{"id":38549,"date":"2018-11-19T08:00:41","date_gmt":"2018-11-19T13:00:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/?p=38549"},"modified":"2024-04-11T04:04:11","modified_gmt":"2024-04-11T08:04:11","slug":"arc-review-what-about-us-panic-4-by-sidney-halston","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/?p=38549","title":{"rendered":"ARC Review: What About Us (Panic, #4) by Sidney Halston"},"content":{"rendered":"

What About Us by Sidney Halston<\/strong><\/h4>\n

Releasing 20 November 2018<\/strong><\/h4>\n

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Synopsis<\/b><\/span><\/h4>\n

Irresistible beats and tantalizing bodies heat up the night at South Beach\u2019s most scandalous new club.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

Alex:<\/i><\/strong> I hate doing business in clubs. Especially one like Duality. I\u2019m here to seal a deal, not indulge in whatever hedonistic illusion they\u2019re selling. Until, through all the skin and sex on display, I see her. Helen Blackwood. The girl who once filled my youthful fantasies, whose name is now synonymous with pain. Her father\u2019s lies destroyed my family, leaving me with nothing to lose. And yet I can\u2019t deny my electric response to her touch . . . or my urge to protect her when I see the bruise on her face.<\/p>\n

Helen:<\/i> <\/b> Growing up, life prepared me for society galas and powerful men, not minimum-wage jobs or drunk exes with anger issues. But I\u2019m a survivor. So here I am, practically naked, serving drinks at a Miami nightclub. I don\u2019t mind the stares. Apparently, Alex Archer does. After twelve years, we aren\u2019t exactly friends, but money is something we both understand. Something he knows I need. I\u2019ll be his personal assistant, even if it means working with the man I hate . . . and the man I still want.<\/p>\n

No cheating. No cliffhangers. And no dress code.<\/b><\/p>\n

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Review<\/b><\/h4>\n

3 stars<\/b><\/p>\n

I love this series! Love stories full of passion, drama and intensity, and this time, an enemies-to-lovers, almost-second-chance romance that was good but that didn\u2019t quite hit the mark of the previous books in the series. But more about that later.<\/p>\n

Helen\u2019s history is twisted and painful. Through no fault of her own, she lost her life of luxury and has had to make it on her own since she was 18, struggling to get by and fighting for every bit of success she has had. She is now in a relatively good spot, working behind the bar at Duality nightclub, when her past comes back to upend her life once again.<\/p>\n

Alex is a businessman in Miami for a short-term deal. He\u2019s gruff and broody and hates socialising, but he has been dragged to Duality nightclub by a business associate. And his night takes a turn for the unexpected when he runs into a very unpleasant blast from his past.<\/p>\n

Alex and Helen grew up together, they were friends on the verge of something more when they were torn apart. The circumstances of their parting led to a lot of anger and pain, and with both of them misunderstanding the other\u2019s situation, 12 years apart has fostered a whole lot of hatred. They are furious with each other, but there is still a spark between them \u2013 an unforgotten attraction with a tinge of curiosity about each other, and though on the surface they want nothing to do with each other, neither of them can deny the pull.<\/p>\n

Somewhere deep inside \u2013 so deep that I ignore it completely \u2013 I know nothing good can come from fucking Helen Blackwood. I can\u2019t stand her and she hates me. But that mutual hate is fuelling my dick, because I can\u2019t seem to walk away.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

When Helen finds herself in trouble, it\u2019s Alex who comes to her rescue, unable to stay away from her. She ends up working for him, putting them into close proximity and giving them the perfect opportunity to bicker and banter, and to slowly start to open up about their pasts, their feelings and their pain, and finally act on all of their pent-up sexual tension. But there is still so much between anger and pain between them, and it\u2019s quite the tumultuous ride for them as they figure it all out.<\/p>\n

This book moves at a really fast pace, and I felt that it was lacking some of the build-up and detail that I have come to expect from Halston\u2019s writing. I wanted to explore these characters more, I wanted more chemistry, more opening up about feelings, more development of everything between them that would allow me to feel what was happening between them. Especially where Alex is concerned. He\u2019s such a complex character, and I was so looking forward to exploring his harsh moodiness, instead it\u2019s like we just scratched the surface of this complicated man, though the glimpses we did get to see of him opening up his heart were gorgeous.<\/p>\n

