Review – Gentleman Nine by Penelope Ward

Gentleman Nine by Penelope Ward

Penelope Ward does it again with another breathtaking novel of lost love and second chances!

From the very beginning of this novel I was swept off my feet with an instant, believable connection that built slowly and so intensely. Channing and Amber are such an amazing couple, Penelope has a way of weaving her characters together so seamlessly and effortlessly. Nothing ever feels forced or rushed and it makes me appreciate her stories and characters so much more.

I would say this book was one of Penelope’s lighter books, as in not as angsty as some of her previous ones, but I still gobbled up every word and loved every second of it. I loved that Amber and Channing had a comedic value to their banter. My grin at times actually hurt my face but I was so invested in the happiness and ease of these characters that I didn’t care. The swoon was off the charts in Gentleman Nine.. I think a few times, my butterflies got butterflies! No joke!

The overall set up of this novel is actually genius in the way that despite us getting a larger insight into this book from the blurb, Penelope manages to throw in curveballs and never once did I find it predictable or obvious. Once I started I was all in and that’s from the pure beauty of Penelope’s writing skills.

Gentleman Nine is a best seller for a reason. It’s a killer book! One I’m so, so happy I read!

From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.

Growing up, the three of us were friends.
He was the nerd.
I was the playboy.
She was the beauty.

Deep down, I only ever wanted her. I kept it inside because Rory and I made a pact that our friend, Amber, was off-limits.

He lied.

I went off to college, and he got the girl.
Amber never knew how I felt.
They were together for years—before he broke her heart.

Through it all and across the miles, she and I casually stayed in touch.
When my job sent me to Boston for a three-month contract position, Amber let me stay in her spare room.

Still reeling from her breakup, she’d sworn off men.
One night, I opened her computer to find the shock of my life. She’d hesitantly contacted a male escort company. Afraid to date and get her heart broken again, she was looking for sex with no strings.
Every emotion imaginable ran through me: protectiveness, jealousy—curiosity.
Amber had chosen Gentleman Number Nine and sent him a message.
She opened up to him, confessing, among other things, her physical attraction to her friend—me. But she considered me off-limits—and she thought I was a manwhore. (Ironic, considering the circumstances.)

Eventually, she set up a date to meet Gentleman Nine at a hotel.
When she showed up several nights later to meet him, she was stunned to see me standing there—with an offer I hoped she wouldn’t refuse.

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