This book in the House of Payne series is about Max and Pari (Paradise). First off, I honestly feel bad for Pari and her sister because those are awful names. No really really bad. The story is part of a series that is centered around the tattoo shop, House of Payne, and the people who work there. Some of the aspects of tattooing are hit upon, but some I kind of was like really?? They mentioned this shop was a real artists studio, but then some of the conversations between the characters made it sound like the tattoo artists didn’t always know what they were doing on their next appointment. An expensive tattoo studio that prides themselves on their art are not going to be doing cover-ups on someones ass. They just aren’t.
All that said I still enjoyed this story. The leading characters, Max and Pari, kind of fell for each other instantly. The book was long, but even so it felt like these too got together quickly. If you like bad boy insta love books this is the read for you. The sex was hot,and while they frequently had sex those scenes were kind of brief. The author didn’t drag them out. Just kind of intense, and in the words of Pari, Bang-Zoom to the Moon. Their issues were these long drawn out problems with miscommunication, and while they had bumps in the road it was usually resolved followed by a round or two of make-up sex. Overall I really enjoyed this book. I have not read any others in this series, but I will be picking them up and adding them to my must read list.
TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains flashbacks of violence and drug abuse, and the impact of these factors on family members. If you have issues with these elements, this book is not for you.
Chicago’s premiere tattoo studio, House Of Payne, is across the street from the Mad Cow diner, but it might as well be on another planet as far as waitress Paradise Simone is concerned. She’s a good girl from Waukegan with a past she’d rather forget, and a future that goes only as far as the next day. What does she know about superstars and paparazzi?
But Pari does know danger when she sees it, and tattooist Max Kulagin has it written all over him. A proper Waukegan girl should know to steer well clear, but she can’t resist Max when he leaves beautiful, intimate art sketched out on cheap diner napkins.
Beautiful, intimate art…of her.
Max knows ugliness. He was born in it. Raised in it. Had it shoved down his throat every goddamn day. So when he stumbles across true beauty, he worships it. There’s a deep sensuality in the waitress who likes to suck on her pen whenever he’s around, and he’s just the man to bring that beauty out in her. She might be a lady in the street, but one look at Pari tells him she’s going to be a freak in the bed.
And in the shower.
And while he’s driving with her head going to town in his lap.
The life Max leads might be in the spotlight, but it’s Pari who gets caught in the glare. When her past catches up to her, it’s her life that holds all the excitement, and not in a good way. But there’s no force on earth that can take Max’s beautiful Paradise away now that he’s finally found it.
***This standalone, mildly erotic contemporary romance contains a woman with an oral fixation and a man who’s happy to encourage it. There are multiple sex scenes that include oral sex. No cheating, no love triangles, no cliffhangers. HEA guaranteed. Due to adult language and sexual content, this book is not intended for people under the age of eighteen***
A competitive figure skater from the age of eight, Stacy Gail wrote stories between events to pass the time. By fourteen, she told her parents she was either going to be a skating coach who was also a romance writer, or a romance writer who was also a skating pro. Now with a day job of playing on the ice with her students, and writing everything from PNR and cyberpunk to contemporary romance at night, both dreams have come true.