April 12, 2017 by Evelyn Summers
Who knew my brother’s friend could be Mr. Right, and not just Mr. Right Now?
My brother refused to introduce me, so I blame him. If he’d just caved, and introduced me to Jasper, I wouldn’t be in this mess. I mean, really, what’s the big deal? I’m not interested in the guy’s looks.
Oh no, I want his cold hard cash. (Be honest, you were expecting that other four letter ‘c’ word weren’t you?)
Now, before you go getting all judgy, I’m not a gold digger. I have a legitimate business opportunity for Jasper to invest in. The problem is that my stick-up-his-ass brother is embarrassed that his twin sister invents kick ass sex toys. His problem, not mine.
So, I took matters into my own hands. Defeat isn’t a word in Lennon Hart’s dictionary.
Using my stealthy P.I. moves, I narrowed my search to a time and place where I knew I could find him. It was completely innocent. A chance meeting that would give me the opportunity to pitch my business.
It wasn’t until I sat down across from the gorgeous panty soaking man in front of me, that I realized I wanted so much more than just his money. I could very well want his heart if I wasn’t careful.
Apparently my P.I. skills aren’t as stellar as I thought because Jasper had his own secret—and it changed EVERYTHING.
Review by Evelyn
Although I have read The Bartender, which I didn’t get along with, I skipped The Boxer but decided to give this third and final instalment a try due to the overwhelmingly positive reviews it’s been receiving. Yet, although it was definitely an improvement from the first, it still screamed average to me.
I do not like the voice that these books are written in. There is no difference, voice-wise, between the three main characters, despite them having extraordinarily different personalities. I also just don’t particularly find the humour funny – rather, it constantly feels forced and awkward – and I find that even the main characters are very one-dimensional. This one gripped a little more at the heartstrings due to its subject matter, but I found Brady incredibly annoying and the tension between Lennon and Natalie somewhat superficial.
The main positive was that the sex scenes were well-written, creative and pretty hot; it was these juxtaposed with the fact that this time I didn’t have to force myself to finish reading it that bumped this up to a three star read.
A small step up from the original, The Banker boasts subject matter that forces the reader to care, but the irritating voice and one-dimensional characters mean it still falls flat.