From New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting comes I Flipping Love You, a love story about flipping houses, taking risks, and landing that special someone who’s move-in ready.
Rian Sutter doesn’t usually get hit on in the grocery store, but when she notices a sexy man in a suit checking her out, she thinks maybe it’s her lucky day. Either that or the suit has a thing for sweaty, yoga-pant wearing women with excellent price matching skills.
Turns out it’s neither.
Pierce Whitfield can’t believe his luck when he’s able to track down the woman who scratched up the paint job on his car at the scene of the crime. But when he confronts the hit and run hottie, he discovers there’s not just one, but two of them, and he’s been throwing accusations at the wrong twin.
As repair costs are negotiated, and the chemistry between them flares, Rian and Pierce find out they have more than mutual attraction in common. They’re both vying for the same pieces of prime real estate in The Hamptons and neither one plans to give up without a fight.
Can these passionate rivals turn up the heat on their budding romance—without burning down the house?
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About the Author
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of PUCKED, Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She writes contemporary romance ranging from new adult angst to romantic sports comedy.
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ANGRY HOT GUY
I flip through my stack of flyers, checking for a sale on the jumbo box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal so I can price match it. I'm a conscientious price matcher. I mark the sale with a big circle before tucking the red Sharpie into the front of my shirt. If I'm going to wheel and deal at the cash register, I want to make it as easy as possible for the cashier and the people in line behind me. Nothing is worse than getting stuck behind an unorganized price matcher.
I shimmy a little to the song playing over the store intercom as I toss boxes of my most favorite, unhealthy cereal in my cart. A prickly feeling climbs the back of my neck, and I shiver, glancing over my shoulder. A mom rushes past me down the aisle, her toddler leaning precariously out of the cart in an attempt to grab a box of Fruit Roll-Ups. I can't blame him. They are artificially delicious.
But the mom-toddler combo isn't the reason for the prickly feeling. Halfway down the aisle is a suit. A big suit. Well over six feet of man wrapped in expensive charcoal-gray fabric. He doesn't have a cart or a basket. And he's staring at me. Weird. I can't look at him long enough to decide if he's familiar or not without making it obvious that I'm staring back.
I have the urge to check my appearance, worried I have his attention because my hair is a mess, or there's a sweat stain down the center of my back. I'm not particularly appealing at the moment. I've just come from a boot camp class at this new gym my twin sister forced me to try out.
Marley bought an online two-for-one coupon for forty bucks, so now I have to attend six of these stupid classes with her. I managed to get out of last week's class, but she wouldn't let me escape two weeks in a row. My tank is still dewy, post-exertion, I have terrible under-boob sweat, and my thong is all wonky. If I were alone in this aisle, I'd for sure fix the last issue, but suit guy is here so I must leave the thong where it is for now, wedged uncomfortably between my vagina lips.
The suit quickly shifts his attention to the shelves and picks up the jar directly in front of him, which happens to contain prunes. He inspects it, then maybe realizes what it is, because he rushes to return it, exchanging it for another item. I bite back a smile, pleased that even in my disgusting state I'm being checked out.
As suit man gives the shelf in front of him his full attention, I return the checkout favor. His attire and his posture scream money and a twinge of something like longing combined with jealousy makes my throat momentarily tight. At one time, price matching was a practice I would've laughed at — like an entitled jerk — now it's a necessity.
Suit man must be warm, considering it's late April and we're experiencing temperatures far above average for this time of year. Based on the tapered fit of his suit, I'm guessing it's a high-end brand. He's complemented it with black patent leather shoes. Very impractical for this weather and location. Does he realize he's in the Hamptons?
He's wearing a watch, and from his profile, he can't be much beyond his early thirties. I have to assume the only reason for the watch is because it's expensive and he wants to show it off. In my head, I've already profiled him as a pretentious, rich prick who probably commutes to NYC a few times a week where he bones his secretary and has a penthouse with the barest of furniture. The rest of the time he works from home.
I return to shopping and continue down the aisle, in the opposite direction of the suit — it's my way of finding out if he's actually creeping on me or not. I keep tabs on him in my peripheral vision as I scope out more sales and more delicious, unhealthy food items. My job is to balance out all the fruit and vegetables my sister, Marley, is currently picking out in the produce section.
I grab a jar of the no-name peanut butter since we're out and the good stuff isn't on sale, dropping it in the cart. My phone keeps buzzing in my purse. It's distracting, so I give up ignoring it and check my messages.
It's my sister.
We're in the same store. It's not particularly huge, so I don't know what could be so pressing that she needs to text four thousand times instead of finding me.
ABORT SHOPPING LEAVE NOW Meet me in parking lot RIAN??????
