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320 pages, Paperback
First published July 12, 2016
I knew I was falling for him in a big way. Whole heart, full butterflies, threatening to burst out of my chest and skywrite my feelings for all the world to see.As I said before, this story was fantastically funny. I had so much love for Natalie, it was steamy, entertaining and sweet. So why not 5 stars? Well, as much as I loved the story and Natalie, I had some trouble connecting to Oscar. There were moments he aggravated me and overall I didn’t love him as much as I wanted to throughout the story. There were parts of him I did love, but then there were moments I was too disconnected to him. He seemed aloof and withdrawn through parts of the story and it didn’t jive as well with me. I know he’s a reserved kind of guy, and maybe it was just me, but I wanted a little more ‘something’ from his character.
“Oscar should grin more often. Because when he does, birds sing and angels weep. And holy shit, cows moo.”
“Would he be soft and gentle? Would he be strong and forceful? Would he lick my lower lip until I opened up, then slide his tongue against mine sensually? Or would he put his perfect hands on my face, turn it how he wanted it, and fuck my mouth with his own?”
Size-eighteen women were supposed to be timid. Size-eighteen women were supposed to be shy. Size-eighteen women were supposed to be grateful for any male attention, and to feel especially honored if a good-looking man paid attention to them. F*ck all that noise. I took the best-looking guy home with me whenever and however I pleased.
“This was moving beyond a toss in the hay and a grapple in the truck. I was feeling the feels. Which made me so very nervous… but I was rolling with it, dealing with it.”
"Brie?"
"Oh. Yes."
"Think Oscar might stumble into you with his nuts?"
"He's a dairy farmer," I said, laughing. "I've been more focused on his milk can."
I used to think abuse was someone getting hit. Now I know it's anything that makes you double over with pain, that makes you question anything and everything about yourself that you knew to be true. It's anything that tells you that you're only good if...
Turns out gentle sweet dairy cows get startled when someone comes running, and they don't always take too kindly to a shuffle-hop-step. One of them came after me, and although it was likely at a pace of about a mile per hour, it looked very fast in my head...
"What the hell are you doing to my cows?"![]()
“You’re bossy.”
“And you love it. All cavemen secretly like to be told what to do now and the.”
“Size eighteen women weren’t supposed to show off their legs, which I did. They weren’t supposed to show off their cleavage, which I did... Size eighteen women were supposed to dress like they were apologizing for taking up too much space. I took up space. I took up space in a city where space was at a premium, and I never apologized for it.”
CREAM OF THE CROP was such an adorably funny & sexy & cheesy romance! (Cheesy as in Cheese!)
You'll sooo fall in love with Natalie and her Dairy-Hottie! Also, I will be permanently leaving Germany soon! Hudson Valley here I come!!! I'm accepting donations for my new farm via paypal! ☺
❝The Hudson Valley. Where the food is pretty, and so are the farmers.❞
❝Size-eighteen women were supposed to be timid. Size-eighteen women were supposed to be shy. Size-eighteen women were supposed to be grateful for any male attention, and to feel especially honored if a good-looking man paid attention to them.
Fuck all that noise. I took the best-looking guy home with me whenever and however I pleased.❞
❝...this guy was like...hmm. Cross a bad boy with a supermodel, add a dash of linebacker with a big scoop of Polynesian love, and you might, just might, have an appreciation for the wet dream across the market from me.❞
❝Brie?❞
❝Oh, yes.❞