Title: Practice Makes Perfect
Author: Julie James
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Humour
Behind closed doors, they’re laying down the law.
When it comes to the laws of attraction…
Payton Kendall and J.D. Jameson are lawyers who know the meaning of objection. A feminist to the bone, Payton has fought hard to succeed in a profession dominated by men. Born wealthy, privileged, and cocky, J.D. has fought hard to ignore her. Face-to-face, they’re perfectly civil. They have to be. For eight years they have kept a safe distance and tolerated each other as coworkers for one reason: to make partner at the firm.
There are no rules…
But all bets are off when they’re asked to join forces on a major case. Though apprehensive at first, they begin to appreciate each other’s dedication to the law—and the sparks between them quickly turn into attraction. But the increasingly hot connection does not last long when they discover that only one of them will be named partner. Now it’s an all-out war. And the battle between the sexes is bound to make these lawyers hot under the collar.
So, I’m on a roll with my contemporary reads, huh? Somebody stop me. And by stop I mean, “Do anything but stop me. Join me, recommend me some other must reads because this sh#t is good and I want more”.
Before there were ebooks, there were Mills and Boon. I was sucker and always snuck into my sisters stash and read those babies like there was no tomorrow. Then, I started having some money and I’d buy my own on the streets. Good times.
Now, thanks to ebooks, I have access to such a deep pool of great books and authors. It’s like heaven on earth or some other cheesy thing that people say.
So, about the book:
Enjoyable banter? Double Check.
Drool-worthy moments? Hell Yes. Check.
Loveable Characters? Check.
Ding. Ding: it’s me we are talking about. Payton is a successful badass lawyer. Um…are you really surprised that I love her?
J.D is a douche. Okay, not really. He’s just a man.
What more can I say? It was a fun, entertaining and seriously hilarious read. I’m talking…
You guessed it. Rolling on the floor and hope no one is looking because you are probably looking like a loon with your ridiculous laughter. Okay, so maybe not really rolling on the floor like a loon, but it was still funny.
This book just gave a new meaning to playing dirty.
Any book where a character breaks her heel and tumbles to the floor- ripping her tight pencil skirt and showing everyone…in court (judge, jury, the audience) her butt-cheeks because she chose to wear a thong that day- but still manages to brush it off and make a joke about it, is a win for me. Who wouldn’t enjoy such a read?
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