Jeez. What the heck is going on? Maybe the grocery store is being robbed. Holy Hot Pockets. What if there is a grocery store heist going down? I'm about to abandon my cart in a bid to find Marley and escape the mayhem I've created in my head. It's all very dramatic. As I turn, I come face-to-face with the suit.
I suck in a breath and slap my hand over my chest. The tank is still damp, and my skin's a little gritty with salt-sweat, so I drop it quickly, because ew.
"Hi." His expression is hard to read. He seems ... smug.
"Hi, hey. Uh ..." I wave a hand around in the air, a little flustered, and conflicted, because it's not often I get approached by a guy this hot — and in a grocery store of all places. Maybe he'll be here again next week. "I'm sorry, I'd like to stare at your pretty face, I mean ..." Crap, why are words so hard? "I have to go."
I try to step around him, but he mirrors the movement, taking a linebacker stance, as if he's considering tackling me. Which is an odd way to stage an introduction.
"Recognize me?" he asks, one perfect eyebrow arched.
As I take him in, I wrack my brain for a time or place I might've run into him before. I don't think so, though. His light brown hair is neatly styled, and the cut of his suit highlights all of his assets. Well, the visible PG ones, anyway.
He widens his stance and crosses his arms over his chest. His very broad chest. The sleeves of his suit jacket pull tight, biceps bulging and flexing. He's a bit intimidating based on his size alone, but we're in a public grocery store, so I feel relatively safe. And he's just so gorgeous. Which is a silly reason not to be concerned, some of the most notorious serial killers are attractive men. Also, I need to find my sister, in case the grocery store is really under attack — although maybe this suit could save us.
I adopt his crossed arm pose, but I don't think I look intimidating. All I succeed in doing is awkwardly squeezing my boobs together inside my damp sports bra and jabbing the right one with the Sharpie. "Should I?"
He looks me over, a slight smirk tipping his mouth. His gaze gets stuck on the Sharpie for a few seconds before they come back up to my eyes.
It's possible I met him in a bar, but I swear I'd remember his face if I did. The bar scene is also more my sister's speed than it is mine. Oh God. It's also possible he's mistaking me for her. It's happened before.
While we look nearly identical at first to most people, we're actually fraternal twins. After a few interactions, most people can tell us apart. I have a distinctive Marilyn Monroe mole on the right side above my lip, and my eyes are amber, where Marley's are closer to green. My mouth is too big for my face, my lips a little too full and my nose too small. At least that's my perception. Marley's also the more outgoing of the two of us and an inch taller. And about ten pounds lighter.
Marley is a little less cautious than I am with men, so there have been a few uncomfortable occasions where her previous hookups have approached me, asking why I haven't returned their calls. It's too bad if this is the case, because this guy is inordinately attractive and it would be nice if he wasn't one of my sister's castoffs.
His face is a masterpiece of masculine perfection; straight nose, high cheekbones, an angular jawline that could cut glass, full lips. Especially the bottom one. The kind of full that makes me think of kissing, with tongue, of course. He's all-American handsome with a shot of alpha hotness. It's a lethal combination for the state of my already damp panties.
"I recognize you." He has a low, rough voice, like the delicious scrape of fine grit sandpaper.
He breaks me out of my ogle daze. He must think I'm Marley. I'm actually rather disappointed. "I think maybe you've mistaken me for someone else."
"Oh no, sweetheart." His gaze rakes over me again. I feel very naked all of a sudden. And hot. It's really hot in here. "You drive a powder-blue Buick."
"How the heck —"
"I knew it!" he shouts, eyes alight with some kind of weird, victorious satisfaction as he points a long finger with a blue-black nail at me. Maybe he slammed it in a door or something. Or based on the way he's rudely pointing, maybe someone slammed it for him. "I fucking knew it! You hit my car."
I definitely would've remembered hitting someone's car, especially if a guy this good looking was driving it. He should probably come with a warning, like: Panties may combust if you get too close, or something. I take a step back since he's all up in my grill and clearly he's not looking to flirt like I originally thought. "I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."
"Don't play dumb with me! You think you can flip your ponytail" — he reaches out and flicks the end, which is rather startling — "flash a smile and some cleavage, and it's going to get you out of this. Well, think again, sweetheart. I guarantee my paint is still all over your bumper." He's leaning over me, face way too close to mine. So close I can see tiny gold flecks in his deep green eyes. They're an unusual shade. Dark like pine tree needles.
And he's chewing gum. Juicy Fruit. I can smell it when he breathes in my face. I would've expected a man like him to chew something more along the lines of Polar Ice, or Arctic Ice — strong mint.
