Perfect Kind of Trouble by Chelsea Fine
Series: Finding Fate #2
Published by Forever
Published on June 17th 2014
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Sometimes when perfect falls apart, a little trouble fixes everything . . .
Twenty-one-year-old Kayla Turner has lost everything. After spending most of her life taking care of her ailing mother, she just wants to spot a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel. So when her late father-a man she barely knew-leaves her an inheritance, she finally breathes a sigh of relief . . . until she learns the inheritance comes with strings. Strings in the form of handsome playboy Daren Ackwood, her father's protégé. To see any of her inheritance, she's forced to team up with him. From his expensive car to those sexy dimples, Kayla's seen his type before. But Daren isn't who he seems to be . . .
Struggling to make amends for his family's mistakes, Daren has a life more Oliver Twist than Richie Rich these days. He's beyond grateful that James Turner included him in his will, but working with Turner's princess of a daughter to fulfill his cryptic last wish is making Daren wonder if being broke is really so bad. Still, she's just as beautiful as she is stubborn, and the more time he spends with Kayla, the less it feels right being without her. Soon Daren and Kayla begin to wonder if maybe the best gift Kayla's dad could have left them . . . was each other.
Happy (Paperback) Release Day, Chelsea Fine!
Today, Perfect Kind of Trouble is available in PRINT! To celebrate, we’re sharing AJ’s 4.5-Star review, an excerpt, and a GIVEAWAY!
4.5 ‘I love trouble’ stars
Oh Chelsea Fine, how I love you! This is yet another fun, romantic read with fabulous characters and a lot of heart. I was hooked from start to finish.
In the first book of this series, Best Kind of Broken, we met Daren and Kayla, and got a very interesting glimpse of the two of them together. Definitely enough to have me eagerly awaiting their full story, and I can happily say that I was not disappointed!
Returning to the small town of Copper Springs for the funeral of her absentee father, Kayla is bitter, angry, and in a desperate situation. She is alone, broke, and feeling fairly hopeless, but still dreaming of a better life for herself. Also at the funeral is Daren Ackwood. He too, finds himself at rock bottom and in hopeless circumstances, but is there to honour the man he thought of as a father. He takes one look at Kayla and writes her off as a bratty and spoiled princess. Kayla recognises Daren from childhood summers spent with her father, but thinks he is a rich, arrogant, manwhoring playboy. They couldn’t be more wrong about each other (well, Daren couldn’t be more wrong – Kayla is only slightly wrong), but their initial impressions of each other make for a fabulous starting point for a very interesting venture. Because, as much as they may despise each other on sight, they have both been left an inheritance from Kayla’s wealthy father, but the catch is – they have to work together (REALLY, closely together) in order to claim it. And with both of them without any other options, they are forced to accept his cryptic conditions.
I’m not going to go into too much detail about the story or the journey that these two embark on because it’s best to just sit back and enjoy it, but I thought this was a fantastic and fun set up to the story. Kind of ridiculous? Possibly. But somehow Chelsea Fine makes it work, and it’s a great ride! The dynamic between Kayla and Daren is absolutely gold! Their antagonism towards each other is brilliant, with some sensational arguments and banter, all with an underlying current of mad sexual tension of course.
“I don’t want you to think I’m some disgusting pig who just wants to drool all over you … Although, side note, I do want to drool all over you. I just don’t want to be piggish about it.”
I glance him over again and frown. Goddamn Daren and his bandit kissing, getting my body all worked up and bringing on unsolicited belly twitches. I really need to get away from his fingers and hips, STAT.
She can’t say things like “give me a ride” and touch her mouth at the same time. That’s just not fair.
Then, when the chemistry becomes too hot for them to hide… DAYUM! There are some sensationally steamy scenes in this book, and it’s all ties in brilliantly with the storyline, and the emotion the two characters are going through.
And with their enforced bonding, the two of them slowly start to open up to each other and they learn that all is not as it seems and things become quite emotional. My heart broke for both of them and the circumstances that they were in, and it made it even more special that they finally found somebody they could trust and depend on.
Watching him, I feel a piece of my heart break off and deliver itself into Daren’s hands, permanently. He somehow got a hold on me and now it’s too late for me to wriggle free, even if I wanted to. Which I don’t.
He leans in a bit so our faces are just an inch apart and sinks his eyes deep into mine. Then quietly he says, “I see you.”
But with their pasts dragging them down, and their futures a huge big question mark, there is a lot that they have to work through – and I loved every minute of it! I didn’t even mind the obligatory angsty bit because it adds to the intensity of it all, and I could understand exactly where both of them were coming from. And, of course, the resolution was gorgeous!
“Real love isn’t something you plan or earn, it’s something that just hits you – like a bolt of lightning – and changes you forever.”
With chapters written in alternating POV, we get to know Kayla and Daren intimately, and as the events of the past are slowly revealed, I came to love them more and more. I also love the way that Kayla’s father became a part of the story, even after his death. It’s so beautifully done (and a little tear-inducing), and I thought the whole thing was really cleverly put together.
