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Oh my fucking god this is the best unromantic romance I’ve read in a long time. No strike that last bit, that I’ve read ever, period, full stop, the end. I want me an ass-hole like Bill Marshall, I want to be some foolish man’s Christina Lee.
I spent a good 70% of this book hot and bothered, 20% wanting to bash heads and the last 10% ugly crying and snivel-sobbing in the happiest of ways. I bloody loved grumpy AF Bill and adored on-a-knives-edge-to-insanity Christina. This couple couldn’t have been more wrong for each other and yet so very perfect for each other too.
Only a very small amount of this book doesn’t involve either scenes between Bill and Christina or ones on their own thinking about, lusting over or puzzled by the other. We do get a few scenes of Christina with her Pops, plus a couple of Bill at home. Mostly we are at Haul Ash Truck and Trailer Rental (I loved that name by the way and all the geeky references too), at the back end of nowhere, Texas.
Normally in a romance I want lots of background on and detail about my characters, so that I can get to know and care about them. (See that Eris Adderly, Bill and Christina Lee belong to me now!). However the truth of the matter is that this intense and focused plot, this pared down to the bone story didn’t need anything extra. Every single page dripped with emotion and the book gave me ALL the feels – especially those ones that require one handed reading 😉. TMI? #Sorry,NotSorry!
There is nothing about this book that fits any stereotype or cliche of the romance genre. Even after having read it I still don’t understand how the author made this story work but she did. She aced it, hit the ball out the park, broke the rules and carved her own path.
The relationship starts off wrong, it continues badly, neither communicates a damn useful word to the other (though looks, sighs and moans can say an awful lot too), they don’t even really know just exactly what they are hoping for, and they damn well are not going to go there with any of it. But there is exactly where they do go, so the question now is, just what are they going to do about it?
You DO need to find out the answer to that, and you need to find that answer by reading Bass-Ackwards. So stop what you’re doing and go read it now!
Those were her favorites, she found. The stories where the heroine hated her love interest at the beginning. It was oh-so-satisfying to read, but that shit didn’t happen in real life. Personalities in Assholedom tended to remain in Assholedom. It was Newton’s little know First Law of Fuckboys; she was pretty sure of that.Christina Lee Dodd, Bass-Ackwards
Bill Marshall might as well have been the Devil.
Christina Lee Dodd needs Friday off work. Needs. She’s up to her eyeballs in problems.
One of those problems is her boss, Bill Marshall.
And Bill Marshall is an a**hole.
The offer he makes is textbook inappropriate. An HR nightmare.
But is it wrong for her to accept?
Is it wrong for her to like it?
Bass-Ackwards is a filthy wrong-way romance where two human beings make more mistakes than you can shake a stick at.