I put a hand on his chest and take one deliberate step backward as he opens his mouth to resume his tangent. It's a solid chest. Extremely hard. His gaze darts down, brows furrowed. I use his distracted state to my advantage. "First of all ..." I point my finger in his face, like he did to me. "Don't 'sweetheart' me. That's condescending. Secondly, I'm sure I would've noticed if I'd hit another car. Thirdly, there are literally hundreds of powder-blue Buicks in this stupid city. It's not an uncommon car. And I'd like to point out, that the cleavage comment was completely unnecessary and unwarranted and actually, pretty damn sexist."
He blinks a couple of times, possibly taken aback. That expression doesn't last long. His lip curls in a sneer and that pretty all-American handsomeness morphs into downright malevolent hotness. "Nice try, sweetheart. But there's no way I'd forget you." His gaze sweeps over me — it's not in an unappreciative way either.
I poke his hard chest. "Stop leering at me, you pervert. I don't know what kind of drugs you've been snorting, but I assure you, you've got the wrong person."
"Oh shit!" my sister's voice comes from behind me.
I turn to find Marley doing an about-face, and then she breaks into a little grapevine step as she moves back toward me. Her eyes are wide, mouth contorted into some kind of grimace as she grabs my wrist.
"What the fuck? There are two of you?" hot-crazy guy asks, eyes bouncing between us.
"We gotta go." Marley latches onto my hand and drags me down the aisle, away from crazy-hot suit.
"Whoa! Wait a damn second!"
Hot suit makes a grab for me, but Marley yanks me out of the way and shoves my shopping cart at him — hard. He's not quite quick enough to get out of the way, and the corner of the cart slams right into his crotch. He doubles over with a groan and aggressively pushes the cart aside. It ricochets into a display of canned peaches, which spill into the aisle with a deafening crash.
"What the heck, Mar?"
"Come the fuck on!" She sprints down the aisle, dragging me behind her. I'd protest, but I don't think I have much choice in the matter, considering the death grip she has on my hand, or the fact that she's assaulted the sexy-crazy suit with my shopping cart.
Marley fast-walks to the exit, glancing over her shoulder. "Act natural."
"Will you tell me what's going on? Who is that guy?"
She flips her hair over her shoulder and smiles as we pass the cashiers and the automatic doors open. Marley fast-walks down the sidewalk toward our car. "I may have tapped that guy's car last Saturday when I was shopping."
I stop walking, which brings her to a jarring halt. She yanks on my arm. "Seriously, come on. I'll explain when we're in the car."
"Nope. No way. You explain now."
Her eyes are bouncing all over the place. "It's not a big deal. I just grazed his bumper." Marley spin and tries to push me forward from behind. "Now let's get out of here before he finds us again. We should probably shop somewhere else for a while."
I stumble forward a step and then spin away from her. "You hit that guy's car?"
"It was more of a graze. At least I think it was." She wrings her hands and makes her oh crap face.
Now crazy-hot suit guy seems a lot less crazy and much more justified in his reaction. Except for the cleavage comment. That was still unnecessary. "It sure didn't seem like nothing with the way he freaked out in there."
"He's probably overreacting. Where are your keys?" She's still wringing her hands.
I pat my hip with the intention of keeping my purse safe and away from my sister. Except all I end up patting is my actual hip. I look down, running my hands over my stomach, searching for the cheap, faux-leather knockoff. "Oh fudge."
"My purse. It's in the cart. I have to go back and get it."
Marley grabs the back of my tank. "You can't! What if he's still in there?" "It has my identification in it, Marley. And my bankcards, and my money, and keys to the car and the apartment. I can't leave it in there!" Marley flails and paces around in a circle. "What if he's waiting for us to come back and get it?"
"You can stay here if you want, but I'm going back for it. I'm not leaving my purse behind because you hit some guy's car in a parking lot. I can't believe you just drove away!"
"I thought I tapped it, and then I panicked." Her fingers are at her mouth now. "I didn't want to drive up our insurance premiums over some guy and his Tesla."
"You hit a Tesla?" This keeps getting worse.
"Anyone who has the money to buy a Tesla has the money to fix it, right?" Marley says.
"So you drove off! Jeez, Marley. What were you thinking?" I shake my head. I'd like to say I'm surprised by this, but sadly I'm not. Marley doesn't always use common sense in day-to-day life.
"I don't know. I wasn't thinking. That's the problem, I guess."
I'm about to go back into the store, but stop short at the sight of the suit leaning against the side of my car, one ankle crossed over the other, all calm like. Dangling from a single finger is my knockoff, hot-pink Coach purse. "Forget something?"CHAPTER 2
Getting hit in the nuts with a full grocery cart hurts like hell. But I keep the smug smile in place as one of the twins walks toward me. The one who apparently didn't hit my car. The other one — who did hit my car — stands about twenty feet away, nervously twisting her hands.