She cups my cheek with one of her hands. Instantly, I feel better. I don\u2019t know if she does, but I certainly do. It\u2019s like I\u2019m home. I\u2019m where I need to be with who I need to be with. And it\u2019s only a small touch. I wish I knew how to tell her that.<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

The set-up is there and we get glimpses of great romance, but as much as it hurts to say, this book feels like a missed opportunity for what could have been another awesome read in the series. Again, I thought the ending was a bit rushed and I would have liked to have seen a bit more detail, but it ends in a good (if somewhat cheesy) place.<\/p>\n

\u201cBeing with you \u2013 whether we\u2019re fighting or making love \u2013 is the most alive I have ever felt.\u201d<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

So yeah, not my favourite of the series, but I\u2019ll definitely be picking up more books if Halston writes them.<\/p>\n

I liked it, just didn\u2019t love it. 3 stars.<\/p>\n

An Advanced Review Copy was generously provided by the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.<\/i><\/p>\n

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The Panic series<\/strong><\/h4>\n

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Pull Me Close (#1)<\/strong>
\nReview<\/a>
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Make Me Stay (#2)
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\nBuy:\u00a0 Kindle Ebook<\/a><\/p>\n

Kiss Me Back (#3)
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\nBuy:\u00a0 Kindle Ebook<\/a><\/p>\n

What About Us (#4)<\/strong>
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Excerpt<\/strong><\/h4>\n

Heading straight to the VIP lounge, I look around to see if I can spot her and when I don\u2019t, I ask one of the bouncers about her. \u201cThere\u2019s a woman who works here. Her name is Helen. Brown hair\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s upstairs tonight,\u201d he says, cutting me off, and quickly turns his attention to the group of people behind me.<\/p>\n

\u201cUpstairs?\u201d I say out loud but to no one in particular.<\/p>\n

Confused, mostly because I know that\u2019s the nude part of the club, I press the button to one of the four elevators and when it doesn\u2019t come quickly enough, I look around for the stairs. Taking two steps at a time, I\u2019m immediately hit by loud noise. I adjust my tie, which suddenly feels suffocating, and look around trying to get my bearings.<\/p>\n

In the middle of the big room, there are two women hanging upside down completely naked as men and women whistle and dance to electronic dance music around the stage. Unlike other strip clubs, this is more of a nightclub with naked dancers in the background, as opposed to clubs where the naked dancers are the entertainment. Here, there are as many women as men in attendance, some oblivious to the strippers, while others stare.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s a lot of noise and people, and I don\u2019t know how I\u2019ll ever find Helen in the chaos.<\/p>\n

As I glance around, I notice the other female employees, the ones who are not strippers. Some are in tiny shorts, others in thongs. There is absolutely no way that boarding-school-bred, socialite, conservatively raised Helen Blackwood is working here.<\/p>\n

If I was confused when I first saw her at the club, now I\u2019m in a hazy dream where nothing makes sense. Where men and women are barely clothed\u2014some actually completely naked\u2014where there are fire-breathing men on stilts, where the tempo of the music feels like it\u2019s in sync with the heartbeats of the mostly inebriated crowd.<\/p>\n

I walk around and I\u2019m relieved that I don\u2019t see her. I don\u2019t know if I\u2019m prepared for that. The bouncer must\u2019ve misheard me, or perhaps he was speaking about another Helen.<\/p>\n

I sit down at the bar and order a drink.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat can I get you, hon?\u201d a stunning redhead asks.<\/p>\n

\u201cScotch. Double. Neat. Best you have.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSure thing,\u201d she says and gets to work.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m looking for someone. An employee. Helen Blackwood,\u201d I yell over the music.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot sure. There\u2019s a Helen, but I think her last name\u2019s James.\u201d She shrugs and keeps working.\u00a0 It\u2019s hard to see what\u2019s happening between the bodies pressed together, but I keep craning my head around the masses to see if I can find her in the crowd.<\/p>\n

