Title: It’s All Greek to Me
Author: Katie MacAlister
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publication Date: December 6, 2011
Format: Paperback, 352 Pages
ISBN-10: 0451235363 (Penguin/Signet)
ISBN-13: 78-0451235367 (Penguin/Signet)
This Greek god is about to meet his goddess…
When Eglantine “Harry” Knight sets off to Greece at the last minute to step in as manager of a friend’s touring band, the last thing she expects is to meet a billionaire Greek playboy. Iakovos Papaioannou is perfection on every level, except for his unpronounceable name. And Harry can’t stop herself from falling hard and fast for him.
Iakovos knew his sister hired her favorite band to perform at her birthday party, he’s just not sure where this six-foot-tall, wild-haired, tempestuous woman fits in, or how she’s already ended up in his bed—and in his heart. Harry is so not his type. She’s as infuriating as she is intriguing, and she can’t keep her hands off his butt. But she just may be the woman who knocks him off the world’s most eligible bachelor list for good…
Quick & Dirty: Steamy goodness and hilarious fun.
Opening Sentence: The man in front of her was crazy.
Fate does indeed smile upon those who are willing to be kind to their fellow man. When Harry agrees to fill in as manager of a teen-pop band headed for a gig in Greece as a favor for a sick friend, the planets align and serve up her destiny on a rather large silver platter. A gorgeous, loveable, and rather hot silver platter.
Iakovos is a gorgeous, playboy gazillionaire extraordinaire. I mean the man even owns his own private island. When he agrees to hire his baby sister’s favorite band to play for her birthday, he thinks he is just being a good older brother. What he doesn’t realize is that the one who is to be the love of his life will also be traveling with them, and his life will never be the same.
When the pair meet amidst a scandalous incident involving a member of the band and Iakovos’s almost as handsome brother, the two instantly butt heads. However, just as quickly, the sparks begin to fly, and we find them locking lips in a hospital hallway, and a short time later, the rest of their body parts get to join in on the fun.
As their whirlwind of a courtship ensues, the two must overcome a few obstacles, a lewd drunk of a younger brother, a temperamental lead singer, a jealous ex-girlfriend, and tabloid rumors… not to mention a rather surprise pregnancy when one of the parents wasn’t even supposed to be able to have kids. But in the end, the two do find their way, make more beautiful babies and live their HEA.
I, for one, am jealous. These two are living out their days inhabiting a private island off the coast of Greece. It’s a beautiful place, next to a beautiful country, with beautiful people. But that’s now all. They have an apartment in Athens, home of gods and goddesses, myths, legends and awesome sites. With just enough time spent in the States so you wouldn’t get homesick, a girl would be insane not to sign up for this deal.
Also, I have to ask, who names their poor, innocent little baby something like “Eglantine”? Where exactly did her parents come up with that one? If that were my name, I’d have people call me something like Harry as well.
I love an irreverent, smart-alecky main character. Harry is one sassy lady, overflowing with sarcasm and rather adept at the witty comeback. Some of the lines given to her are things I could only come up with an hour after having a conversation. You know, when you’re in your car on the way home and you’re like, “Dang, I wish I had said such and such.”
I also love a delectable foreign leading man. One who can love with his whole soul, and isn’t easily intimidated. Who can be surrounded by beauty, and still only have eyes for his wife. The kind of guy that opens his home to a gang of teen musicians just to make his baby sister happy. If he weren’t fictional, I’d take him myself, even though I already am a married woman.
Put those two together, watch for the fireworks, and be careful you don’t get burned. These pages are so chock full of hot steamy goodness, I found my blanket and slippers unnecessary, even in this weather. As a warning ladies, this book requires reading when you have some serious alone time, because by page 35 it’s already not-safe-for-work, children or great Aunt Sally, but will definitely benefit the man in your life! *wink, wink*
“Why, if it isn’t Harry,” came a cool voice from behind her. “We haven’t seen you in weeks.”
Harry turned, her smile growing when she realized that her day really was going to be the best ever. “Hello, Tess.”
Tess Hayerson, it was whispered around the gym, was a woman who chewed men up and spat them out, usually after marrying them. Rumor had it that her third ex-husband had agreed to a divorce settlement that paid her in enhancement surgery, rather than money. In her early thirties, with long auburn hair, and an eye for the male of the species, she was the sexpot of their little group.
“Been putting on a bit of weight, sweetie?” Tess asked, giving her a scathing once-over. “I think a little extra time at the gym and a little less sitting around eating bonbons is in order, don’t you?”
“I can honestly say that I have never had a bonbon in my life,” Harry said. “Nice to see you, too.”
Tess opened her mouth to make a response, but at that moment she caught sight of Iakovos and his swarm of ladies. “What do we have here?” Tess asked, her voice a purr. “My god, he’s gorgeous. Just look at those legs! And that chest.”
“He’s something, isn’t he?” Harry asked, fighting to keep her lips from betraying her. She leaned closer and said softly, “Rumor has it that he’s packing, too.”
“A man that big? I wouldn’t doubt it at all. I bet he’s a handful in bed. Or should I say, two handfuls.”
“Two, definitely,” Harry said, pretending her nose itched so she could cover her mouth.
“He looks familiar. What is he doing here?” Tess asked, her gaze all but eating Iakovos up. “Is he a vendor or something? No matter, I don’t care if he’s here to fix the toilets, it’s clearly time to separate the girls from the women!”
She oiled her way forward, all sinuous hips and out-thrust breasts. Iakovos had evidently reached the saturation point of female adulation, for he managed to extricate himself from the gaggle of ladies and headed straight for Harry. Tess stopped in front of him, cooing, “Hello there.”
“Hello,” he said politely, not pausing until he reached Harry.
“I love you,” she told him before she leaped on him, wrapping her legs around his hips. He chuckled as he hoisted her up, kissing her with the passion that never failed to flare between them.
She heard more gasps behind him, followed by a smattering of applause.
“Are you ready to go?” he asked as she lowered her legs to the ground.
“In just one sec.” She turned back to the ladies, her hand on his arm. “Tess, I don’t think you got to meet my fiancé, Iakovos. If he looks familiar, it’s probably because you’ve seen him in magazines. I’ll miss you all, but you know you’re welcome to visit if any of you ever come to Greece.” She hugged each one of her friends, Tess included, accepting their best wishes and promises to stay in touch.
As they left the building and headed for Harry’s car, Iakovos slid her a glance and asked in a misleadingly bland tone, “Was it everything you hoped it would be?”
“Oh, that and so much more.”
FTC Advisory: Penguin Group provided me with a copy of It’s All Greek to Me. No goody bags, sponsorships, “material connections,” or bribes were exchanged for my review.
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