I received a complimentary copy of A Week in New York for signing up to Louise Bay's newsletter. I was quite stoked about it and quickly downloaded and read it. Now, being the sassy reader that I am, I went in completely blind. Even though I'm only a newly registered Louise Bay fan, I was completely confident that I would enjoy the story. Saying that, I probably could have done myself a favour by knowing that there was more than one book in this story. But, them's the risk you take when you go in blind.
I really enjoyed this story. A Week in New York is my type of guilty pleasure. A little like reality but with a touch of make-believe. It's the type of story where I can sit back and think...if I had a different life, maybe I'd be courted by a rich, successful and sexy man. I'm lured by the idea of fancy restaurants and hotels. I like the idea of being beautiful, having beautiful clothes and being taken to beautiful places. It just seems so luxurious and not MY reality.
Obviously, I choose to ignore the workaholic part of the rich, successful and sexy man. I don't acknowledge that being beautiful is bloody hard work and takes a lot of sacrifices. I forget my frugal, conservative and hater of food waste, ways and hardly blink at the astronomical bill. Afterall, it's not MY reality.
I finished the story and got exactly what I expected...which left me a little sad. The hero got what he SAID he wanted and the heroine got what she SAID she wanted...but...I wanted more for them. I knew they deserved and needed more. As luck would have it, there was this little treat waiting for me at the end of the story...
The series continues in Autumn in London
Guess what I'm reading next?