Book Review and Excerpt: Perfectly Broken by Prescott Lane

Perfectly Broken

Title: Perfectly Broken
Author: Prescott Lane
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: 279 pages
Rating: 5 stars

Synopsis
Even after years of trauma therapy, Peyton still believes she’s broken. She has little desire to date or show off her natural beauty, content simply to hang out with her best friends and runher pie shop in New Orleans. But her world turns upside-down when a handsome architectand self-confessed player shows up in her shop and thinks she’s perfect, much more than the usual hook-up. While Peyton does her best to resist his charms, believing she could never be enough for him, she can’t deny the obvious heat between them. With Reed determined to have her, Peyton must decide whether to continue to hide behind her apron and baggy clothes or take a chance and share her scars with Reed, a man with a playboy reputation and scars of
his own — a dark past he can’t possibly share with Peyton, not after learning the horrors she’s endured. But if they can find a way to trust each other, and themselves, they just might be able to heal, to save each other, to live perfectly broken together.

Michelle’s Review
Peyton Maysfield was once a young college student without a care in the world but graduating from college.  Now she is a pie baking store owner and she’s broken.  She was raised by her Grandmother Adelaide, which also happens to be the name of her shop.  She learned to bake pies because her grandmother.  She lost her parents at a very young age, that’s just the beginning of her sad story.  You can tell from the beginning that she had a traumatic past which is why she is having a therapy session with Dr. Lorraine (BTW, loved Dr. Lorraine, if ever I needed therapy, I want someone like her as my therapist, just saying).  Peyton does not like being noticed, that is why she hides underneath her baggy clothing, yet she is beautiful.  She is perfectly happy just baking at her shop, keeping herself under the radar and hanging out with her BFF Quinn.  Like most women who are attacked, Peyton does not feel she will ever find her happily ever after due
to her attack.

Reed Langston, hot shot architect who can have any woman he wants.  He comes from a very well known and wealthy family.  He owns up to his “bad boy” image, but he is always honest with the women he is with that he wants a “no strings attached” commitment. Yet, when you get to know him, you can see, he too, is harboring some real shit due to his upbringing and you can’t help but feel sorry for him.  He feels he needs to justify for his father’s sins (I really hated his dad, and so will you!).  His mom Marion, is a Godsend, bless her soul. She wants Reed to find his special someone and give her grandkids. What Reed didn’t expect was to feel this extreme chemistry with Peyton.  He was introduced to her by his BFF Bret who happens to be Quinn’s boyfriend.  When they shake hands for the first time, they both feel the sizzle.

Peyton, through Quinn, has an idea he is a player.  Reed turns up at her shop everyday trying to get a date out of her.

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Reed is relentless in trying to get a date from Peyton, she finally caves in.

“No man had pursued her for so long, so persistently. She was usually good at pushing men away. Virtually all of them would give up after a try or two, and she’d never see or hear from them again. For some
reason, Reed was different, his intentions a total mystery. It was unnerving and exciting. It made her feel good.”

This book has several POVs, but manly it’s Peyton and Reed’s, at first I was a little confused, but I got why the author wrote them in. Peyton’s BFF Quinn, is fierce and I loved her.  She feels like she has to protect Peyton, especially from Reed (she too has preconceived ideas regarding Reed).  Her brother Griffin, also feels like a protector.  I didn’t know how to feel about him.  I will leave it at that for now.  Bret, is so hilarious.

Before Reed finds out about Peyton’s past, he knew he would have to take things real slow with her.  He was such a romantic.  I loved how he arranged for all the pink flowers from a florist to be delivered to Peyton.  I also loved how sweet he was to Peyton’s grandmother. How he set up a romantic evening at a park and he waited for the right song to dance with Peyton, “Let’s Stay Together” by Al Green. He really stole my heart when he took Peyton away after her
grandmother passed away.  He took her to the same place her grandfather took her whenever she was sad about things.  Yet the best part was how he listened to Peyton after she told him about
the attack and didn’t take pity on her.  Through all this, they had yet to have to sexy times.  They had other different types of sexy times. That’s how patient he was with her.

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(and here comes the tears)

Of course, there is always some drama along the lines.  His friend with benefits, Heather, tries to come in between them.  No bueno!!!!  Or how Dr. Lorraine aptly calls her “cunt”, “a big fat cunt”, my own favorite word is “ultra bitch”.  This was a really good read with lots of tissues being used.  I mean my heart broke for Peyton and Reed.  Through it all, they made it together.  I cannot wait to read more from Prescott Lane.

-Michelle
Don’t forget to follow her on Twitter @prescottlane1.

*An ARC was received from RockStarLit PR for an honest review.

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Excerpt:
“Peyton can pick for you.”
“Yeah, she’s got some weird sixth sense about pie,” Bret said. “She can tell what pie you like just by looking at you.”
“We call it the ‘Pie Personality Gift,’” Quinn said.
“I think I’ll just take the apple,” Reed said.
“That’s no fun,” Peyton teased. “How about I give you the apple and also what I think you’d like, and then we’ll see?”
“Sure,” Reed said with a shrug. “How can you tell?”
“Let me see your hand,” Peyton said, a twinkle in her eyes.
“Are you some kind of palm reader?” Reed held out his hand and gave a smirk to Bret — as if this was the most ridiculous thing he’d ever done.
“It’s nice you do what you’re told,” Bret quipped.
Peyton slipped her hand into Reed’s, and a sudden electrical charge shot between them. She flinched at the contact, her baby blue eyes flying wide open, but he gently closed his fingers around hers, never letting slip a chance to hold a pretty girl’s hand, even if he didn’t believe any of her pie witchcraft bullshit. Quinn cleared her throat to voice her disapproval. But Peyton and Reed both ignored her, leaving Quinn to frown and grab a nearby table with Bret.
Reed studied her as she worked, or whatever the hell she was doing. She was a natural beauty— her baby blue eyes, long brown hair, and fair skin, without a stitch of makeup — a far cry from the overtly sexy model he usually went for. He memorized her perfect pink lips,
knowing what they could do for him, and the curve of her neck, a silver locket dangling from it. He saw something else, too — at least he thought he did. There appeared to be some complication about her, some sadness behind her pretty eyes, something she was trying to
hide. I could make you happy.
Peyton examined the shape and lines of his hands but found it hard to focus, a part of her wanting to run and hide, another wanting to run her hands through his dark, messy hair, to feel the slight stubble on his face, imagining his hands running down her body, her breasts
against his washboard abs. Then she caught herself and drew a deep breath, her stomach churning, a million butterflies floating around. She looked up from his hands, into his steel blue eyes, shocked by her attraction to a man she knew nothing about. “You are devil’s food
chocolate praline.”
“We’ll see.”

About Prescott Lane:

Prescott
Prescott Lane is the author of First Position and her new release, Perfectly Broken. She is originally from Little Rock, Arkansas, and graduated from Centenary College with a degree in sociology. She went on to receive her MSW from Tulane University, after which she worked with developmentally delayed and disabled children. She married her college sweetheart, and they currently live in New Orleans with their two children and two crazy dogs. Prescott
started writing at the age of five, and sold her first story about a talking turtle to her father for a quarter. She later turned to writing romance novels because there aren’t enough happily ever
afters in real life.

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