to Char and Grandma Nadine.
I have to say this book is quite hilarious. I was laughing until my ribs hurt. Rachel Van Dyken as created the most colorful cast of characters and all I wanted to do was jump into their story and be bestest friends with them all! The Wager picks up right where The Bet left off. I think The Bet is a very integral part of The Wager, so make sure to read that one first. *spoilers ahead if you have not read The Bet*. On his flight back to his real life, grandmother in tow, Jake runs into his childhood friend Char who just so happens to be Kacey's Maid of Honor. In the midst of planning Kacey and Travis' wedding Grandma Nadine wranglers Jake and Char to do all of the dirty work. Cue epic meddling. As the Mest Man and Maid of Honor these two are going to be thrown together a lot once the wedding draws near but Grandma thinks sooner is better than later. Jake has since lost everything that he once held dear, some due to his own mistakes and others at the hands of the aforementioned meddling grandmother. If there were ever two women to humble Jake back to the land of the caring, respectful adulthood Char and Grandma Nadine are the two to do it.
Char has already had her heart broken twice by Jake and doesn't plan to try for a third but, how can she refuse Nadine who treats her more like family than her own parents do? My heart already hurt for Char since the beginning and somewhere in between it began to ache for Jake as well. These two had such a connection but, they let their pride get in their way. And heaven forbid they actually speak their feelings. Well, the speak their mind on everything except their feeling for one another. I felt like if I wasn't paying attention one of Jake's or Char's barbs was going to whack me in the head.
Rachel Van Dyken sure knows how to make a reader beg for it. The tension between Char and Jake was so thick! Not to mention or regular glimpses of Travis and Kacey... you know where Grandma is demanding that they abstain until the wedding. Poor Travis. I devoured this book in no time. I was holding my breath waiting for the laugh out loud moment or innuendo. By the way, Travis and Jake need to have their heads knocked together. They seemed so real to me, just like real men. They never thought about how their actions would be perceived by their women. They just act without thinking. Spot on Ms. Van Dyken :) Ignorant males aside, this book was fabulous. If you're looking for a sweet & hilarious weekend read, this is it!
*Review copy provided by the author in exchange for an honest review*
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Author: Rachel Van Dyken
Series: The Bet #1
Release Date: March 26, 2013
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