Birthday Girl

Birthday Girl

Birthday Girl by Penelope Douglas

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Reader high achieved!

This book was EVERYTHING I NEEDED! I was in a reader slump- nothing sounded good. I was adrift in a sea of literary apathy. It had only been a couple of days like this, but for me that is a long time.
I decided the solution was an as-yet unread book by one of my “old faithfuls.” Enter Birthday Girl.
I couldn’t put it down. It was one of those where you carry it around the house with you, and very seriously consider backing out of social engagements until you finish. Where you shower as fast as you can so you can get back to it. Prop it against the wall so you can read while you brush your teeth.
I was so taken with Pike and Jordan. Their slow-burn build. The illicit component keeping them apart when they were so obviously right for each other. The missteps taken by pretty much all of the characters at one point or another, lending realistic drama.
I loved how Jordan was an old soul, forced by her upbringing to be wise and mature beyond her years. How she had so much pride, and wanted so badly to be independent. She just needed one person in her life to make her a priority, and not let her down.
I loved Pike’s sense of responsibility, and how it shaped his entire life. It gave him little patience for lack of responsibility in others, including women who would desire his generosity rather than desiring him.
I’ve always had a soft spot for the older man/younger woman dynamic, and this seems to be underrepresented in good romance reads. Those with five to ten year differences are somewhat common, but not so much with 15+ year differences. I LOVED it.
On top of this there was great suspense and agonizing pressure buildup. What would happen? Would Lindsay find out? Would Cole? Would their relationship get out? Would people accept it if it did? Could they ever have a future considering her past with Cole?
Aaah- it was delicious! No lag, no extra stuffing- just solid writing, awesome characters, glorious slow-burn, and hot “steamy times.”

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From New York Times Bestselling author Penelope Douglas comes a new forbidden love story…


He took me in when I had nowhere else to go.

He doesn’t use me, hurt me, or forget about me. He doesn’t treat me like I’m nothing, take me for granted, or make me feel unsafe.

He remembers me, laughs with me, and looks at me. He listens to me, protects me, and sees me. I can feel his eyes on me over the breakfast table, and my heart pumps so hard when I hear him pull in the driveway after work.

I have to stop this. It can’t happen.

My sister once told me there are no good men, and if you find one, he’s probably unavailable.

Only Pike Lawson isn’t the unavailable one.

I am.


I took her in, because I thought I was helping.

She’d cook a few meals and clean up a little. It was an easy arrangement.

As the days go by, though, it’s becoming anything but easy. I have to stop my mind from drifting to her and stop holding my breath every time I bump into her in the house. I can’t touch her, and I shouldn’t want to.

The more I find my path crossing hers, though, the more she’s becoming a part of me.

But we’re not free to give into this. She’s nineteen, and I’m thirty-eight.

And her boyfriend’s father.

Unfortunately, they both just moved into my house.

*BIRTHDAY GIRL is a stand-alone, contemporary romance suitable for ages 18+.

Published by Amanda Marie

Compulsive reader. Romantic suspense/contemporary romance/dark romance/NA romance addict. Particularly fond of mafia, forced/arranged marriage, secret baby, kidnapping, and dark alpha heroes. Just out here doing my part for humanity- these books won't read themselves.

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