The Unexpected Wedding Guest

The Unexpected Wedding Guest
by Aimee Carson
Published by Harlequin Kiss
224 pages
Genre: chick lit
Thanks to NetGalley for the preview
3 / 5

Poor Reese. She got married at nineteen, and that lasted a year. Now, ten years later, she’s due to marry the staid, respectful, responsible Dylan. There she is, trying on her big pouffy wedding gown, and who should walk in, but that ex-husband of hers.

Mason is freshly returned from his third stint in Afghanistan with the Marines, but his difficulty sleeping and adjusting led a therapist to suggest he make peace with Reese. Mason also has other, um, performance issues (wink wink), and those concern him as well.

Sure. You know what’s going to happen, and you are correct. First Dylan postpones the wedding, and then Mason decides to stick around to “help” Reese. And by “help,” I think we all know he particularly intends to rock his naughty bits and hers against the headboard.

We are told – time and again – that under Mason’s tutelage, Reese unleashed her inner vixen. Mason recalls how dirty she would get, how insatiable. Never in detail, though, and that’s unfortunate. We get detail on Reese’s wedding dress and some frozen ice sculptures, but aside from a couple faints mention of their past, we don’t know a whole lot. We know what caused their marriage to end, and that undoubtedly is important, but aside from their sexual connection, what did these two have together?

Now, sexually, they are quite copacetic. Mason’s manly appendage may not have been responsive prior to him showing up for Reese’s wedding, but it sure is now. And it doesn’t take long for Reese to crave the sexual intensity she shared with him. But again I ask: what else is there between them?

The sex scenes are hot, and the book is a quick, fun read. If it ends a little too neatly and easily, I wonder if I expected too much from it. The point here is to show a romance, dabble in some sexy times, and end on a happy note. This book accomplishes those three directives.

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