The back and forth between Drew and Emerie was fun and sexy. I love a good enemies to lovers trope, but I think this book worked great as a strangers/friends to lovers. Keeland could have easily made their banter and relationship antagonistic, but she didn’t and I loved it. They clearly have a difference of opinions. She’s rainbows and sunshine and thinks all problems can be fixed. He thinks divorce is usually the best option. Emerie is a psychologist specializing in marriage counseling. He could have been a downright jerk to her, but is actually very kind about the whole thing mixup and ends up sharing that space with her.ĭrew is a jaded divorce attorney. She ends up flashing him because her skirt rips, obviously he falls a tiny bit in love with her right then. He walks in and she’s startled and hilarity ensues. While Drew is away on vacation, Emerie was conned into renting his office space. I was wrong and a little mad at myself for waiting this long to try her out, because now I am going to have to go back to her extensive back list. I think I was worried it would be over the top or have an alphahole hero that I didn’t like. I’ve seen her books floating around but never picked one up. The only thing the two of us had in common was the space we were sharing.Īnd an attraction that was getting harder to deny by the day. And my job was to help people save their marriages. Drew was a bitter, angry, gorgeous-as-all-hell, destroyer of relationships. Especially when that was all we seemed to be able to do. I never expected my body to react every time we argued. But I couldn’t help giving him a piece of my mind. I probably should have acted grateful and kept my mouth shut when I overheard the advice he was spewing to his clients.

In exchange for answering his phones while his secretary was out, he’d let me stay until I found a new place.

The next day, after hours at the police station, Drew took pity on me and made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. Which was how a scammer got away with leasing me office space that wasn’t really available for rent. He’d been on vacation while his posh space was renovated. Only, turned out, he wasn’t an intruder at all.ĭrew was the rightful occupant of my new office. Of course, my intruder had to be arrogant. He quickly restrained me, then chuckled, finding my attempted assault amusing. I dialed 9-1-1 before proceeding to attack him with my fancy new Krav Maga skills. The night I met Drew Jagger, he’d just broken into my new Park Avenue office.

Egomaniac by Vi Keeland