on February 26th 2018
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From New York Times bestselling author, Corinne Michaels, comes a new heartwarming standalone romance.
I’m getting really good at cutting my losses.
First, the husband. Divorcing him was the best decision I ever made. But between single-parenting and job-hunting, I can’t catch my breath. When a celebrity blogging position falls into my lap, I’m determined to succeed.
That is, until I get my first assignment and actually see Noah Frazier for the first time . . . practically naked and dripping wet. My heart races and I forget how to form complete sentences. His chiseled abs, irresistible smirk, and crystal blue eyes are too perfect to be real. So, what do I do? Get drunk and humiliate myself, of course.
I’m ready to forget the awkward night, yet Noah has no intention of allowing me to move on. Instead, he arranges for me to write a feature on him, ensuring a lot more time together. One embarrassing moment after another, one kiss after another, and before I can stop myself, I realize—I’m falling in love with him.
But when the unthinkable happens, can I even blame him for cutting his losses?
What I wouldn’t give for just one last time . . .
Review: One Last Time by Corinne Michaels
Sometimes I think Corinne Michaels writes just for me. Her way with words is just effortless and she is able to tell a story like she is sitting next you to like you were lifelong friends. She just has an incredible knack for having her words jump off the pages. With One Last Time she brings us a love story of two people who weren’t looking for love but found it anyway. This was a very solid 4 star read and one I would recommend.
Kristin is just coming out of a bad marriage. She was used to being belittled by her husband and her self worth is an all time low. She knows though she needs to do what she can for her children as they are everything to her. I just loved her character. Even though she was down she wasn’t going to let her ex-husband get over on her. She kept her head high and kept her priorities in order. She has to go back in the work after being a stay at home mom for so many years at an online magazine. Her first task is to interview one of Hollywood’s hottest stars who just happens to be friend with her best friend’s boyfriend.
Noah is an A list actor and rarely does personal interviews. As a favor for a friend, he agrees to do one with Kristin. There is something about her that draws him to her. He can have his choice of any leading lady but there is something about her that he’s intrigued by. As their interview progresses, he is able to agree to meet with her several more times for work purposes. But he knows he needs to use this time to get close to her. The more time, he spends with her, the more he wants to know her.
The chemistry between Noah and Kristin is amazing but with Kristin newly divorce jumping into another relationship is not what she’s looking for. Can Noah convince her otherwise? You’ll need to read One Last Time to find out!!!
Before I can make a move either way, the glass door slides open and Noah walks through the threshold.
My legs start to quiver as his eyes meet mine. All I can think about is how I’d like to climb him like a tree and shake his coconuts. I thought he was hot in the photo, then he was better through the window, but up close, he’s otherworldly.
“Hi.” Noah’s throaty voice floats around me. “You must be Kristin.”
Instead of speaking, I stand here with my mouth hanging open. Some small sounds that could be words escape, but they aren’t coherent.
Kill me now.
“Noah, this is my best friend, Kristin. Who we told you about.” Heather elbows me.
“Yes. Me. Hi. Kristin. I. You. Hi.”
Smooth. Someone should video this because I’m sure it’s highly entertaining.
“Right.” Noah flashes a blinding smile. “I hear you’re a reporter?”
Okay, Kristin, you have to speak in more than one-word increments or grunting noises.
I grab Heather’s glass she just poured and hope it’ll act as a talisman. “Yes, for a small blog, but I’m that. A reporter. For a blog. I write.”
And a bumbling idiot.
Noah’s green eyes are filled with humor. He moves a little closer and places his hand on top of mine. “Eli filled me in a little. I’m happy I came.”
I’m pretty sure I just came. At least we’re all coming.
His lips turn up as his eyes rake my body. “See you out there.” He winks and walks back out.
My ovaries have officially disintegrated.
I turn back to Heather, who bursts out into a fit of laughter. “Oh, that was epic. You all said I was starstruck when I met Eli? You should’ve seen that!” Heather continues to laugh at my expense. “Yes. Me. Um. Blog. Er—” She mocks.
“Shut up.” I laugh—because, really, what else can I do—and bump her hip before moving around the bar and grabbing a glass. “Now, pour me a shot before I drink straight from the bottle.”
There’s only one way to get through tonight.
Lots of Alcohol.