New Release - The Difference Between Us By Rachel Higginson
It's release day for The Difference Between Us by Rachel Higginson. It's the second stand alone in The Opposites Attract Series. Available to read free with Kindle Unlimited!
At least when it comes to finding Mr. Right.
I’m tired of men that only want one night stands or blind dates that are nothing but awkward and uncomfortable. I’m tired of avoiding inappropriate text messages and the constant disappointment of always meeting Mr. Wrong.
After all these years of dates that lead nowhere, I can admit that it’s me. I’m the problem. I’m shy and picky and cursed. Definitely cursed.
So I’ve decided two things.
The first? I’m giving up dating and relationships and men in general. Maybe, possibly, forever.
The second? I’m going to have to try harder to avoid Ezra Baptiste.
If I couldn’t hack it in the kiddy pool of dating, I certainly can’t swim in his deep end. He’s too successful. Too intense. He’s all man when I’m used to nothing but boys pretending to be grownups. He’s everything I’m afraid to want and so far out of my league we might as well be different species entirely.
So he’ll need to find a different artist to paint his mural. And a different graphic designer to help him with his website. He’ll need to find someone else to glare at and flirt with and kiss.
It can’t be me.
We’re too different.
My phone buzzed with an incoming email and I resisted the urge to check it during the middle of spin class. I could wait to open it. I didn’t need to know what it said just this second.
Really, it would be fine.
It could wait.
I could wait.
The sender could wait until after I’d sweated off the three pounds of pasta I’d gained this week from my favorite Italian takeout spot to hear back from me.
I couldn’t help the small smile of anticipation that lifted the corners of my mouth though or the way I suddenly didn’t notice the pain from pushing up the hill climb at five-forty-five a.m. Resisting the urge to pick up my phone, I opted for my water bottle instead.
But even after a big, refreshing gulp, I still didn’t manage to lose the smile.
“Why do you look happy?” Vera panted next to me, her legs moving approximately one thousand miles per hour. “You should be miserable right now. At the very least you should be contemplating puking. No smiling.”
“I think I see Jesus,” I wheezed said serenely. “I’ve pedaled myself to death. He’s coming to get me.”
Vann chuckled on my other side. “This is only the warmup.”
“Stop showing off, Vann.” My smile disappeared. “We get it. You’re a super cyclist. The bike seat up your ass isn’t bothering you at all. Stop bragging.” To Vera, I said, “Why did you invite him again?”
“Hey!” Vann protested.
She rolled her eyes. “I didn’t invite him. I tried very hard to keep this a secret from him. But when he heard we were doing something bicycle related, he invited himself.”
“I’m here to motivate you,” he said seriously. “This is good for you girls. You both are in serious need of some cardio.”
“Your face is in serious need of some cardio,” Vera snarled back. At my look of not-the-best-insult-you’ve-ever-come-up-with, she shrugged. “My brain is still sleepy.”
Vann leaned forward on his bike, lifting his bum off the seat and adjusting his bike to make it harder for himself. Because he was crazy and liked weird things- like exercise. This was the end of our friendship forever. I officially hated him. His overachieving did nothing to motivate me to work harder. This was it. This was as hard as I spinned. Spun? My brain was sleepy too.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I really enjoyed this. It was a sweet, lovely romantic book and I loved every minute.
I'd recently read The Opposite Of You and super enjoyed it, so I was looking forward to this. This story follows Molly & Ezra. They were introduced in The Opposite Of You and I was really intrigued to read their story. This story could easily be read as a stand alone but I'd definitely recommend TOOY as it's a great book.
Molly has basically given up on men and has resigned herself to spinsterhood after going through a good few Mr Wrongs. She didn't get the best first impression of Ezra and they clashed heads a bit. She's decided to avoid at all costs but that turns out to be not so simple when he hires her to do a mural at one of his restaurants.
I loved the slow burn feel of this book. I loved the banter between Molly & Ezra and I enjoyed learning more about them and how they ticked. I liked how their romance grew and how they evolved together. They were both good multi-faceted characters. Both had hidden depths and vulnerabilities that weren't immediately obvious but that made them more real and believable. Molly comes across as strong and sassy but she has her own underlying doubts and hang ups. Ezra surprised me. He turned out to be a lot sweeter and swoonier than I was expecting and I loved it.
There's everything here. Humour, emotion, romance and plenty of chemistry. There's no heavy angst here and, to be honest, it's not needed. This was a well written, sweet, swoony romance and I enjoyed every minute.
I'd definitely recommend this and I look forward to reading more from this author in the future.
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Read The Opposite Of You, the first book in The Opposites Attract series. Available for free on Kindle Unlimited!
I’ve sworn off men.
Famous last words, right? You’re expecting some epic tale of reluctant love and my dramatic change of heart? Well, you’re not going to get it.
I’m stubborn. And headstrong. And I’ve just survived the worst three years of my life. After escaping an abusive boyfriend to live in hostels and cheap hotels while I worked my way across Europe, I’ve come to two conclusions.
The first? Now that I’m back home, I’m going to squander my expensive culinary degree on a food truck that caters to the late night drunk crowd.
The second? I’m going to prove to the bastard across the plaza that my street food is better than his fussy five course monstrosities.
Killian Quinn might be Food and Wine’s Chef to Watch Out For. He might have a Michelin Star. He might have every food critic in the city wrapped around his too-large fingers. But he’s also pretentious and unbearably arrogant and the very opposite of me.
So he can keep his unsolicited advice and his late night visits and his cocky smiles. I want none of it. Or him.
I want the opposite.