Sofia Loves Books: Review: Kiss Me Tonight (Kiss Me #2) by Emma Hart

What do a wrong number text, a burning building, and a quirky florist have in common?

A hunky firefighter with an extra-large…hosepipe.

Kiss Me Tonight, an all-new hilarious standalone romance from New York Times bestselling author Emma Hart is available now!

In hindsight, I never should have opened that text message. The last thing I needed first thing on a Monday was a picture of some stranger’s, um, eggplant, in my inbox.

I also should have replaced the batteries in my fire alarm, because my Friday night did not need to end with my apartment building going up in flames.

But it’s fine. It’s fine. Everything is fine.

I’m only lying in a hospital bed with more split ends than I’ve ever had, almost all my Earthly possessions have turned to ash, and apparently, they don’t serve wine to patients in this place.

But like I said, it’s fine.

Until he walks in.

The guy who saved my life. My hero. Noah Jacobs.

And the universe is amusing itself at my expense, because the dirty photo I woke up to on Monday?

It’s his.

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Review:

Rating: 4 out of 5 stars

Kiss Me Tonight is the second book in the Kiss Me series by Emma Hart. Each book in the series is a stand-alone and focuses on a different woman. You see, the heroines of the series are best friends, so we see them a lot. We got some facts about the third book when we read the first book in the series for example.

The presence of the friends doesn't steal the spotlight from the couple and their romance though. It was balanced between the romance, Reagan's friends and her crazy family. I would have loved a little bit more heat than what we got. And I should clarify that I am not talking about the heat that ended up burning Reagan's house to ashes. Reagan and Noah had a very interesting beginning in their romance. The blurb covers a rather large part of the book (like 1/3 of it tops) and it explains the set up of the story pretty well. The only part I cringed at was when Reagan showed the eggplant picture to her friends. That happens before the fire, but I knew who was the owner of the eggplant and it made it weird to think that Reagan's friends would know what he was packing. Some things should be kept hidden.

The book wasn't perfect, but it was very enjoyable and I had a good time reading it. It could have used something to spice up the story a little bit, but overall it was a good book and I liked it, so I would recommend it.

Excerpt

“Hi.” I glanced over at him, my lips curving. “Hi.” “You ready?” “To escape the madhouse? What do you think?” “That I should put my foot down.” I winked and clicked my belt into place. “Let’s go. Where are we going?” Noah pulled away from the curb. “I was going to let you direct me. I haven’t been in town long, like I said, and I definitely haven’t been out for lunch.” I leaned back in the seat. “Hmm. What do you want to eat?” “You’re the one breaking out of jail. I’m happy to go wherever you want to.” “Oh, no. I hate making decisions like this. Do you know how difficult it is to pick somewhere to eat?” I shifted my whole body so I could look at him. “Do you want Chinese? Thai? Steak? Korean? Pizza? Burgers? Caribbean? Mexican? Spanish? French? Italian?” Noah’s gaze darted my way. “Do you have all those places in Creek Falls?” “No, but that doesn’t make the decision any easier,” I replied. “Well? Burgers? Pizza? Mexican? Italian? Steak? Or Chinese?” “I don’t—shit me, I feel like I’m being interrogated by the fucking Government.” “You may as well be. Pick somewhere and I’ll tell you where to go.” “I said you can pick.” “I don’t care. I’ve been everywhere. They’re all good. You’re the new boy in town. Pick somewhere.” “You’re demanding, do you know that?” “Yes, Preston—oh, he’s my brother—regularly points out how demanding and difficult I am.” I paused. “If you really want me to pick, I will, but you can’t complain after.” He turned the blinker on so we’d head in the direction of Main Street. “You just said they’re all good.” “They are, but it’s not my fault if you feel like pizza and end up with a taco.” “I can honestly say that I do not care what I eat for lunch as long as it’s edible.” “Right. Then turn left, then right, and pull into the parking lot next to the liquor store.” “I see you’re taking us to a reputable location.” “Oh, no. The liquor store is a pit stop. It just happens to be on the way to the Mexican place I like.” “I see. So you’re using me for liquor.” “You’ve met my great-aunt. Damn straight I’m using you for liquor.”

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