I might have gotten myself into a wee bit of trouble—and I’m not talking about the “court mandated community service,” or “therapy sessions from bashing a bloke in the head” kind of trouble.
I wish it were that simple.
Nope. I’m talking about the “falling in love with one of my client’s daughters,” kind of trouble . . .
The kind of problem I can’t talk my way out of when the truth gets out.
How I ended up with her phone is a long story—and when she called to get it back, I took things a bit too far. One innocent exchange wound up leading to so much more.
Fun, new, and totally immune to my charm, Sutton is different. And I had no idea she was the daughter of Foster Green.
Blame it on the dark colored stout running through my veins, pushing me toward one bad decision after another. Pushing me toward her even though I know right from wrong; even though she’s my client’s daughter.
Dating her might be the best or worst decision I’ve ever made. Only time, whiskey, and one more roll around the mattress with her will tell.
Romance | New Adult | Contemporary
***Received an Advanced Readers Copy during a blog tour with InkSlingerPR in exchange for an honest review***
My obsession for Meghan Quinn is becoming borderline psycho. I can’t help it, everything she writes hits me straight in the feels comrades. After getting a taste of my favorite trope with hilariously delicious dialogue in The Secret to Dating Your Best Friends Sister left me craving Roark, you knew I had to be pining away to get my hands on Diary of a Bad Boy and you bet your bottom dollar toots it was magical.
As always, I love the characters. Quinn always makes perfect character personalities that just blends with the dynamic of not just the trope but just the seer enjoyment I get from the clashing and dialogue of them is just amazing.
I was honestly blindsided with how much I ended up enjoying Sutton. At first, I was wondering if I would get that snooty, rich blonde who was just utterly settled upon meeting her, but I gotta say, I loved it. Surprise surprise I know, but I just enjoyed her innocent, naive personality. I also enjoyed how much she truly opened up for Roark as their relationship developed. I felt that not only did she discover herself, but she found herself flawed with how easily she judges. It made her a better person.
As for Roark, again, I was craving him – obsessively pinning for his storyline. I am always ready for an Irish man to spice up my hot wet dreams and that wet dream revolves around Roark. I cannot help but swoon over his hard exterior, his brooding and downright pantry dropping smoldering. He truly was a closed off asshole too, and I just cannot resist those book boyfriends. But the best part, he had a reason to be troubled, brooding piece of man meat, and I truly loved that back story of his broken heart.
And speaking of Roark diabolically swoon worthy personality that was nothing short of brooding, his diary entries? Oh my lanta – perfection. Not on was the banter between Sutton and Roark a chuckle frenzy both in person and over text messages, it was his diary entries that either left me laughing out loud at his pure asshole or cringing over his emotions pouring over. It was just the right additive to an already amazing dialogue built romance.
But that romance, oh be still my speckled heart, I cannot get over how steamy this romance was, seriously, that sexual tension was melting the pages. Between the push and pull struggles Roark had over his feelings, not just his desire to feed that monster of a libido, down to the innocence of Sutton that was just opened up like a hot vixen, these two just couldn’t keep away. This is what always makes the build of the romance so much better. I love a good tension build. Especially considering that this was a forbidden trope, both with being the client’s daughter, one who is very involved with Roark, but also the age gap. Oh my lanta, I can never pass up a good age gap. They just had a fiery, all consuming passion between them while growing that emotional connection. It was fun, fierce and passionate.
On top of all the goodness that is the romance, because it was honestly scrumptious from start to finish, but seriously the supporting characters – I can’t handle this. Not only does Sutton bring in Maddie, who I absolutely adored with her no-filter free life personality but Bram and Rath are back in action with that bromance I loved. The scene where Sutton meets ‘the boys’ I seriously died laughing, my husband asked me if I was dying of snorting…. no sir I am not, but I may die if I don’t get more of this bromance in my life. Rath and Bram confessing their feelings… priceless.
How many times do I have to tell you this. If it was you or Julia, my own flesh and blood, hanging off a cliff, I would lift you to safety first every time.
Bottom line, Meghan Quinn doesn’t disappoint. At least in my book of obsession. She is still by far one of my auto-everything authors. When I am in a slump, I can count on my girl. When I need a feel good something, I can count on this gal. She makes overplayed tropes in the romance seem fresh, fun and downright witty. I am never bored when I open her books, boom, I admitted it. Diary of a Bad Boy delivered for me. I loved it . When I wasn’t laughing at the banter, I was swooning over the overly delicious sexual tension radiating from the pages. Roark was everything I expected and more, bottled up with the ever so divine Sutton. Yes yes yes, hundred times more for the yes department. If you haven’t given Meghan Quinn a chance, you are truly missing out so do yourself a favor and hop on this train. You can thank me later, or hate me – whatever tickles that pickle.
Until next time, because I see a Rath in our near future and I need Maddie to be involved. Fingers crossed.
USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.