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The Hang Up: First Impressions #2 by Tawna Fenske

The Hang Up: First Impressions #2 by Tawna Fenske

Contemporary romance is on the blog today with Tawna Fenske and the second book in her First Impressions series. Please read on for my review and excerpt, check out the tour stops to see what other readers thought, and don’t forget to enter the tour-wide giveaway where you could win a $20 Amazon Gift Card.  But first

The Hang Up

Tawna Fenske has a knack for creating characters that could be over the top with too many quirky traits or dialogue that seems to lean to humor rather than purpose, but just before I’d start to roll my eyes, she hits us with a moment that explains it all, and brings the characters into a new light.

Jason is a mountain-climbing CEO with an edge who wants to clean his image. After all – he’s NOT all bad boy, there is his nephew Henry, who he dotes on and nothing is more important than Henry and his sister’s health and well-being. So he doesn’t always bother to dress in the latest and greatest, and yeah, he was mistaken for a homeless man once, but he’s not worried about what people think.

Miriam is a PR guru, and a bit tougher to get to know. She’s a bit of the ‘all business all the time” sort of girl, and she’s often quick to step in to “fix” situations. Her mistaking her newest neighbor for a homeless man isn’t so terrible, until he happens to be the CEO of a company that is one of her biggest clients.  Fortunately for her, Jason is actually not offended, and finds her amusing and intriguing.

These two are really cute together, and get better as Miriam starts to loosen up and treat her client as a friend… then more. Their chemistry is solid, their dialogue is often skewed in a way that puts her, Miss Carefully Chosen Words and Reactions, at a disadvantage, which is endearing once she starts to realize it is not a battle, but a friendship with potential.

Secondary characters, especially Henry with his spot-on observations and no-nonsense utterances add to the story in ways that only a child can, as the adults struggle to explain themselves and their relationship – forcing them to face questions and issues they may otherwise have ignored. Once the flow and story took off – it TOOK OFF – and I whipped through the pages, dying to know what would happen next.  A bit of a rush to the end left me with a few questions, but this book did contain moments with characters from the earlier book – so perhaps the tale of Jason and Miriam will have a ‘check in moment’ that will solidify their happy ending. A great tale for someone who wants a little laughter and lightness in their romance.

The Hang Up: First Impressions #2 by Tawna Fenske

Title: The Hang Up
Author: Tawna Fenske
Series: First Impressions #2
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Published by: Entangled Publishing, Entangled: Lovestruck
ISBN: 1633756432
Published on: 13 June, 2016
Format:eARC
Source: Publisher via NetGalley
Pages: 220
Rated: four-stars
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About the Book:

PR specialist Miriam Ashley makes her living cleaning up bad boys. Mountain climber-turned-CEO Jason Sanders should be an easy fix. And with a nephew to care for, he’s motivated. The problem? Every time she tries to help Jason get his head in the boardroom, they end up in the bedroom.

What the hell is she thinking? He’s the definition of off-limits. Not just because he’s a client—he spends his free time risking his life mountain climbing. The same thing that got her father killed. She’s not going to open her heart to a guy who could disappear at the drop of a…well, she’d rather not finish that thought.

She needs to leave complicated alone, but every time she sees Jason, something tells her it’s her who might fall…

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A copy of this title was provided via Publisher via NetGalley for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.

 

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“Homeless?” He quirked an eyebrow at her, which made more cracks in the mud on his face. “I’m not homeless. I just bought a place down the street. Two blocks away—it’s the blue duplex with the white shutters.”

 

He pointed toward a shady, tree-lined section of the neighborhood, and she recalled seeing the glossy “sold” sticker tacked up on the real estate sign a few weeks ago.

 

She looked back at the man. Okay, upon closer inspection, she could see he wore expensive running shoes and trendy, designer athletic apparel, even if it was covered in mud. What the hell?

 

“I just did the Tough Mudder,” he said, answering her unasked question. “You know, the big race with all the mud pits and obstacles?”

 

“Right,” Miriam said, and recognition dawned as the guy turned around to show her the dirt-covered number pinned to his back. At least, that’s what she assumed he was showing her, though her eyes strayed down to one of the most impressive asses she’d ever seen.

 

Even if it was covered in mud.

 

The guy turned back around before she thought to avert her gaze. The result was an awkward five-second pause where she found herself staring at his crotch.

 

Also very impressive.

 

She gave herself a mental slap and met his eyes again. “So what are you doing walking around looking like a giant malt ball? Don’t they have showers or something at the finish line?”

 

He grinned, flashing a set of perfectly white teeth that contrasted with the mud. “Just hoses. Hoses with really cold water. I figured since I only lived a couple miles from the race course, I could just run there as my warm-up and run home as my cooldown, and then I could grab a warm shower at home.”

 

“Right,” Miriam said, trying to wrap her brain around the idea of willingly running four miles on top of whatever the hell they ran in the actual race. People really did this on purpose?

 

“The thing is,” the guy continued, “I lost my key somewhere in the racecourse, and now I can’t get back in my house to shower off in time to make it to a doctor’s appointment.”

 

Sympathy fluttered through her belly, or maybe that was anxiety. Probably anxiety. The mention of doctors and hospitals and anything medically related tended to send her spiraling down a path of panicked memories and despondent terror, and she found herself gripping her keys a little tighter. “You have to get to the doctor?” she asked.

 

“The appointment’s at two. Please, I just need to borrow your phone to call a locksmith. Then I’ll be out of your hair, I swear.”

 

She glanced at him, then back at her house. Her phone was back on the entry table, but right beside that was her guest bathroom with a shower the guy could use without stepping more than five feet inside her place. Ordinarily she’d think twice about inviting a strange man into her home, but there was something about this man that made her consider it. She could always stand there with a butcher

knife, ready to stick it in him if he tried anything funny. She hesitated, then looked back at the guy.

 

“I’m Jason, by the way,” he said, smiling wider. “Jason Sanders. I’d shake your hand, but I don’t want to get mud on you.”

 

“Miriam.” She added polite and considerate to his list of attributes. His eyes were kind, and he seemed sweet and well-spoken.

 

That’s probably what every serial killer’s victim thinks just before he strangles her with her own panty hose.

 

But she wasn’t wearing panty hose, and she did have a soft spot for friendly, burly, blue-eyed, stubble-jawed guys in need.

 

“Come on,” she said and turned toward her walkway.

 

“Follow me.”

 

“Follow you where?”

 

“My house. You can’t stand out here being dirty.”

 

He quirked one eyebrow, which caused the mud to crack on his forehead. “You’d rather I be dirty in your house?”

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About Tawna Fenske

Tawna Fenske is a romantic comedy author who writes humorous fiction, risqué romance, and heartwarming love stories with a quirky twist. Her offbeat brand of romance has been praised by Booklist as “A tame Carl Hiaasen on cupid juice,” and RT Book Reviews nominated her debut novel for contemporary romance of the year. Tawna is a fourth generation Oregonian who can peel a banana with her toes and who loses an average of 20 pairs of eyeglasses per year. She lives in Bend, Oregon with her husband, step kids, and a menagerie of ill-behaved pets.

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Comments

Jenn McElroy

I absolutely LOVE Tawna Fenske! She’s hysterical! Thank you for your review :-).

Lenna Hendershott

Tawna’s books are always great. Thanks for the blog post and giveaway <3