“No passion, no emotion, no originality—a train wreck of epic portions.”

Those were the words to describe Eve Thorton’s exhibition. Not even a fine arts degree from Yale or her daddy’s bank account could save her from the scathing reviews. And failure was a word Eve would never be comfortable with. Not even close.

Plotting the demise of every critic who’d written her off was her first instinct. But that would come later. Instead, she would show them that she wasn’t a bored socialite with more money than talent.

She would prove everyone wrong, and she wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty. But when her journey for redemption crashed headfirst into Josh Logan, the sexy, talented tattooist from Queens, getting her hands dirty took on a whole new meaning.

Josh was everything Eve wasn’t, translating on skin what she couldn’t onto her canvas. All she had to do was convince him to share his jaw-dropping brilliance, and help her—seeing him naked—a bonus. Then she could go back to her regular life, vindicated.

It should have been easy. Pity her plans had a habit of derailing.

 

 

In a field of white sheep once again I am the black one. Going to keep this short and sweet. I can see why everyone finds it appealing as I did enjoy the beginning and the end of the book. The middle? Meh not so much but I can truly say it is me and not the book.

I think I can’t deal with romantic comedy neither in books or films. The author has a unique writing style that is funny and keeps you smiling throughout the book. We also get the Hero’s POV which is seldom in books.

I didn’t like the heroine. I loved the Hero but somehow it still all felt somewhat flat to me. I’m tickled pink for all of you who liked it and this is solely my opinion on the book. One of many.