Sex. Lies. Greed. Power. Scandal. Politics.Political strategist, Elizabeth McNeal has been called a lot of things throughout her career—bitch being at the top of the list—but she doesn’t let it get to her. She’s bold, she’s blunt, and she takes orders from no one. This is how she’s survived working in a man’s world. She’s the master of diversion, and her specialty is winning an election—no matter the cost.
That is, until she meets her new client, Democratic candidate, Congressman William Baxter. Kind, considerate, insanely handsome, honest, and ten years her junior, he’s a unicorn among politicians. He infuriates her. He challenges her. Most of all, he makes her see past the scandalous world of politics and helps her to discover the heart of the woman inside her.
With sparks flying between them and the election rapidly approaching, the last thing either of them need is to be caught in a compromising position. Some lines are meant to be crossed and some rules broken, but for Elizabeth and Liam is it worth the cost of being politically incorrect?
Rating : 3.5 out of 5 Stars
I’m a sucker for political romances, so reading this book was a no-brainer! As it happens, this was a great pick, with a strong heroine and a straightforward and honest hero, who is also a rising star in politics.
Elizabeth McNeal’s life is focused on what is important to her: her teenage daughter and her career. She is a renowned political strategist and prides herself on being the best at her job. In her mid-forties, she is still looking for Mr. Right, without much success.
She reluctantly accepts an offer to run the campaign of a young congressman, William, Liam, Baxter. She has doubts about him and considers him a rookie. Liam Baxter might be 34, but he is a shrewd and charismatic politician. Despite her initial objections, Elizabeth instantly trusts Liam. He is a man of conviction, honest and quick-witted. They are constantly arguing about everything, though, starting from his flashy ties. I loved their interactions, their easy banter. However, I found that the attraction between them was a bit too instant for my liking. A relationship between them could result in a huge scandal and hurt their careers. But they can’t stay away from one another and are obviously not good at keeping things under wraps. Are they ready to face the obstacles on their path to happiness?
Overall, this story was entertaining, with likeable characters and a well-developed plot. This book is a standalone, told in Elizabeth’s point of view. It was my first book by Jeanne McDonald, and it won’t be my last.
An advanced copy of this book was provided by the author.
“You’ve been avoiding me all night, Elizabeth.”
My brain was on overload. His close proximity was killing my resolve. I pushed back against the very thing I wanted the most – to simply give into my desires. The pragmatic side of me took over, scratching and clawing to regain control.
“Congressman, if you haven’t noticed, I’ve been busy doing what you hired me to do.”
“I did hire you for a job. And I’ve been satisfied with you, until today.”
“I beg your pardon?” I gasped.
“I’ve just spent the last several hours selling you like you’re God himself. Not to mention all the hours I’ve invested in this campaign.”
“All of that’s true, and I thank you, but at this moment I don’t really care about the campaign.” He chuckled, taking a step forward, forcing my back against the lockers. I hit the metal with an oomph. My hands flattened against the cold steel. My eyes darted to the left and then to the right. This was bad. So bad. I began to freak over what our little standoff might look like to the media.
“Liam, we can’t do this here. What about the media?” I tried to push him back, but his large form wouldn’t budge.
“I don’t care,” he stated intensely.
“But I do. After tonight’s rally…” The corner of Liam’s mouth quirked upward. “Forget the rally or the media. Tell me why you’re avoiding me.”
He dipped his head, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. I withered at the feel of his tongue flicking my earlobe. All control was gone now. Kaput. Vanished. I was falling apart in his arms, which was the complete opposite of how he appeared to be.
Teeth grazed along my neck, a flick of his tongue followed. A small squeak and a heavy gasp expelled from me. My hands reached around his back, digging into the fabric of his jacket.
“Because I can’t resist you anymore.”
Damn him for being able to pull the truth out of me.