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He was a pig, a jerk, selfish, callous, crude, tactless, prone to outbursts and gorgeous. The kind of gorgeous where you didn’t even attempt to hide the fact that you were staring. I knew the type: His entire life he has coasted on his good looks, artificial charm, and sex appeal. Everyone wanted to be on him or be him. I had been hurt by jerks like him before. He was like those guys but far worse.
I was the unfortunate sucker to be offered a gig I desperately needed as his live-in chef for a Summer in the Hamptons. But I wasn’t like the other girls, the models and socialites who came through the revolving door of his bedroom. I would bite the bullet, take the gig, deal with his sexist comments, his expectation that I would fawn over him, and have no problem letting the door hit my ass on the way out when I was done.
But then something unexpected happened that changed everything and I realized that there maybe more to him than the labels I had affixed to his character. Maybe. But if he really wanted me, it wasn’t going to be easy, not like everything else in his life. He was going to have to work, I was going to make him miserable. He was going to hate wanting me just as much as I hated myself for wanting him back.
Heath Hillabrand: International Supermodel. Womanizer.
Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel.
I was right there with you, Nina. Right. There. Until the ending… The ending to Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel was SO abrupt; like running full force into a brick wall. KA-BAM! I wasn’t prepared for it to wrap up so quickly. I wanted more, expected more. Where was my more?! One second the world more or less ended and the next it was sunshine, glitter and rainbows.
I’m still not over it.
Sadie is a love scorn professional cook. Heath is a cocky male model in need of a little help keeping his figure in tip top shape. Seems like a match made in employment heaven. Well, not exactly. Heath is a man whore and after being scorn by a previous lover, Sadie wants nothing to do with him. She’ll cook his food, even plan his parties, but she WILL NOT become romantically involved with another pretty face. Nope. Never.
And then she does.
[quote align=”center” color=”#999999″]All I wanted to do was stay guarder since I met him, but this was a total unraveling. I came undone on his lap and lost complete control.
When Heath finds himself laid up for the summer (on the Hamptons no less) he has no one to rely on to take care of him but Sadie. As time passes, the two grow closer and despite their best efforts, begin to fall for one another. Until the shit hits the fan…
Being inside of Sadie’s head made me giggle. I think we’d be good friends if she weren’t a fictional character. She’s sarcastic, snarky and indecisive. But she also has this heart of gold. Sadie sticks by Heath when most people would have packed up their belongings and hit the road. We’re talking wild sex parties, rude comments – cocky, self-centered behavior. I struggled right along with Sadie. I wanted to hate him. I really did. It was tough… The banter between the two made it almost impossible. Once Health showed his real colors, forget it, I was a goner.
Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel popped my Nina G. Jones cherry. The ending killed me, but I am anxious to read more. Nina’s writing kept me engaged and entertained throughout the entire novel. I’d label this as a fun summer read, and encourage you to spend a lazy afternoon experiencing all that is Heath Hildebrand.
I liked looking at him. He thought I was just watching him speak, but really I would just drink him up, and I hoped that might be enough. It’s kind of like how you crave a giant, delicious piece of gooey chocolate cake, but then feel satisfied after a bite because it’s so decadent. Except we all know the truth: only skinny bitches like Illy or people on television who never have time to eat are satisfied after one bite. No, what happens to actual humans is you fight the temptation, you hold out on touching the cake, until all you can think about is the fucking cake, and then you tell yourself “just one bite” and then you take one bite, and then you wake up four hours later: in a back alley, 1000 calories fatter, with a chocolate mustache and an empty plate resting on your breasts.
Heath is chocolate cake. Staring at him did not squelch my cravings, they made me want to devour him.
Nina G. Jones was born and raised in Bronx, NY and currently resides in Milwaukee, WI with her husband and two crazy Boxers.
She is the author of the Strapped series, and is currently working on an Erotic Romance, Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel, slated to be released in Spring 2014.
Nina lives a pretty wholesome life, but is fascinated with the dark side of things and has the mouth of a sailor. She loves watching true crime TV shows and it creeps her husband out to no end. Nina has a degree in Psychology and uses her characters as a vehicle to explore the human psyche.