The twin making her way closer seems fairly embarrassed. Her cheeks are a fiery shade of pink as she approaches, full lips pressed into a line that almost looks like a pout. Her eyes are on her purse, which is hanging from the end of my finger. Since she's not looking at me, I have the opportunity to check her out. Again.
Last week, I stopped at this grocery store on the way to my brother's after a meeting I had in Manhattan. It hadn't been a fun meeting, so I'd already been in a salty mood as a result. I've never been to this store before — but it's not too far from his place on the beach, and I was in a bit of a rush at the time and in need of a bathroom. I figured while I was there, I could pick up some steaks for the barbeque and a whole lot of beer. As I was standing in line, waiting to check out, I noticed a woman with a belt full of vegetables and a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch — one of my favorite juvenile indulgences.
Once I cashed out, I headed to the parking lot, where I noticed the same woman slip into the driver's seat of her car — parked beside mine. And then I proceeded to watch her scrape the front of her car across my rear quarter panel when she pulled out of her parking spot. I stood frozen in horror as she ruined the paint job on my two-hundred-thousand-dollar car. I was expecting her to jump out of her car to check on the damage, or even to leave a note, because that's what a decent human being would do. But no, she stopped for a moment, looked around, saw me standing all the way by the entrance of the grocery store, and drove off.
And now here she is again, except there are two of her. I hadn't notice her then — she was just a woman who liked Cinnamon Toast Crunch and hit my car. But when I saw her in the cereal aisle and really got a good look at her, I noted how gorgeous she was. The kind of beautiful that numbs your tongue and jacks up your heart rate. It's odd, but despite them being nearly identical, I'm only attracted to the one approaching me. It's also good to know that I'm not into women who pull hit-and-runs.(Continues…)
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1: Angry Hot Guy,
Chapter 2: Double Trouble,
Chapter 3: Negotiations,
Chapter 4: Date,
Chapter 5: Globes of Goodness,
Chapter 6: Beach House Sixty-Nine,
Chapter 7: Beach Babes,
Chapter 8: Just Beachy,
Chapter 9: Seaweed Attack,
Chapter 10: The Orgasmator,
Chapter 11: Embarrassment Forever,
Chapter 12: Fates Align,
Chapter 13: Negotiations: Round Two,
Chapter 14: Dancing in the Sand,
Chapter 15: Cuddle Fuck,
Chapter 16: Relationship Goals,
Chapter 17: Wheeling and Dealing,
Chapter 18: Flipping Out,
Chapter 19: Baby Brother Tantrums,
Chapter 20: Counter Offers,
Chapter 21: Alternate Locations,
Chapter 22: Shopping Trips,
Chapter 23: Hardware and Other Necessary Items,
Chapter 24: Gnome Sweet Gnome,
Chapter 25: Free Fall,
Chapter 26: Un-know,
Chapter 27: Empty Bed,
Chapter 28: Truths,
Chapter 29: Mission,
Chapter 30: Little Gifts of Love,
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A stand alone novel from the very talented Helena Hunting. I Flipping Love You had me laughing so much it hurt. I loved the premise of this book and could not wait to dive in. When lawyer Pierce decides to take some time off and help his brother out by flipping houses, he has no idea that his life is about to change in ways he never imagined. Firstly he mistakenly meets Rian and believes that she is the woman who caused damage to his car. Once Rian sorts out the mess and realises that it was in fact her twin who was the one involved, she has to negotiate a settlement with Pierce and this is where the fun begins. Romantic comedy is fast becoming one of my go to genres to read. I Flipping Love you was one of those books that had me laughing, smiling and generally feeling great. Pierce and Rian connected and the attraction and their chemistry together is smoking hot and almost electrifying. I love Ms. Hunting's style of writing, she ensures that her characters are not “perfect”. I was entertained and captivated from the start. If you want a fun, not too long romantic comedy to read, then I highly recommend this book, you won't be disappointed.
