‘Co-Wrecker’ is, purely and simply, wonderful. From beginning until the end Meghan’s newest release is exceptional. It’s one of the best books I’ve read so far by her and I was entertained the entire time while reading it. If you, like me, are a fan of romantic comedies, you don’t want to miss this one. ‘Co-Wrecker’ is fantastically written, engaging and really gripping. It is fun and refreshing, with two wonderful main characters I really came to love, sympathize with and relate to. It’s a romantic comedy I recommend to anyone who wants to read a delightful frenemies romcom.
“Oh. My. God. Andrew, champion forearms, Mr. Sunshine, dork with the hot glasses, boy who won’t quite leave me alone at work, he’s . . . oh God, he’s everything under his clothes.”
Andrew enrolls in the engineering school of Binghamton University after a strange event. He wants to finish his degree and pursue his masters in Computer Engineering, but first, he needs a summer job until the classes start. Fortunately, he’s got a job at Friendly’s as a fountain boy. There, he meets Sadie, a girl cold as ice, who seems irritated with him and seems to dislike him for some reason from the first moment they meet.
“There is something dark in her eyes, something that has hardened her to become the person she is today. I can see the pain, and I don’t know, I just want to figure out why she’s so angry, why she can’t genuinely smile at a stranger. And maybe, just maybe, I can help her learn to smile again.”
Sadie has been working at Friendly’s for a while now. She works as a waitress now, but, not unlike Andrew, she has started out as a fountain girl first. Once upon a time, she used to go to college. She wanted to become a psychologist, but certain events in her life made her become a college dropout. She’s not looking forward to training Andrew. She can admit he’s cute and sweet and handsome, but for some reason his energized personality gets on her nerves.
“Some men like to twiddle around the ass, whereas I’m a man who loves hair. And I know what you’re thinking: Andrew likes pubes and hairy armpits. And you know what, I do. Did you just cringe? Did I get you? I hope so. Get your mind out of the gutter.”
At first, Andrew wants to be friends with Sadie and he wants to get to know her better, but soon after, he starts to want something more than friendship. The dynamic between them changes one drunken night, but unfortunately Sadie insists to keep it on the down low. At the first sight, Sadie is hard as nails, but as she gets to know Andrew, she becomes sweet and playful. She has a past she’s trying to run from and she doesn’t trust easily, but Andrew is slowly breaking down her emotional walls.
“He is like a bright light in a very dark and void-of-hope existence. He has irritated me, but he has also rejuvenated me.”
‘Co-Wrecker’ has everything a good romcom should have – an engaging story-line, two awesome main characters and a bunch of interesting support characters. Filled with humor, steam and plenty of sweet, swoony moments, Andrew and Sadie’s road to happiness is super entertaining. Meghan Quinn’s storytelling is really great, so I was immersed in this story from the start. I didn’t want to put it down for one minute and the main reason is the hero, Andrew. If you love nerds, you will absolutely love this hero. To be honest, I prefer alpha-males or alpha-holes, but I have to say I totally fell in love with this boy, who has won my heart from the moment he was introduced.
“What is it about this man that changes every thought I’ve ever possessed about relationships?”
Andrew felt like a breath of fresh air and I absolutely loved him! He is adorable. He is cute, smart, funny and so very sweet and I had a blast being in his head. He is 100% a nerd and I loved his personality. He loves to study, he gets along with everyone and he’s so very kind.
His innocence made me enjoy his character even more and the fact that he was so caring, thoughtful and considerate with Sadie as the story unfolded made me really enjoy his character. I also loved how protective and dominant he was at times with our heroine. He loves to talk with Sadie, he enjoys listening to her and I liked how with just one of his smiles he made her feel a little more at ease.
“You would think it would be the woman sitting on my lap that would fire up all my senses, but it’s her touch, because that little caress of her fingers is voluntary. She’s just as much into this powerful force between us as I am.”
Sadie is a complex character I sympathize with. However, I have to say, she pissed me off a couple of times. She’s closed off and guarded in some way and she doesn’t want to have more friends than she already has. At first, she doesn’t care about Andrew, but he wins her over immediately with his charm and sweetness. I felt for her after her past was revealed, but I also felt frustrated with some of her decisions. There’s some drama regarding her character…unnecessary drama, in my opinion, I could have lived without. I liked her group of friends and even her ex. All of them were supporting and sweet and I was glad she had them in her life.
“Having Andrew wrapped around me, the way his thumbs rub my cheeks as his tongue dives around against mine, the delicious press of his lower half against mine, the sexy little moans that rumble up the back of his throat . . . it’s euphoria.”
The chemistry between these two characters is tangible and with every single one of their interactions you can feel how good they are for each other. They complemented each other perfectly and I loved all of their sweet and swoony moments. Their bickering and all of their interactions are entertaining and fantastically written. There are plenty of laugh-out-loud moments to keep your interest, so you will be engrossed in this story until the end.
All in all, ‘Co-Wrecker’ is a wonderful romcom – sweet, sexy with many lol and swoony scenes, refreshing, with endearing characters and an engaging story-line.
Knowing I will probably regret this, I lift from the freezer, ice cream scraper in hand, and jerk toward Sadie just in time to slip on some melted ice on the floor shooting me across the fountain and straight into Sadie.
But not just Sadie; straight into her chest—her billowing, womanly chest. It’s a satisfyingly soft cushion for my head but from her instant outrage, I’m going to guess she’s not keen on me using her breasts as a pillow.
“What the hell are you doing?” she asks, trying to back away, difficult when I’ve got her pinned against the counter.
Fumbling to get some kind of grasp on my falling body, scraper still in hand, I give her a bit of motor boat—not on purpose—and muffle in her breasts, “I’m sowwy.”
“Get off me.”
“I’m twying,” I say, finally getting a grip on the counter behind her and standing tall. Glasses askew, hat on the floor, and a smothered feeling on my face, I straighten my apron and clear my throat. “My apologies.” Her friend is laughing, hand on her stomach, as I push my glasses back on my nose. “Although, I’m grateful for your sturdy bosom for catching my fall. It might have been a twisty straw to the eye, and I’m not sure my glasses would have held up on such an impact.”
Sturdy bosom? Shit, Andrew, don’t fucking say words like bosom. And for the love of God, don’t say a woman has a STURDY bosom. Say words like tits. Tits are more manly.
“Tits,” I mutter.
“Excuse me?” Sadie has the look of horror on her face.
Fuck, did I say that out loud?
“I think he said tits, Sadie,” her friend cuts in, thumbing through the straw holder. Yup, I said tits out loud.
“I heard him, Smills,” Sadie mutters under her breath.
Glaring at me, looking for an answer, I shrug my shoulders, because I have nothing. No way of digging myself out of this one. Funny how your brain can literally stop working the minute you need it the most. Come on, old fella, kick it into high gear. Come up with something witty, something snarky, something that will put a Band-Aid over this rather raw and embarrassing incident.
But, good fuck. I just had my face in her chest. What man could come back quickly from that?
“Well . . .” Sadie has her arms crossed over her bosom, waiting for an answer. No. Her arms are crossed over her breasts. Shit. Shit.
Nerves crawl up the back of my neck, igniting my ears into lava levels of heat. Crap. Just say anything.
Clearing my throat, I pat her shoulder and say, “Sturdy tits.”
And here I thought it couldn’t get any worse, at least my hand didn’t pat down her breast to see if her nipples were made of steel, or to see if her areolas consist of chain-link mesh. You have to look at the positive.
About the Author
Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.
Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.
Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!