Wicked Sexy Liar (Wild Seasons #4)
Gallery / February 2, 2016 / $16.00 print, $7.99 digital
When three college besties meet three hot guys in Vegas, anything can—and does—happen. Book Four in the New York Times Wild Seasons series that began with Sweet Filthy Boy (the Romantic Times book of the year that Sylvia Day called “a sexy, sweet treasure of a story”), Dirty Rowdy Thing, and Dark Wild Night.
For two people ambivalent about dating and love, they sure get naked around each other an awful lot . . .
London Hughes is very content to surf daily, tend bar, hang out with her group of friends, and slowly orient herself in the years after college. Everything’s going great and according to the non-plan.
But when a wave knocks her for a loop one morning, then Luke Sutter’s flirtatious smile knocks her for another that evening, she veers slightly off course…and into his path. Sure, he’s a total player, but theWhy not—it’s only one night is a persistent voice in her ear.
For his part, Luke’s been on hookup autopilot for so long that he rarely ever pauses to consider what he’s doing. But after an amazing time with London, he realizes that he hasn’t been moving on from a devastating heartbreak so much as he’s been drifting to wherever—and whomever—the current takes him. With London he wants more.
Every relationship involves two people…plus their pasts. And as much as she enjoys her fling with Luke, when London learns about his past—more specifically, who’s in it—everything becomes the brand of complicated she strives to avoid. It’s up to Luke then to change some things in order to try and ensure he’s not something she’ll outright avoid as well.
There is no shortage of entertainment with Christina Lauren’s latest installment of the Wild Seasons series, Wicked Sexy Liar. Dare I say it? London and Luke, or L², as I’ll affectionately call them, just might be my favorite couple of the series thus far – sorry, LOliver! Why? Because London and Luke both have commitment issues manifested from legitimate past experiences, but together, they have mad chemistry, aren’t afraid to dish the smackdowns (or receive them, in Luke’s case), and can laugh at themselves, while finally being honest with why they’ve both been running from relationships for so long.
We learn right away that London doesn’t trust men, especially men like Luke. In order to ensure she doesn’t fall for Luke, she reminds herself why she must keep her safety bubble intact.
Luke seems to get me, better than I’d like to let him believe. Unfortunately, he’s flaky, has douche friends, is a womanizer, and – after this morning’s drama? – is completely off-limits.
Yes, if you haven’t guessed by now, Luke is Mia’s (From Sweet Filthy Boy) Luke. The Luke who dated Mia for six years before breaking up and then sleeping with any female with a nice body for the past four years, Luke. The Luke who was once best friends with Harlow and Lola. This past connection to London’s roommate and budding set of friends meant Luke was completely off-limits and London won’t break the girlfriend code.
But the chemistry between L² is sooo good. We want them together. We know they’re good together. They even know they’re good together. So why do they keep lying to themselves?
I never planned on seeing Luke again…It’s also why it takes me a moment to get my bearings when he walks into Fred’s with Not-Joe, Oliver’s goofy employee and one of my favorite people.
But I’m not looking for a repeat. I knew it last night – even when it was so good I kept thinking, I don’t want this to end, I don’t ever want him to come and this to be over – and my instinct is reaffirmed now as I watch yet another brunette sidle up next to him.
This is why hookups never work for me: I don’t like having to mentally process it all after. I don’t like questioning my behavior, questioning theirs. There are too many rules to such a game that are purported to have no strings attached.
Fate and/or attraction, however, make it impossible for them to both walk away. I love that this dance is happening by both Luke and London. And when they finally have that epiphany that this connection might be something special? The courtship that happens next is addictive, though still wrought with fear, tension, comedy, and some serious soul-searching come to Jesus moments.
…sometimes we all have to stop thinking about what could hurt us and just…jump.”
His words hit me like a fist between my ribs because I am scared, and I’m most definitely afraid to jump. Sometimes I see Luke as that guy, the one I watched out for, the type of guy who walked out of a club with another girl the day after having sex with me, whose phone never stops ringing with one booty call after another.
But then he’s jumping into an ocean when it terrifies him and having tea parties, and telling me about this girl he loved so much that he would have done anything for her. He’s doing all of this to spend time with me, and it terrifies me how much I want him, because I’ve been there before and I was so, so wrong.
Because what we do know about Luke is that once he commits, he loves hard. Breaking down London’s titanium strength walls is going to take effort. After their supposed “one night stands” just getting Lola to spend time with Luke again is going to take some effort. But once Luke puts his mind to it, he doesn’t do things half-assed. He might be a little rusty in his wooing skills, however.
“Let’s make a deal,” he says, and licks a smear of frosting from his thumb. “I’ll let you hang out in my room when real life blows, provided you let me feel you up at least once while you’re there. Twelve-year-old me would be really impressed with that.”
“And they say chivalry is dead.”
When it comes to Wicked Sexy Liar, chivalry’s not necessarily dead, though it does take some nudging in order to wake it up from its slumber. Those nudges suck me into L²’s “relationship that wasn’t supposed to happen” and keep me obsessed until their love floats through the air like a golden chariot. Kick-ass, sassy women in Luke’s family (Gram and his sister Margot) round out this perfect courtship and I fall in even more love–is that possible?–with Christina Lauren’s stories. Now I just need Not-Joe’s and Margot’s story. Will they be one in the same? Can a girl dream???
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Tanya is a fanatic of all things romance and teaches sociology part time. You can follow her on twitter @tamushamu.