Once Rose Fisher makes a decision, that’s it. End of story.
Like when her ex, Patrick, dumped her out of the blue, then showed up with a super hot, tatted up sex kitten on his arm. Then it was over for good. The end. Poof. Dead to her. Except he was everywhere — down the hall, at the bar with their friends, worming his way into her dreams.
But with their friends paired off, they’re left alone more and more. Rose is determined to keep him friendzoned — doesn’t matter that he stares at her with a smolder that drops all panties in a ten foot radius. She’s over him, and she’ll prove it by getting back into the dating game, Patrick be damned.
Patrick Evans is no stranger to consequences. When your mother walks out, your dad drifts away. When you leave home, you’re on your own. And when you run away from the girl you love, you lose her. He finally has an opportunity to rebuild the bridge he burned, and it’s not one he’ll take for granted. But he’ll have to fight for her, even if it hurts. Even if it means he’ll walk away brokenhearted. Because deep down, he knows that she’s it for him.
The trick will be to get her to admit she feels it too.
Last Call is EVERYTHING that I could possibly want in a contemporary romance. It’s funny, it’s steamy, and the pages just keep turning. Plus the cover is beautiful. But honestly the inside of the covers is even better.
Tricky and Rose are just a mess. It’s as simple as that. But they’re a beautiful mess. Not like a gross semi-abusive mess. They have amazing chemistry. It’s an entertaining trip to follow them around as they try and work out their lives.
It’s a complex book, it’s not one of those books that follows a formula. Because when has Staci ever followed a formula? There is a lot of heartbreak in these pages, but also a lot of hope.
Staci’s writing has always been on point. She’s a clean writer, with funky dialogue, which is what makes her books so Staci. Last Call is solid, I honestly don’t recall anything weird or out of place while I was reading. Not only that but the pacing is on point. There gets to be a point in a lot of romance books where it’s like, “Just get it together!” and yeah, you’re screaming that at Rose and Tricky in your head, but it’s not because you’re bored. It’s because the pages are flying by and I might have been genuinely concerned that Tricky and Rose were going to f*ck it up yet again.
Yes, if you love contemporary romance, and rom-com’s you should read this book. Especially if you like realistic dialogue and lots of laughs.
Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life — a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can’t forget that. She’s also been a mom; she has three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She’s been a wife; even though she’s certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She’s also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she’s been drinking whiskey. Her favorite word starts with f and ends with k.
From roots in Houston, to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she’s not writing, she’s sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.