ONE LAST TIMEAuthor: Corinne Michaels
Reading Level: New Adult
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Released: February 26, 2018
Review Source: Social Butterfly PR
I’m getting really good at cutting my losses.
First, the husband. Divorcing him was the best decision I ever made. But between single-parenting and job-hunting, I can’t catch my breath. When a celebrity blogging position falls into my lap, I’m determined to succeed.
That is, until I get my first assignment and actually see Noah Frazier for the first time . . . practically naked and dripping wet. My heart races and I forget how to form complete sentences. His chiseled abs, irresistible smirk, and crystal blue eyes are too perfect to be real. So, what do I do? Get drunk and humiliate myself, of course.
I’m ready to forget the awkward night, yet Noah has no intention of allowing me to move on. Instead, he arranges for me to write a feature on him, ensuring a lot more time together. One embarrassing moment after another, one kiss after another, and before I can stop myself, I realize—I’m falling in love with him.
But when the unthinkable happens, can I even blame him for cutting his losses?
What I wouldn’t give for just one last time . . .
Though I love everything that I have read of Corinne's, One Last Time is my all time favorite. I have never, EVERRRR, connected so completely with a character as I did with Kristin McGee. It was like Corinne was writing my life when I started reading. The dedication of the book legitimately shook me. "To women who stay when they should leave... You deserve to be loved. You deserve to be happy. You deserve to be free." Kristin's life gets turned upside down due to a divorce from a verbally/emotionally abusive husband of almost 17 years. They had two kids together and she finds herself a single mother for the first time. She's on the path to discovery and finding her true self and let me tell you, it's magical.
On the way to self discovery, she meets an insanely gorgeous celebrity as a part of her new job as a journalist. Noah Frazier sooooo meets all of my expectations of a sexy book boyfriend from Corinne. He's so sweet and supportive and the way he pursues Kristin gave me all the feels. I love them together. I'm so happy for Kristin, I feel like she is a friend and I cheered her on the whole time.
I also love the friends that have Kristin's back. They are the type of friends that every girl needs in her tribe. Ones that will be there for you at the drop of a dime regardless of their situations. Their friendships made me love the book even more.
I'm rating this book 5 stars because it legitimately made me feel every emotion. It was like I was a part of the story and I was captured from the very start. I am never disappointed by Corinne Michaels' writing. Go get this book and all of her books, trust me.
Excerpt:
Before I can make a move either way, the glass door slides open and Noah walks through the
threshold.
My legs start to quiver as his eyes meet mine. All I can think about is how I’d like to climb him like a
tree and shake his coconuts. I thought he was hot in the photo, then he was better through the
window, but up close, he’s otherworldly.
“Hi.” Noah’s throaty voice floats around me. “You must be Kristin.”
Instead of speaking, I stand here with my mouth hanging open. Some small sounds that could be
words escape, but they aren’t coherent.
Kill me now.
“Noah, this is my best friend, Kristin. Who we told you about.” Heather elbows me.
“Yes. Me. Hi. Kristin. I. You. Hi.”
Smooth. Someone should video this because I’m sure it’s highly entertaining.
“Right.” Noah flashes a blinding smile. “I hear you’re a reporter?”
Okay, Kristin, you have to speak in more than one-word increments or grunting noises.
I grab Heather’s glass she just poured and hope it’ll act as a talisman. “Yes, for a small blog, but I’m
that. A reporter. For a blog. I write.”
And a bumbling idiot.
Noah’s green eyes are filled with humor. He moves a little closer and places his hand on top of mine.
“Eli filled me in a little. I’m happy I came.”
I’m pretty sure I just came. At least we’re all coming.
“Me, too.”
His lips turn up as his eyes rake my body. “See you out there.” He winks and walks back out.
My ovaries have officially disintegrated.
I turn back to Heather, who bursts out into a fit of laughter. “Oh, that was epic. You all said I was
starstruck when I met Eli? You should’ve seen that!” Heather continues to laugh at my expense.
“Yes. Me. Um. Blog. Er—” She mocks.
“Shut up.” I laugh—because, really, what else can I do—and bump her hip before moving around
the bar and grabbing a glass. “Now, pour me a shot before I drink straight from the bottle.”
There’s only one way to get through tonight.
Alcohol.
Lots of Alcohol.
Before I can make a move either way, the glass door slides open and Noah walks through the
threshold.
My legs start to quiver as his eyes meet mine. All I can think about is how I’d like to climb him like a
tree and shake his coconuts. I thought he was hot in the photo, then he was better through the
window, but up close, he’s otherworldly.
“Hi.” Noah’s throaty voice floats around me. “You must be Kristin.”
Instead of speaking, I stand here with my mouth hanging open. Some small sounds that could be
words escape, but they aren’t coherent.
Kill me now.
“Noah, this is my best friend, Kristin. Who we told you about.” Heather elbows me.
“Yes. Me. Hi. Kristin. I. You. Hi.”
Smooth. Someone should video this because I’m sure it’s highly entertaining.
“Right.” Noah flashes a blinding smile. “I hear you’re a reporter?”
Okay, Kristin, you have to speak in more than one-word increments or grunting noises.
I grab Heather’s glass she just poured and hope it’ll act as a talisman. “Yes, for a small blog, but I’m
that. A reporter. For a blog. I write.”
And a bumbling idiot.
Noah’s green eyes are filled with humor. He moves a little closer and places his hand on top of mine.
“Eli filled me in a little. I’m happy I came.”
I’m pretty sure I just came. At least we’re all coming.
“Me, too.”
His lips turn up as his eyes rake my body. “See you out there.” He winks and walks back out.
My ovaries have officially disintegrated.
I turn back to Heather, who bursts out into a fit of laughter. “Oh, that was epic. You all said I was
starstruck when I met Eli? You should’ve seen that!” Heather continues to laugh at my expense.
“Yes. Me. Um. Blog. Er—” She mocks.
“Shut up.” I laugh—because, really, what else can I do—and bump her hip before moving around
the bar and grabbing a glass. “Now, pour me a shot before I drink straight from the bottle.”
There’s only one way to get through tonight.
Alcohol.
Lots of Alcohol.
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Meet Corinne:
New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Corinne Michaels is the author of nine romance novels. She’s an emotional, witty, sarcastic, and fun loving mom of two beautiful children. Corinne is happily married to the man of her dreams and is a former Navy wife.
After spending months away from her husband while he was deployed, reading and writing was her escape from the loneliness. She enjoys putting her characters through intense heartbreak and finding a way to heal them through their struggles. Her stories are chock full of emotion, humor, and unrelenting love.
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