Right after Hurricane Sandy Mags and I received a copy of Wallbanger by Alice Clayton to review. With all the chaos from Hurricane Sandy – INSANELY busy at work, no power at home, no internet at the parents house, where my sister and nephews were anyway. Well lets just say, the blog and book reviews took a bit of a back seat.
But, once the dust started to settle, we pulled ourselves back together and I discovered this little gem in our mailbox. Lets face it, who wouldn’t need a light hearted book to read after Hurricane Sandy? And so, I read Wallbanger, which is todays Christmas List item and a book review all wrapped into one.
I have to say, it absolutely is a fun, lighthearted, contemporary romance. Poor Caroline having a draught in her sex life while her neighbor was NOT. It leads to some great banter, exotic locations and a crazy ass cat! Ok, it leads to more, but I don’t want to spoil the book. The book is on the shorter side with a nice flow, good writing and more sexual tension then actual sex. This would be the perfect summer read; but, since its winter, read it while you’re hiding from the cold.
From the Publisher:
Caroline Reynolds has a fantastic new apartment in San Francisco, a KitchenAid mixer, and no O (and we’re not talking Oprah here, folks). She has a flourishing design career, an office overlooking the bay, a killer zucchini bread recipe, and no O. She has Clive (the best cat ever), great friends, a great rack, and no O.
Adding insult to O-less, since her move, she has an oversexed neighbor with the loudest late-night wallbanging she’s ever heard. Each moan, spank, and–was that a meow?–punctuates the fact that not only is she losing sleep, she still has, yep, you guessed it, no.
Enter Simon Parker. (No, really, Simon, please enter.) When the wallbanging threatens to literally bounce her out of bed, Caroline, clad in sexual frustration and a pink baby-doll nightie, confronts her heard-but-never-seen neighbor. Their late-night hallway encounter has, well, mixed results. Ahem. With walls this thin, the tension’s gonna be thick…
In her third novel, Alice Clayton returns to dish her trademark mix of silly and steamy. Banter, barbs, and strutting pussycats, plus the sexiest apple pie ever made, are dunked in a hot tub and set against the gorgeous San Francisco skyline in this hot and hilarious tale of exasperation at first sight.
About Alice Clayton :
Novelist Alice Clayton makes her home in St. Louis where she enjoys gardening but not weeding, baking but not cleaning up after, and is trying desperately to get her long-time boyfriend to make her an honest woman–and please buy her a Bernese Mountain dog.
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