Rian (think Ryan with an I) and her sister Marley Sutton are twins, making a go in the real estate market on the Hamptons whle working toward a dream of rehabbing their old family home, the decades-abandoned mansion that was sold off before their parents absconded them to penury. Using Rian’s maths skills and Marley’s ‘people skills, they have managed to save nearly enough to buy their first flip-project. Well, if Marley didn’t leave a large scratch in the side of a Tessla and take off, never to be seen again, until today. Because today, Pierce Whitfield spies Rian in the aisle of the grocery store and confronts her: mistaking her for Marley. That confrontation, with the super-hot, obviously rich and handsome man was just the first in a series of chemistry-infused, snarky encounters that leave both Rian and Pierce off-balance and wanting more. Pierce Whitfield is a patent lawyer for the family firm, Amalie Dolls, the eldest of three children and one with a huge secret. He doesn’t want to be a lawyer, and his inability to have his father “hear” his concerns, combined with a sleepless-hangover induced mistake have led to a huge issue for the company, and his taking the summer off to work with his younger brother, Lawson: purchasing beach front properties to flip. Pierce is detail-oriented, handy and desperate to find something he wants to do that wll pay the bills: not just take a job in the family firm. His encounter with Rian is about to heat up significantly, however, as their purposes and plans will intersect, collide and perhaps even overlap. Like many of Hunting’s stories, these two arrive on the scene with more issues than days in the calendar. Pierce’s ex-fiancé was a social-climbing, unfaithful, not really loving woman: and he’s convinced no one will be able to know he’s got money (or family connections) and truly love him. Rian’s father used her incredible maths skills to bilk money from rich and poor alike, before gathering all the cash he could to escape punishment with their mother: leaving the girls to face the stigma of the family name and their guilt. Rian and Marley have reverted to their mother’s maiden names, buried the past behind them, if it wasn’t for their family home, their summer with Grandmother residence where everything was ‘normal’ and loving. Convinced that because of her connection to her father, and a touch guilty for the role she, as a child, played in the scams, after her only long-term boyfriend dumped her with an apple-tree reference, she’s not going to get close to anyone, or let a relationship develop that will lead to her having to explain her family. Together, these two hit the mark everywhere – from issue and insecurity driven mistaken conclusions, failing attempts to remain prickly and aloof in the face of a major sweetness onslaught, enough steam rising from the two to power an engine, and some truly panty-melting dirty talk from Pierce when it most matters, they are made for each other, as everyone around them can see. A lovely, fun, funny and hot story where expectations are flipped on their heads and the true work to renovate and rebuild hope and trust are at the forefront. I received an eArc copy of the title from the publisher via NetGalley for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.
Love this standalone by Helena Hunting. Plus if you read her Mills brother series we get to see a peak at past couples. Rian and Pierce were the perfect couple in the essence they matched as a 2/10 on a dating site. Yet, Pierce will not stop chasing after her after several chance encounters. Her nickname for him was an profanity. Eventually he wears her down and breaks her walls she has built to the point she finds love with him. Tons of great pop cultural references that make life great.
This was so cute! I have a mighty need for this to become a movie. And yet I also don’t need it to be a movie because I’ve already seen it in my head thanks to Helena Hunting’s wonderful story telling skills. It’s so hard to say this because I loved the other Shacking Up series books so much, but I’m going to say it anyway. This is my favourite book in the series so far. Pierce and Rian have such amazing chemistry.
I flipping loved this book. Pierce and Rian are so much fun. Now I’m wondering if we will ever get Lawson’s story or Marley’s! Helena Hunting is my new favorite author, and I’m off now to go buy all her other books. :)
4.5☆ I Flipping Love You was a hoot!! I loved the concept of the book, I found it really interesting. Pierce and Rian are great! I loved them both and found them both hilarious! How they met was definitely unique and so funny! Their whole relationship was fun to read about and kept me hooked. There was more than just humor though, there was still the usual steam and sweetness that can be expected from Helena. The epilogue was adorable and a very fitting end for Pierce and Rian.
I'm not usually one for contemporary romances outside the small-town niche, but I decided to take a chance on I Flipping Love You and ended up really enjoying it. What sold me on the book was the humor. The whole premise of a romance amid flipping houses over the summer was certainly not what I was expecting. Throw in one hilarious scene after another and plenty of fun banter between protagonists Rian and Pierce, and you have the perfect summer read. Rian was so much fun. She and her sister are making a go as realtors and getting their life on track. Their love for each other is clear from the very start and I loved that the theme of sisterhood prevailed throughout the book. And Rian was relatable on her own as she tries to make the best of her life and what she's been able to build up for herself over the years. I honestly didn't care about Pierce as much. The lawyer who needs a break so he plays fixer-upper with a few houses. But I didn't dislike him by any means and the chemistry between him and Rian was on point. But seriously, I Flipping Love You had HEAT. But for all the hot and heavy moments, there were just as many down-to-earth interactions, comedic relief scenes to break things up and move the story along. It was a good balance. I can't say I Flipping Love You was SUPER memorable other than dealing with realtors and fixing up houses (that's about all that really stuck out) but it was a highly entertaining read and I'd definitely recommend it if you're in search of a quick, fast-paced contemporary romance.
