Today is my stop during the blog tour for The Matchmaker’s Playbook (Wingmen Inc. #1) by Rachel Van Dyken. I’ll share my review of the book, some teasers, an excerpt, the book trailer and there’s a tour wide giveaway!
Wingman rule number one: don’t fall for a client.
After a career-ending accident, former NFL recruit Ian Hunter is back on campus—and he’s ready to get his new game on. As one of the masterminds behind Wingmen, Inc., a successful and secretive word-of-mouth dating service, he’s putting his extensive skills with women to work for the lovelorn. But when Blake Olson requests the services of Wingmen, Inc., Ian may have landed his most hopeless client yet.
From her frumpy athletic gear to her unfortunate choice of footwear, Blake is going to need a miracle if she wants to land her crush. At least with a professional matchmaker by her side she has a fighting chance. Ian knows that his advice and a makeover can turn Blake into another successful match. But as Blake begins the transformation from hot mess to smokin’ hot, Ian realizes he’s in danger of breaking his cardinal rule.…
Rachel Van Dyken is definitely a one-click author for me. I think this is the fifth book I have read by this very talented author and I have loved each and every one. Boy does Rachel know how to write great romantic comedy that is fresh, original, hysterically funny, and chock-a-block full of interesting characters and tons of swoon-worthy scenes.
I thought Ian was a total jackass at the start. Seriously, some of the crap coming out of his mouth made me want to reach into my Kindle and slap him around a bit. But he rapidly grew on me. Underneath all that swagger, he has a heart of gold. And he’s hot. And a modern day Superman. Yup, he’s the full package.
Ian has never been in love, and he’s quite dismissive of the notion until he meets Blake and she worms her way in deep.
Blake started out absolutely hating his guts, and it was really funny when she realized he was part of Wingman Inc. I loved the progression of their relationship and it developed quickly but naturally. It was pretty obvious how this one was going to play out but I was still surprised that David turned out to be such a douchecanoe. Blake is an intelligent girl and I can’t believe she would be so in love with someone who clearly didn’t value her friendship in the end. That’s the only part I wish had been written differently.
The dating service angle was different and not what I was expecting (in a good way.) Ian was so spot-on with the women, and it gave me plenty of laugh out loud moments. I loved that Lex had a nerdy IT side and he put it to good use producing matchmaking reports/stats. Loved that!
The writing and pacing are spot-on, and as so often happens with a book from one of my favorite authors, I started it last night intending on maybe reading half of it and stayed up until 2 a.m. to finish it. Read it in one go. Could not sit it down. It was way too entertaining.
Lex is a very intriguing character and I look forward to reading his story. It’s obvious that he and Gabi actually love each other underneath all the snarking, and I know the next book is going to be a real roller-coaster read jam-packed with angst and tormented toing and froing. I, for one, can’t wait for it!
If you enjoy well written romantic comedy you will adore this book. Highly recommended.
Thanks to the publisher and Inkslinger PR for providing a copy of this book in exchange for my honest review.
You can watch the book trailer here:
The Matchmakers Playbook Creed
1. Head held high.
2. Always smile.
3. Never slouch.
4. Wear clothes appropriate to the season.
5. Let him open the door.
6. No kissing on the first date.
7. He comes to you.
8. Lingering is frowned upon.
9. NO facebook stalking.
10. NO STALKING stalking.
11. Don’t be too available.
12. LIsten to Lex and Ian.
13. See Number 12.
14. No seriously, go back, re-read #12.
15. If after one week you aren’t satisfied, we will dissolve the contract.
“If you hurt her, I’m going to break off your favorite appendage.”
“Silly Gabi.” I grinned. “Is that an invitation to touch?”
“Guarantee if I ever do touch you, it will only end badly.”
“Tease.” I winked.
“Stop that.” She flicked me on the nose. “Your sexual prowess is dead to me. Dead!”
Rolling my eyes, I wrapped an arm around her and steered us both into the kitchen, where the smell of French bread and spaghetti filled the air. “Have I told you how much I miss our weekly dinners? Think we should do it daily? You know, so I don’t starve?”
Gabi shrugged out of my embrace. “Learn how to cook.”
I jutted out my lower lip. “It’s not for lack of knowledge.” I broke off a piece of warm bread, then poured myself a large glass of wine. “It’s because yours always tastes better.”
Gabi groaned loudly. “Damn, do the girls really fall for that? Still?”
“Eh.” I shrugged and made a so-so motion with my hand. “Nine out of ten.”
“You disgust me.”
“You say that every day.”
“Because it’s true every day.”
“When’s dinner ready?” Serena bounced into the room, literally, her head bobbing from left to right. Maybe that’s how girls like her built up more brain cells. They shook the air, and the pressure between their ears exploded, making tiny little brain-cell babies.
Gabi poked her head into the fridge. “When Lex gets here.”
“So it’s ready now?” she asked.
Never mind. No brain-cell babies. I fought the urge to point to the steaming spaghetti and bread sitting on the breakfast bar. Didn’t it look ready, kiddo?
“Technically,” I answered for Gabi. “But we aren’t eating”—I stressed the word “eating” even though I’d just taken some bread—“until my sidekick gets here.”
“Sidekick, huh?” Serena crossed her arms, forcing her boobs to kiss one another and nearly hit her in the chin.
“Oh, I thought you knew.” I gave her a sad face. “I’m the hero in this scenario . . . Even own my own cape. He’s basically the Robin to my Batman.”
“So is Robin,” Gabi said defensively.
Whoa. Did she just defend Lex? I felt her forehead. She pushed my hand away and handed me some parmesan cheese.
The door flew open, and Lex stepped through, holding up two bottles of Cab. “Sorry, traffic was shit.”
“Language,” Gabi called.
Lex and I shared a look before Lex stomped over to the swear jar and tossed in a dollar bill.
About the Author:
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she’s not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
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