The Playboy Bachelor
Book Review - THE PLAYBOY BACHELOR by RACHEL VAN DYKEN
The Playboy Bachelor is a quick and easy read with two former best friends that are forced together and end up having to find a way to navigate through what happened in the past. Bentley is the typical manwhore. He bottles up his feelings by doing what everyone expects of him which is almost being the one that doesn't have a care in the world and lives his life as a typical rich bachelor. But deep down Bentley has some issues and he masks them. Margot has shut herself off from the world after a horrific accident where she suffers loss that has left her closing up her heart. These two haven't seen each other in years and thanks to an auction and some scheming from Bentley grandfather and Margot's grandmother they are forced to spend some time with each other. There are some tense moments as these two have a battle of words at times hitting below the belt. However the feelings are still there and we get a somewhat funny and sweet romance as these two find that connection that they had all those years ago. I definitely enjoyed this book and am looking forward to more from this series.
Reviewed by Mel
She's no Sleeping Beauty. And he's definitely no prince . . .Margot McCleery could have lived her whole life without seeing Bentley Wellington again-her ex-best friend and the poster boy for Hot, Rich Man-Whores everywhere. But Margot's whiskey-augmented grandmother "buys" Bentley at a charity bachelor auction, and now suddenly he's at her door. Impossibly charming. Impossibly sexy. And still a complete and utter jackass. Bentley's just been coerced by his grandfather to spend the next thirty days charming and romancing the reclusive red-haired beauty who hates him. The woman he abandoned when she needed him the most. Bentley knows just as much about romance as he knows about love-nothing. But the more time he spends with Margot, the more he realizes that "just friends" will never be enough. Now all he has to do is convince her to trust him with her heart . . .