I Wish You Were Mine
Oxford, #2
Oxford, #2
by Lauren Layne
Released February 2nd 2016
Loveswept
Loveswept
Lauren Layne’s
Oxford series heats up in this story of forbidden desire as a brooding jock
hoping for a comeback falls for a woman who’s strictly off-limits.
Blurb
A year
ago, Jackson Burke was married to the love of his life and playing quarterback
for the Texas Redhawks. Now he’s retired, courtesy of the car accident that
ruined his career—and single, after a nasty scandal torpedoed his marriage.
Just as he’s starting to get used to his new life as a health and fitness
columnist for Oxford magazine, his unpredictable ex shows up on his doorstep in
Manhattan. Jackson should be thrilled. But he can’t stop thinking about the one
person who’s always been there for him, the one girl he could never have: her
younger sister.
Mollie
Carrington can’t say no to Madison. After all, her older sister practically
raised her. So when Madison begs for help in winning her ex-husband back,
Mollie’s just glad she got over her own crush on Jackson ages ago—or so she
thought. Because as Mollie reconnects with Jackson, she quickly forgets all her
reasons to stay loyal to her sister. Tempted by Jackson’s mellow drawl and
cowboy good looks, Mollie is sick and tired of coming in second place. But she
can’t win if she doesn’t play the game.
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Mollie snuck a look out of the corner of her eye. He’d
come looking for her? She hadn’t thought anyone had noticed she’d slipped away.
“I messed up the toast,” she said quietly.
“Nah,” he said, stretching his long legs out in front of
him and slouching down a bit to get comfortable. “Just think how many people
you educated on the mating ritual of parasitic worms. They should be thanking
you.”
Mollie groaned. “It was supposed to be romantic. I did a
paper about them for my systematics and biotics diversity final. They’re
unusual because they’re bonded for life. Most organisms sleep around or, you
know, the male dies after mating—”
Jackson winced, and Mollie wished she could wither and
die just like a male bee.
Mollie knew she had lots of useless trivia in her head,
but she didn’t normally go spouting it out like this. Not that she was a smooth
talker or anything, but she was usually pretty quiet and normal, if a bit
nerdy.
But tonight she felt . . . off. Starting with the fact
that the dress Madison had picked for her was the exact color of Mollie’s
complexion, so she looked like a mole rat. And then there was the fact that
she’d tripped a bit as she’d been going down the aisle, courtesy of the
five-inch stilettos her sister had insisted on.
Add in an awkward maid-of-honor speech where she’d gone
on for a good five minutes about Schistosoma mansoni worms and how they
mated for life, just like the bride and groom, and . . . oh God. Why had
nobody stopped her?
Mollie scrunched down on the bench with a moan as she
took a sip of champagne. “Madison’s going to kill me.”
Madison was in a mood anyway. She’d been a bridezilla
from the moment Jackson had put a ring on it, but Mollie had figured when the
actual day came around, her sister would relax.
Nope.
She’d been pissed about the flowers being ivory instead
of true white to match her dress. Had bitched about the fact that Lily, one of
her bridesmaids, had styled her hair in a way that was too close to the bride’s
style.
Then Madison had vented about how the bracelet Jackson’s
mother had shyly presented as Maddie’s “something old” was dumpy.
That one had gotten under
Mollie’s skin. Mrs. Burke was the closest thing to a mother that either of them
had. Their own mother had died of an overdose years ago, and Mollie would have
given a kidney to have a surrogate as lovely and kind as Jackson’s mom.
“Maddie won’t kill you,” Jackson said, putting an arm
around the back of the park bench and smiling down at her. “She loves you, even
if she doesn’t get your whole triple-major, science-camp vibe.”
Mollie withheld a snort. That was an understatement. She
loved her sister, but the closest Madison ever got to science was her monthly
chemical peel.
Still, Mollie felt a fierce need to make sure that
Jackson Burke knew she was an adult. “I’m twenty. I do not go to science
camp.”
He lifted an eyebrow, and Mollie pointed her champagne
flute at him. “Okay, I used to go to science camp. But I’m
not the one who used the word ‘lactation’ in relation to a mermaid.”
“Hey, you’re not the only one who took bio in college.”
“But you were a communications major. Journalism,” she
said.
He gave her a surprised look, and Mollie looked away,
mentally kicking herself. That was exactly what Jackson Burke didn’t
need—another groupie stalker.
She snuck another glance and saw that he’d slumped even
farther, matching her own crappy posture, and Mollie was surprised to see that
he looked . . . exhausted.
“Are you okay?” she asked. Because she couldn’t not ask.
Not after she’d seen the weariness around his eyes, the slight tension in his
shoulders.
Jackson turned his head so their eyes locked and he
frowned before returning his attention to the mermaid. “Nobody ever asks me
that.”
Her heart squeezed at the lost note in his voice. It was
strange to think of someone as big and important as Jackson Burke being lonely,
but somehow . . . somehow she knew he was. Even here, among all these people,
he was somehow alone. Apart.
Like her.
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I very much enjoyed the 'Sex, Love, & Stiletto' series. I went into this read with my eyes wide open. I wanted. No, I expected a lot of it all. I found it. In this read you will find that little bit of taboo/forbidden but not exactly out in far left field. I gave this one a 5 star Sister Should have done it right the first time.
Jackson has to move on from his former glory days as the quarterback to the Texan Redhawks. Life has all changed for him and getting back his former life is not where life will begin for him. In comes the love of his former life (or so he thought) little sister, Mollie. The forbidden pied of fruit that was way out of reach of this mortal man, Jackson.
Mollie has a job to do. She does not like it but she does it anyway. But this is Jackson not some no body. Her sister has sent her on a tasks. But this assingment may not work out the way that Maddie or Mollie are expecting it to. There are new beginning, old allures, and fresh takes on life handed out all around. This was a read that would set some to the bit for its sight hint of taboo/forbidden dabble into a romance between sisters and the ex of a sister.
Layne has hit a home run with this stop in Oxford. Up next will be another good romance, Lincoln.
Author Info
Lauren Layne is the USA Today bestselling
author of more than a dozen romantic comedies. She lives in New York City with
her husband (who was her high school sweetheart--cute, right?!) and plus-sized
Pomeranian.In 2011, she ditched her corporate career in Seattle to pursue a full-time writing career in Manhattan, and never looked back.
In her ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would carry a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books.
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