I Flipping Love You is the perfect summer read! It takes place in the Hamptons and is filled with flirting, teasing, laughing, and lots of flipping. I'm talking counter flipping, dryer flipping, and even some beach flipping. These characters were so fun to get to know, especially Pierce's cocky teasing and Rian's fierce sarcasm. Even the supporting characters in I Flipping Love You are strong characters with well developed personalities that add to the story. I can't believe I waited so long to finally pick up a Helena Hunting book. I've seen her books EVERYWHERE and they are always showing up in my "Recommended" reads on Goodreads and Amazon, but I haven't picked one up until now and I realize I have really been missing out. There was nothing about Pierce and Rian's story that I would change. It's fun and adorable and just flipping wonderful. I voluntarily received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Deep, sexy and just plain fun! Laugh out loud moments caught my attention, and extreme sexual chemistry between Rian and Pierce kept it! The story line is fairly fast paced as we're drawn into the story of Rian's past and our attention is held trying to figure out what's going to come of the two of them and the properties their siblings are fighting over! She hasn't summered in the Hamptons since her family lost their fortune years ago, but Rian Sutter is enjoying being back in her old stomping ground! She and her sister have finally done well enough in their real estate business to afford to buy a fixer upper to flip, and they're not going to stop there! Lawyer Pierce Whitfield doesn't usually spend his summers doing construction, but he's a bit down and out with his career at the moment and using some downtime to help his brother out with some renovation properties. When he meets Rian and sparks fly, he figures he just might be in for a summer fling ... but when they start competing for the same properties on the beach, sparks of a different type start flying!
If you are fan of Rom-Com Helena Hunting is the master, this contemporary romance has all the fun, quirky and steamy moments you love t oread. Pierce is looking for what he really wants to do in life, the family business just doesn’t do it, then comes Rian and everything is turned. This couple where so fun to read, the storyline got me reading all night long. I laugh and found myself wanting to read that one more chapter until I had to finish it.
I Flipping Love You is the third installment in Helena Hunting’s Shacking Up trilogy. This addition to the series was so buffed out it became lackluster. The main characters’ development was rudimentary; recreational banging and incessant bickering leads to more banging does not a solid relationship make. Rian, the female protagonist’s maturity was not only stunted but led to offensive inner monologue’s about several minor and main characters. Hunting used the cliché writing device of ‘let’s hold all of our secrets to the very end of the story and draw out conflict for tired reasoning. The lack of communication between Rian and Pierce was stultifying, and bred more bickering dialogue that held no pertinence to a mature relationship, which they definitely did not own. The stories premise was an original concept that did not meet any expectations set from it’s synopsis. The book’s opening held promise with it’s wit, humor and dialogue. Unfortunately, the character’s became linear and boring. As a Helena Hunting fan I was disappointed, especially because Shacking Up (the first installment of this series) was such a delightful, light comedy. I received an ARC from NetGalley and the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
Funny and sweet
I thoroughly enjoyed this book. I laughed so often at one point I thought they were going to ask me to leave the public location I was at while reading. I love the characters of Rian and Pierce. I could relate to Rian in so many ways and yet others just blew my mind. Trust is very hard for Rian given her family history and previous experiences. Pierce is the exception to the rule and he does everything to earn her trust. Their interactions were classic and hilarious. This is a definite must read. I foresee many re-reads in my future.
Rian and Marley Sutter are fraternal twins, but look almost identical. So it's not surprising that they often get mistaken for each other. While in the grocery store, Rian notices a handsome man following her around. She doesn't know if she's being stalked or if he's possibly flirting, until he confronts her with accusations of a hit and run. Rian has no idea what he's talking about, but knows Marley must be behind this. When Marley accosts Pierce with the grocery cart, grabs her sister's hand, and drags her out the store her suspicions are confirmed. Pierce catches up with them and lets Rian know Marley has cost them $2500 in repairs, that they don't have to spend. In order to keep Pierce from calling the police and putting it in through insurance, Rian agrees to pay Pierce and go on a "date" with him. Pierce Whitfield has never wanted for anything, except his father's approval. He became a patent attorney as that is what his father wanted. When he makes a costly mistake, he steps away to take a break until everything is settled. He joins his brother in flipping houses in the Hamptons. Neither wants to work for their father forever. While being a patent attorney affords him a life of luxury, it doesn't make him happy. Working with his hands, does. When he meets Rian, his curiosity is peaked. He's never met anyone like her. She's a hard worker, doesn't have a lot, but is proud. He also knows she's keeping secrets... I have to say this is my first Helena Hunting novel. I LOVED it!!! Two thumbs up! I loved the creepy dolls, the gnomes, Tripod. I loved how Rian and Marley were able to make something out of nothing. Having been abandoned by the people who are supposed to love and care for you, only to leave you with a mountain of their debt, and deceit. It's amazing how well adjusted they were. I loved how protective they are of each other and their dreams. I enjoyed the neon green speedo and cookie baking schemes to gain listings. Most of all, I loved who Pierce became with Rian. I read a gifted copy of this novel and all opinions stated are my own.
