A short and easy contemporary romance…
Let’s keep this short, sweet and to the freaking point. I opted to review Virginia Nelson’s The Irish Prince because I loved the blurb. The cover, on the other hand, well, quite frankly it was pure shite! I’ve come across some other books with exactly the same cover… different dude on it though. It’s just lacklustre, and sadly for me it set the tone to the actual book. Please let me emphasise that I LOVED the blurb. But, the reality is that the story lacked je ne sais quois.
The protagonists, Aiden and Chelsea, were just childish. They should not be allowed to date, or even engage in grown up relationships. They just irritated me. Their back and forth held no humour or banter, at times came across as maliciously hurtful. Quite frankly he’s egotistical and unattractively domineering. To say the least. Chelsea, had her moments of wit and feistiness— they were few and far between. In all honesty their saving grace on my regard is that they truly loved his 10 year old daughter. Oh, and he did go out on a limb to get back into Chelsea’s good graces, after he screwed up.
This was a a short story and easy to read. The character development wasn’t amazing— probably why I didn’t get to love them even a little bit. The plot development was wishy washy and needed some more fire and spark behind it. It’s really rather unfortunate that the book didn’t live up to the blurb. I love myself and hero with kiddy baggage.
About the Book
CEO Aiden Kelley’s life of billionaire extravagance is flipped upside down when his ex shows up with a ten-year-old she claims is his. Totally out of his element and losing the control so integral to his success, he needs help. To top it all off, the only constant woman in his life, his executive assistant, has given notice just when he needs her help to survive his newfound fatherhood.
Chelsea Houston is an executive assistant, not a nanny. The only person more clueless about kids is her boss. Helping him on a daddy-daughter road trip is her last task before he’ll accept her two weeks’ notice and she can be free of the infuriating man she’s had a crush on for longer than she’d admit.
Aiden’s carefully ordered life has never been so disorganized, and he’s suddenly tempted by the things he thought he could never have. Things like love and family. Who knew chaos could be so damn fun?
This close, he could smell her. He could see the way her pupils dilated when he touched her. He could hear the quick intake of breath as she otherwise went very, very still.
“I can’t begin to thank you enough for your quick thinking and willingness to help make all of these bumps in the road smooth for Waverley,” he said.
But what he was thinking was that kissing her might not be such a bad idea after all. He was thinking of how her lips might taste and how she’d fit into his arms.
“Glermpfh,” she answered, turning away.
Faced with her stiff and poised back, he considered that response. She’d moved to stare at the pump as the numbers ticked upward, but her hand shook.
Just a little. Not something he even would’ve noticed if he hadn’t been so intently studying her. “We should get a room,” he said.
She abruptly yanked the nozzle out of the car, but didn’t stop squeezing the handle, sloshing gas all over the side of the car and onto his legs and shoes. Her scent vanished, washed away in the noxious fumes of fuel.
About the Author
USA Today Bestselling author of The Penthouse Prince
Virginia Nelson likes knights in rusted and dinged up armor, heroes that snarl instead of croon, and heroines who can’t remember to say the right thing even with an author writing their dialogue. Her books are full of snark, sex, and random acts of ineptitude – not always in that order.