Monday, January 15, 2018

Release Day Review ~ Man Card by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby (Review + Excerpt)

 Release Day Review ~ Man Card by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby (Review + Excerpt)

A sexy new stand-alone comedy.

I still don't know how it happened. One minute I was arguing with my arrogant competitor--our usual trash-talk over who deserves the larger commission. But somehow I went from throwing down to kneeling down...
It can never happen again. I don't even like Braht. He's too slick. He's a manipulating mansplaining party boy in preppy clothes.
So why can't I get him out of my head?

There are two things I know without question. One: Ash and I are destined for each other. Two: never trust a man with a unibrow.
Ash is my missing my piece. She's the sweet cream to my gourmet espresso. And nothing gets me going faster than her contempt for me. They don't call her the Ashkicker for nothing.
Eventually I'll win her over...if my past doesn't ruin everything first.


Name your other favorite movies,” I challenge Braht.
All of them?” He chugs his margarita.
Hmm. Top ten? Top five?”
That’s totally easy,” he says. Somehow I’ve gotten closer to him on the floor. When he sits back, I actually snuggle in beside him. He’s wearing a ridiculously soft shirt that feels good against my skin. And I watch with fascination as he ticks off the names of films on his fingers. When Harry Met Sally. The Devil Wears Prada. Roman Holiday. Clueless. And Working Girl.”
I burst out laughing. I can’t help it. Those are all chick flicks. You should just hand over your man card right now.”
Not a chance.” Braht’s expression grows intense. In the first place, I gave you a very thorough demonstration of my man card last week. I don’t remember hearing any complaints.”
I swallow hard, because this is certainly true.
And secondly, you’re looking at this all backward.”
I…am?” And why can’t I look away? He has the most beautiful, intelligent eyes.
Yeah, you are,” he whispers. It’s the guy who has a firm grip on his man card that can hold your purse. He’s not afraid to be seen with that Tory Burch you like to carry—nice color, by the way. He’ll free up your hands because he likes your hands, and he remembers all the terrific things you can use them for.”
Oh,” I say slowly. Now my fingers itch to reach out for him. I have to make fists with both hands so I won’t do it.
Furthermore, he’s not afraid to quote Working Girl. Because Joan Cusack is a genius. And who wouldn’t want to say Melanie Griffith’s best line out loud?”
I can’t help saying it with him, and together we sound like the world’s horniest Greek chorus: I have a head for business and a body for sin.”
Sin sounds pretty good right now, actually. But Braht’s not done with his speech. Any man who tells you that chick flicks are for pussies can’t be any good in bed. Because that man does not speak the language of women. He doesn’t know that a little luxury can erase a shitty day of worrying about your ex…”
Braht takes my hand in his and begins to massage it. He has a great technique, applying gentle pressure between each joint. I relax just a little bit more against him.
“…That man doesn’t speak the language because he’s afraid of sounding like a girl. But fuck that noise, honey bear. If a man doesn’t have the vocabulary to describe a satin teddy with peekaboo lace and mother-of-pearl snaps at the crotch, he can’t buy it for you and then strategically ask you to wear it. He can’t plan ahead to blow your mind sometime by lifting your skirt somewhere semi-public and dangerous. And he can’t get down on his knees and kiss that lace and then pop open those snaps while you bite your own hand to keep from screaming when you climax.” Braht takes a deep breath and lets it out in one hot gust. Fuck. What was the point of this speech?”
“Um…” My voice is hoarse, and my face is suddenly very hot. Let’s not even mention my nipples. Man cards, I think.” But I’m not sure, because everything tingles.
Right,” he says with a sigh. Still got mine. Shall we watch Working Girl next?”
Okay,” I breathe, sinking a little further into his comforting embrace.

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5 Stars

Man Card is book 2 in the Man Hands series by Sarina Bowen and Tanya Eby and while it is a standalone, we met Ash and Braht in book 1, Man Hands, which is hilarious and you don't want to miss. 

Braht is the antithesis of an alpha male, he's metrosexual, gets mani-pedis regularly, actually has 4 different "pour l'homme" luxury creams on his counter that are more expensive than anything the heroine has ever gotten for herself, watches Lifetime, is in touch with his feelings, he can cook and uses pastel colors. That doesn't mean he's not willing to ruin his mani if it means protecting the woman he loves, though. And he does love Ash and that's one of the things that I loved most about him. He is there for her all the way. 

Ash was pricklier and frankly, I wanted to wring her little neck sometimes. Still, she and Braht worked great together and the chemistry between them was out of this world hot. I really enjoyed seeing them in everyday situations, like watching a movie or eating or even just having facials with Ash's best friends. It was so much fun that Braht gave up on a boys' night out to stay in and have a facial instead. Heehee.

While Man Hands was a great introduction to the series, Man Card was plain amazing, perhaps not as funny as Man Cards, or rather a different kind of funny, with some angsty revelations and a mystery that Braht and Ash had to solve. I really hope Ms. Bowen and Ms. Eby will write Bramly and Sadie's stories at some point in the future. Highly recommendable!

*** Copy provided to Bayou Book Junkie for my reading pleasure, a review wasn't a requirement. *** 

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