“Smart, sassy, and utterly delightful! Get ready to fall head-over-heels in love with Lucy, one of the wittiest and most inspiring heroines I’ve ever met!”
– Annika Martin New York Times bestselling author
Muffin Top, a hot romantic comedy from USA Today bestselling author Avery Flynn is available now!
Muffin Top by Avery Flynn is the second installment in The Hartigans series and from the first page proves it’s one-click worthy. It’s time to add books to your shelves and e-readers as the winter shortly approaches. I’m always on the search for a book that can stand on its own with a plot that is worth my time, money, and soul.
Frankie Hartigan is best described as a passionate man both professionally and personally. A dedicated fireman who can’t imagine doing anything else is less than thrilled with a forced three week vacation. Rest and relaxation aren’t part of his vocabulary. One night at his brother’s bar will change everything. With a reputation for being a sure thing and a caution sign that warns women to keep their expectations low. Is that who he really is? Is it possible that he wants something more? One woman will have him on the edge of the flames and this need to be with only one woman will give way to one of my top reads this year!
Lucy Kavanagh is tired of the assumptions, innuendos, and horrible things people say because of her size. The only people who seem to be offended or bothered by her weight are the people who vocalize their thoughts. A chance encounter at a local bar leaves her once again defending her size to a less than charming patron. Out of no where an unexpected knight rescues her without any expectations in return. Readers I need to state that Lucy isn’t a fair maiden in need of rescue rather a heroine who can handle herself just fine despite the emotional toll it’s taken. Is there a man who can love and appreciate her for who she is? Will this handsome knight show her heart that she too can be someones fairy tale ending?
Lucy is headed home to attend her high school reunion but attending without a date only proves what everyone has believed about her. Will Frankie’s idea provide the resolution she’s been seeking? If Lucy and Frankie can survive three weeks together, they will discover that holding on to bitterness and anger isn’t always a great idea. Will they finally come to peace with their past and pave a path to a happy ending?
Family is everything when it comes the core of Avery’s books, and this family is anything but typical. The characters are layered and any reader can connect with their past, present, and heart. The little insecurities we cling to don’t matter to those that love the “total package” and will defend against those who think otherwise?
The dialogue is genuine, full of emotions and will cause most readers to appreciate all our partners have to offer and give us courage to stand up and defend what we believe We have all second guessed someones motives wondering what if, or is “this thing” real. Hold on tight, this book adventure is worthy of a lifetime movie!
Again this must read tackles the biggest issues we face, we all have something we dislike about our bodies and try to hide behind. Avery takes that insecurity and delves into uncharted territory as Frankie and Lucy tackle their own skeletons to find a happy-ever-after. It’s raw, tender, and has a ton of sparks and delivers one heck of a burn readers! I can’t wait to read more!
If you’re looking in the mood for a hot read this book is scorchin. Caution readers, consuming this story might lead to an unexpected need to turn on the A/C.
While this is part of The Hartigans series, it can be read as a standalone.
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The temptation to say “Yes, Frankie, please squash him like a bug while I clap and watch” was so, so strong—like, the guys who pull semi trucks with their teeth strong. Instead, Lucy played along with her best friend’s fiancé’s brother— OMG, that was now the name of her imaginary all-girl ska band—and smiled sweetly up at him.
“He was bothered by my dinner order, honey.”
“Really?” Frankie looked down at her plate, over to the dips#*t, and then right at her. There was no missing the devil in his eyes right before he turned his attention back to the other man. “What’s wrong with what my girl’s eating?”
Mr. In Her Business blanched. Literally. The color drained out of his face so fast that he resembled one of those swipe right before and after photos on makeover blogs. How in the hell she managed to not laugh out loud she had no frickin’ clue.
“N-n-nothing,” the man stuttered.
Nope. He was not getting off that easily.
She looked up at Frankie, still standing next to her chair, his big hand braced on the back of it, and said in the clueless voice that anyone with a brain would know meant there was danger ahead, “He said I should have ordered a salad, then I might have a chance to move from a five to an eight. I’m a five because I have great tits.”
Thunderous didn’t begin to describe the dark look of pure vengeance that crossed Frankie’s face, making even the freckles that crossed over the bridge of his nose look scary. Mr. Buttinsky made a little squeaking noise that reminded Lucy of the sound of air coming out of a balloon when someone pulled the tip taut as it was deflating. Frankie took a step forward, menace vibrating off of him in waves. The other guy didn’t bother to say a word, he just took off, weaving his way at a fast clip through the crowded bar and out the front door. Lucy liked to imagine that he peed his pants a little as he did so.
“Thanks, Frankie,” she said to the man still staring at the departing figure of Mr. Peed His Pants. “I owe you one.”
Her ginger knight in well-fitting jeans and a T-shirt made some kind of noise that maybe was a response in the affirmative. It sounded kinda like “no problem.” Whatever. She was used to that from guys. She was only of interest until a hotter, skinnier, or prettier woman came along. It was the universal fat chick cloaking device.
Determined not to let it annoy her as much as it usually would, she turned back to her jalapeño cheeseburger, spicy fries, and soda. Now she could finally enjoy her dinner in peace.
Alas, it wasn’t meant to be. Frankie clunked down a three-fourths filled mug of beer on the other side of her table, pulled out the chair across from her, and sat down. Before she could even ask what he was doing, he waved the waitress over and told her he wanted whatever Lucy was eating, plus an extra order of fries and another beer. Once she’d left, he turned his attention to Lucy and gave her what could only be described as a vibrator smile. She named it that in her head—thankfully only in her head—because she now had a desperate need for her vibrator and maybe a fresh pack of batteries.
“You’re not gonna make me eat alone now that we’re on a date, are you?” he asked, swiping one of her fries.
USA Today bestselling romance author Avery Flynn has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip.
She fell in love with romance while reading Johanna Lindsey’s Mallory books. It wasn’t long before Avery had read through all the romance offerings at her local library. Needing a romance fix, she turned to Harlequin’s four books a month home delivery service to ease the withdrawal symptoms. That worked for a short time, but it wasn’t long before the local book stores’ staffs knew her by name.
Avery was a reader before she was a writer and hopes to always be both. She loves to write about smartass alpha heroes who are as good with a quip as they are with their *ahem* other God-given talents. Her heroines are feisty, fierce and fantastic. Brainy and brave, these ladies know how to stand on their own two feet and knock the bad guys off theirs.
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