“…I want to dance with you…”
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: 224 Pages
POV: Alternating First Person
The girl next door is the one that got away. He just doesn’t know it yet. . . .
Sawyer: After my wife died, I promised myself I’d never go through the pain of losing someone again. Now I keep my flings neat, tidy, and one-time-only. Besides, my son needs me more than ever. He’s miserable in our new town, so I’m pumped when he makes friends with the kid next door—until I recognize his mom from a one-night stand. Perky and upbeat, Elle Dunning is not my type for anything other than tearing up the sheets. So why do I keep letting myself get roped into game nights and get-togethers?
Elle: It so hasn’t been my year. That’s my first thought when I see my new next-door neighbor. I never would have hooked up with Sawyer Paulson if my husband hadn’t left me for his high-school sweetheart, but because our eight-year-old boys have become best friends, I’ve got to make nice with Mr. Tall, Dark, and Silent. Yet the more time we spend together, the more Sawyer opens up. We’ve both been hurt—badly. So it’s one thing to send the kids off to sleepaway camp together. It’s quite another to promise each other a lifetime of sleepovers. . . .
Sleepover is a standalone novel with no cheating, no cliffhangers, and a satisfying happily ever after.
*I received an ARC of this book free from Random House Publishing Group – Loveswept via NetGalley.*
Sawyer is a widower and single dad who isn’t interested in anything except one night stands. He doesn’t want to get emotions involved. And never even thought twice about another woman besides his wife until Elle.
“I do have a lot of fantasies involving remote-control vibrators and church pews.”
Elle is a single mom who doesn’t have the best luck with men. Her one and only one night stand was so hot they didn’t even make it out of the alley behind the bar. She likes to remember it, but not in a million years did she expect him to move in next door. Or to remember her.
“Those shoes. Do you know what those shoes make me want to do? They make me want to take them off with my teeth.”
Their son’s quickly become best friends, leaving Sawyer and Elle kind of stuck being around each other. And their spark is too difficult to hide, leaving the only option to let it ignite.
Sleepover is sweet and comical with a little sizzle added in.
“He’s not a dick,” Sawyer says thoughtfully. “He’s a cheap purple rubber dildo with sparkles.”
The beginning has too much non-essential detail about how they met that I found myself speed reading through those parts. However, the rest of the book definitely held my full attention. From the little rendezvous’ to the text messages…one can only hope for that kind of attention in a relationship.
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