I loved this book! Told with Chelsea Fine’s usual fun and humour, there were a lot of laughs, but also a beautifully told story of two very deserving people who manage to find something very special together.
I can’t wait for the next book.
An advanced copy of this book was provided by the publisher for Netgalley in exchange for an honest review.
“So this is where you work?” She gestures at the closed kitchen door behind me as she approaches.
I step back so she can enter the courtyard then glance over my shoulder. “It’s more like the place where I help out in the kitchen, occasionally,” I say. “I like to cook so sometimes the owner, Jake, let’s me jump on the line.”
She tilts her head. “I wouldn’t have pegged you as the cooking type.”
“No?” I arch a brow. “What type am I?”
“Well the professional lover type, obviously.”
I grin. “That too.”
The teasing in her eyes along with the lightness of her smile does something soft to my insides. This is a different Kayla than the one I was sitting next to at the bar. That girl was stressed and burdened, but this girl… this girl is hopeful and happy.
The only reason I can think of for the change in her tone is the inheritance. Does the idea of getting money please her so much that she’s suddenly this cheerful person? Does it please me that much?
I remember Jake’s comment earlier, about my being happy, and realize with a sinking feeling that yes, the idea of an inheritance has made me happy. Money would alleviate some of my problems and, therefore, it gives me a security in my future that pleases me.
I’m not sure how I feel about money having so much control over my contentment. It makes me sound an awful lot like my dad.
“So what is this place?” she asks, nodding to the courtyard around us.
I look up at the small twinkle lights strung above the area. “Right now it’s just storage space. But Jake wants to make it into a dining patio. You know, so people can rent it out for private parties or whatever.”
“It’s cute.” She walks around, checking out the rose bushes that line the fence and the Tuscany-inspired mural painted against the back wall.
“So where you off to?” I step closer so we’re both beside the painted wall. “Back to your humble abode at the Quickie Stop?”
She scoffs. “Humble indeed. But yeah.”
I glance at the dark parking lot beyond the fence and the even darker streets that lead to the edge of town, and frown. “By yourself?”
She faces me with a cocked eyebrow. “Yeah. I’ve got my own driver’s license and everything.”
I smile at the ground. “Okay, that’s fair.” I glance at the dark streets again. “I’m just a concerned citizen that wanted to make sure you got home safely. That’s all.”
She nods. “How very kind of you, citizen. Would you rather I be going back to the Quickie Stop with someone?”
The idea of Kayla going home with someone—anyone, other than me—rakes down my spine like nails on a chalkboard. I don’t know when I got so possessive of this girl but holy hell. My veins are on fire.
How very unexpected. And somewhat annoying.
I don’t get possessive of women. Ever. Sure, I care about Amber and Pixie but that’s different. I care about them like sisters. I’m protective of them. I couldn’t really give a damn who they, or any other female in this town, go to bed with.
Hot jealousy darts through my veins.
How very annoyingly unexpected.
I set my shoulders back in a casual manner. “Not particularly,” I say coolly. “I just wasn’t sure if you had a ride or not.”
“Oh.” She runs a finger over her lips. “And what, you were going to offer me a ride?”
I watch the tip of her finger skim over the pink fullness of her bottom lip and my breath hitches. She can’t say things like “give me a ride” and touch her mouth at the same time. That’s just not fair.
“Well I might have offered you a ride,” I say, inwardly cursing as I remember sweet, precious Monique, “except I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to take rides from strangers. And since that’s what you and I are…” I sigh dramatically. “It would have just been a waste of time to ask you.”
She smiles behind her moving fingers and I start to wonder if she’d let me kiss her. My guess is, yes. Maybe.
I want to kiss Kayla. Badly. But the idea of kissing her, of touching her at all, also makes me a little nervous. And I’m never nervous when it comes to women.
Goddammit. Everything about this girl is unexpected.
“You’re so obsessed with us not being strangers,” she says, and her eyes shine. “That can’t be healthy.”
I probably shouldn’t kiss her. We have an inheritance to claim tomorrow. We have shit to follow through with. Kissing her is a bad idea. A very bad idea.
“No. Probably not.” I step closer so we’re only inches apart. “But I can’t seem to let it go.”
She doesn’t move away. She doesn’t break eye contact.
Yes. She’d definitely let me kiss her. I’m sure of it.
My heart pounds and it’s all I can do to keep my nonchalant demeanor in place.
“Is that what we are, Kayla?” I lower my voice with a crooked grin. “Strangers?”
She meets my crooked grin and raises me a tipped chin. Her eyes are steel and sure, not giving anything away, and I suddenly feel unsure.
I lean in.
She doesn’t react. But she also doesn’t back away.
Kissing her is a bad idea.
Her lips part, ever so slightly, a thin seam of wet flesh forming between the soft skin of her pretty lips, and all my reservations vanish.