Talk about the perfect beach read! I adored this. It had everything I love in a story. Rian and Pierce had such a fantastic relationship. I loved their verbal sparring, the building sexual tension, and the animosity between the two. It was just so freaking entertaining, I couldn't get enough! I loved that this story is told from dual POVs, I really enjoyed getting to know Rian and Pierce, they had such great voices and internal dialogue. From their very first meeting I was all in. There were so many great things happening that had me laughing out loud and smiling. Pierce's relentless pursuit of Rian was so fun and I loved Rian's internal battle as everything unfolded. I love her opening up and when all the emotion comes into play. I really liked the push and pull to their relationship, it made it fun yet slightly complicated and just entertaining to watch unfold. There was a great cast of characters involved. I love the relationship that Rian had with her sister. How they’ve always been there for each other. The girls were just so strong and really persevered and overcame obstacles in their lives. Pierce's brother was pretty crazy but I liked what he added to the story. I also loved seeing Amalie and Lex from Hooking Up, that was a great addition. I thought this was a really well developed story and had an excellent build. I was excited while reading and couldn't wait for Rian to spill her secrets and for everything to come out. I Flipping Love You was one of those stories that was exactly what I needed. Light and fun with great characters that had me laughing out loud and cheering for an awesome HEA. I loved that simmering sexual tension and that entertaining verbal sparring as Pierce and Rian coming together. This was an absolute joy to read! Complimentary copy received for honest review.
This was a cute/hot light read. I have always enjoyed Ms. Hunting's books...esp the Pucked series. This book does not come close to those Pucked books. Nevertheless, the main characters do have good chemistry and there were moments I had a smile on my face from their back and forth quips. I loved that Pierce is Amalie's brother and we got to see a little peek with Amalie and Lex. Pierce is definitely a good guy....and throughout the book was always steadfast in his interest of Rian. In fact without Rian's paranoid mistrust of Pierce, there really would have been no story. Spunky heroines are so hard to write.....because a lot of times they end up being depicted as spoiled abd self-centered. And there were definitely times that Rian was annoying.....esp when she ran because she worked herself into a frenzy. Although i lost interest at the 30% mark......in the end, I would recommend this book as a fun, light summer read.
I Flipping Love You was a great book. I thoroughly enjoyed it. The story of Rian and Pierce was a great love story. For Rian it was from riches to rags and Pierce the opposite. Opposites attract but not necessarily easy or without some drama and issues. This book is funny but will tug at the heart strings and has some light drama. This is another great book from Helena Hunting.
This newly published book, I Flipping Love You, by Helena Hunting, was a complete and pleasant surprise. It is a smart and sexy romantic comedy about twin sisters who grew up spending summers on the beach in the Hamptons; and a lawyer whose career has hit an embarrassingly rough spot. I Flipping Love You is a funny and wonderfully romantic look at how relationships that get off to a very rocky start can develop passionately and beautifully. Rian and her sister, Marley, whose wealthy but dishonest parents abandoned them at the age of 18, worked odd jobs until old enough to take real estate courses. Then, starting from nothing, they built a profitable real estate business selling high-end homes. Now they are ready to transition into flipping houses. Pierce Whitfield is a patent attorney whose attorney father coerced him into a career practicing law. Pierce would prefer to be flipping houses, and does beautiful work. They meet in a grocery store in a not-so-pleasant situation, and the fireworks start there. Angry, but unable to resist the attraction, Rian and Pierce cannot stay away from each other. While I enjoyed the book, one thing that disappointed me is a character who was described in such a way that leads the reader to picture a woman in her 80s or older. She was later said to be 65. Almost immediately it was said that, with the elderly, bran muffins are always a win. Only a very young person would picture someone in her sixties as “elderly”. I admit that, due to the cheesy artwork on the book jacket, I expected another less-than-stellar romance novel. It was anything but. I thoroughly enjoyed I Flipping Love You, and hope there will be a sequel. What Makes This Book Reviewer Grumpy? - The author confusing the verb “bringing” and “taking”; “come” and “go”; - confusing “begs the question” with “raises the question” – they aren’t even close to having the same meaning; - combining two words into one word such as “superready” and “superfun”; - split infinitives; - misplacing the word “only” within sentences; - incomplete sentences; - ending a sentence with “at”; - single-sentence paragraphs.
