Wanting the perfect man doesn’t make me crazy. I just know what I like.
A powerful billionaire in a suit wasn’t even my first choice. Mcallister Stonewall was never on my radar, I didn’t even know he existed.
But I do now.
His hands are all over me at work. The heat of his chest pressing against my bare back as he bends me over the desk is the only thing on my mind.
He is my most forbidden desires unleashed. He is my new secret obsession. He is my Mr. Perfect.
Until the moment I realize… There’s no such thing as perfect.
I love books that have banter back and forth between main characters. It makes you break out in a huge grin that you then try to hide. This happened to me while reading this book while waiting at the pharmacy at Walgreens. I was a grinning idiot.
The heroine lives in the land of fantasy and denial, and Mr. Perfect brings that world to a crashing halt. Like Huss’ other books, the book has hot sexy times and another story arc covering the Mr. series that we haven’t figured out yet.
I loved the book, just like Huss’ previous books. You will not be disappointed.