Moments later when I\u2019m finally relaxing, relieved that she isn\u2019t here, I feel an odd pin prickle in the back of my neck that makes me turn my head. A woman\u2019s walking out of a storage room carrying a box against her chest and I only see the top of her head. But I know it\u2019s her. It\u2019s Helen.<\/p>\n

She drops it down on the bar top and proceeds to take out bundles of red mixing straws. She hasn\u2019t seen me yet, although I\u2019m only a few feet away from her. Last time I wasn\u2019t able to fully take her in. I was too surprised. Now, I study her fully.<\/p>\n

Her thick hair is up in a high ponytail and she has red lipstick and black makeup around her big, wide eyes. She blows a chunk of hair that has fallen out of the ponytail out of her face, but it falls right back over her right eye almost immediately. The bruise on her face is gone. She looks frazzled, but her face is fresh and youthful, as if the last twelve years didn\u2019t age her. I\u2019m sure I look older than my thirty-five years of age.<\/p>\n

Certainly, I feel much older. It\u2019s been tough, carrying all this rage in my heart and working hours upon hours, nonstop, to build the empire I\u2019ve built. Maybe if I\u2019d had money just handed to me, like Helen, I\u2019d look fresh and young too.<\/p>\n

I almost forget that there are topless men and women all around me, except that the perky redhead with full tits, nipples peeking out of her mesh shirt, leans forward. \u201cGet you another one?\u201d She tips her head to my drink and I nod my head, affirmatively.<\/p>\n

Then, in a blink of an eye, everything changes.<\/p>\n

Helen closes the box and tucks it under the bar. Slowly she stands back and looks around and as if making a decision, she straightens her shoulders and exhales. That\u2019s when my eyes drift down to what had been covered by the box.<\/p>\n

I see red.<\/p>\n

I also see the most gorgeous set of tits I\u2019ve ever seen in my life.<\/p>\n

And then I realize I\u2019m not the only one who can see them.<\/p>\n

I slam my drink on the bar, amber liquid swishing out of the glass and onto my hand, but I ignore it and take long, calculated steps toward Helen, not caring one fuck that I\u2019m bumping and pushing people out of the way.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat the hell is this?\u201d I bark, pointing to her chest.<\/p>\n

I undo the button on my suit jacket and quickly remove it. Her eyes are wide and her face is flushed, and she looks around the room with a mix of humiliation and anger. \u201cLet\u2019s go!\u201d I snap my fingers and push my jacket against her chest. She still hasn\u2019t said a single word. Her bow-shaped lips, colored bright red, form an O and her eyes blink rapidly. Her hands are suspended midair and she\u2019s looking at me, confused.<\/p>\n

A moment later there are two meatheads crowding me. \u201cWhat is going on here?\u201d One looks at me, then at Helen.<\/p>\n

\u201cI . . . uh . . .\u201d she stammers.<\/p>\n

\u201cHelen. We\u2019re leaving. Now.\u201d I reach across the bar to pull her by the arm when suddenly my own arm is being bent awkwardly behind my back and I feel a burn from my rotator cuff.<\/p>\n

\u201cListen, buddy,\u201d warns one of the security assholes. \u201cYou can\u2019t touch any of the staff. You either leave quietly or you leave in cuffs. Your call.\u201d<\/p>\n

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About the Author<\/strong><\/h4>\n

USA Today bestselling author, Sidney Halston lives her life with one simple rule: \u201cJust Do It\u201d\u2013 Nike. And that\u2019s exactly what she did.<\/p>\n

After working hard as an attorney, Sidney picked up a pen for the first time at thirty years old to begin her dream of writing. Having never written anything other than very exciting legal briefs, she found an outlet for her imaginative, romantic side and wrote Seeing Red.\u00a0 That first pen stroke sealed the deal, and she fell in love with writing. Sidney lives in South Florida with her husband and children. She loves her family above all else, and reading follows a close second. When she\u2019s not writing, you can find her reading and reading and reading. She\u2019s a reader first and a writer second. When she\u2019s not writing or reading, her life is complete and utter chaos, trying to balance family life with work and writing (and reading). But she wouldn\u2019t have it any other way.<\/p>\n

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