He’s the bad-boy biker. She’s the good girl working in her family’s Indian restaurant. On the surface, nothing about Trucker Carrigan and Pinky Grover’s instant, incendiary, attraction makes sense. But when they peel away the layers and the assumptions–and their clothes–everything falls into place. The need. The want. The light. The laughter. They have more in common than they ever could’ve guessed. Is it enough? They won’t know until they take a chance on each other–and on love.
The Meta Details:
Source: Purchase
Format: Kindle eBook
Length: 72 pages
Publication Date: November 13th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Content Level: Adult
Pearl Clutching Content: Sex. In parking lots. In cheap hotel rooms. In other cheap hotel rooms.
Trigger Warnings: Mentions of racism and biker gang activity.
Featuring: Indian food. Oh my god, the food…
Scorecard:
Recommended for: Fans of romance who need a break from this shitshow of a year
Rating: Must read.
Ginny’s Thoughts: This was not how I planned on spending my lunch break today. I was going to watch the new She-Ra. But this morning a new book came out by a twitter mutual who I absolutely adore and I had an extra minute so I cracked open my copy and…
…here I am, reviewing a book and creating new graphics for my website.
In the interest of full disclosure, I adore Ms. Snyder. We’re mutuals on Twitter. But I’m begging you not to let that color your impression of my review because by god, you need this book right now.
It’s light and fun. Fast-paced, with depth. A little morsel of sweet and steamy fun to lighten up this shit stain of a November in one hell hole of a year and I cannot encourage you to take a break with this book strongly enough.
Pinky is perfect. She’s just your average Mid-Western desi girl trying to do right by her family while not losing all of herself. A blend of sassy and nerdy full of trivia making her who I want to spend my Saturday nights with talking MCU conspiracy theories and playing Cards Against Humanity.
Trucker is tailgating… Listen, I wanted to stick with alliterations here, but it didn’t work out for me so I decided to ruin it in style…
But seriously, Trucker is a goofball hidden behind the image of a six-foot-three-inch badass. Into musical theatre, comics, bad jokes, and cheesy pickup lines, he… well… he reminds me of my husband, actually. (#Humblebrag.)
And I know I’ve already mentioned it in this review, but my 2018 has been rough. I’ve spent the last few months just licking my wounds and trying to heal. Not very well, as it turns out. I mean, I adopted a dog. And I am not known for being a dog person…
But when I was reading Tikka Chance on Me, I felt lighter and freer than I have in ages. I felt more like myself than I have in ages. I felt like I could do, and enjoy anything.
It was an honest and pure experience that means the world to me.
Especially the part with all the graphic sex.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ The (literary) heart wants what it wants…
In summary: Take a chance on Tikka Chance. You won’t be disappointed.
Ginny Lurcock 