At the start of this book, I was immediately drawn in by the witty humour. Pierce and Rian were wildly entertaining with their situational comedy and witty banter. However, I was completely unaware and unsuspecting of the deep emotional bond I was going to have with these characters. It should have been obvious to me much earlier in the story, but when I finally recognized the feelings, they hit me like a freight train. This a funny, sexy and heartwarming book with the ugly cry that I never saw coming. There wasn't anything particularly devastating that happened, so if that's your fear you can let that go. Sometimes you just have so much empathy for a fictional character because you can relate to their situation with heartbreaking accuracy. Sometimes a house is more than a home. It's a shrine of cherished memories, the place where a piece of your heart will forever live. This story was everything I didn't know I needed!
My Review Title: I loved living in the heads of Rian and Pierce! •*¨*• “I think you’re my new favorite person.” ~Pierce, Ch.10 •*¨*• What I loved about this book: Real estate heroine / Lawyer/House flipping hero / Easy-to-read / Entertaining / Wonderful characters / Witty / Original / Unpredictable / Page-turner (orally) / Romantic / Realistic / Steamy / HEA ★¸¸.•*¨*•★Minor Spoilers Alert★•*¨*•.¸¸★ Writing style: Dual POVs •*¨*• Lead Characters: Rian and Pierce •*¨*• Supporting characters: their siblings, Marley (Rian’s twin sister); Amalie and Lawson (Pierce’s sister and brother) •*¨*• One of my favorite internal observations was Pierce’s thoughts as this love story came to its HEA conclusion. She tastes like love. She feels like my future. Rian is the beginning and the end. She’s the fight I won’t give up. She’s the forever I won’t go. •*¨*• Story rating: ★★★★★ Would I recommend this book? Yes, absolutely! I’m a huge HGTV house hunting / selling/ renovating television show junkie, so their career in this industry excited and fascinated me. It was truly the perfect contemporary romance for me. I loved being inside the minds of both Rian and Pierce. I felt like I was living their story instead of just being a third-party observer like I normally do more often than not while reading a novel. I always love when that happens since it’s not as common as it used to be for me. Their love story is definitely one of my favorites so far in 2018, and I have no doubt that I will re-read it along with the two previous novels, Shacking Up and Hooking Up in this standalone series. Author Helena Hunting has never let me down, proving yet again why she is one of my top favorite auto-buy authors. ❤
This review will be brief and straight to the point. Rian and Pierce, the main couple, were great together. I especially loved Rian’s humorous inner monologues, feistiness, and her witty back and forth banter with Pierce. Since both of them preferred relationship type intimacy, I was pleased as punch they weren’t stereotypical looking for love in all the wrong kinds of places type characters. No, both had been celibate awhile but had some baggage they had to deal with before they could completely move on with their future. It was especially sweet how hard and fast Pierce fell for Rian. Make no mistake though, their spontaneous, can’t keep their hands to themselves smexy scenes were off the charts graphically steamy with lusty language to boot. There is a brief OW cameo/reference, but nothing to worry about, folks. Pierce is not pining over that failed long term relationship. No, he’s got a perfectly clear conscious and realizes he dodged a bullet by not marrying that woman. There is a knucklehead moment near the end that pops up, which causes some brief relationship angst. Of course, these two meant to be together lovebirds work it all out and get their romantic HEA. Title: I Flipping Love You, Series: Shacking Up (Book 3), Author: Helena Hunting: Pages: 320, stand-alone but part of a series, good guy hero, a knucklehead moment, HEA, both betrayed in the past, very steamy scenes with lusty language, loved how he fell for her and wouldn’t give up. Book 1 - Shacking Up Book 2 - Getting Down Book 3 - Hooking Up Book 4 - I Flipping Love You (I voluntarily read and reviewed an advanced reader copy of this book via NetGalley. All thoughts and opinions are my own. I was not given any payment or compensation for this review, nor is there any affiliation or relationship between this reviewer and the author/publisher/NetGalley.)
So I love Helena Hunting and love most of her books and even though I was excited that we were getting a book on Pierce, Amalie's brother I wasn't crazy about this one. I loved loved Pierce, but I wasn't crazy about Rian I liked Marley better. i understand that she couldn't trust anybody due to her tragic background, but I felt that she was overly bitchy to Pierce and I couldn't understand why he chased her, but atlast we he did and there were parts of the story that were funny but not like I am used to with this author so I was bummed. And, we did get a peek at Amalie and Lex but I wanted more!!! And I was dying to hear about Ruby but we didn't get that and I was sad..Anyhoo, not bad but not what I was expecting.
Funny and heart warming
What a fun and sexy read. H.H. is one of my favorite authors.