Wednesday, 7 February 2018

REVIEW: Look the Part by Jewel E Ann

Look the Part, an all-new “emotional and breathtaking” standalone from

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Flint Hopkins finds the perfect tenant to rent the space above his Minneapolis-based law office.
All the T’s are crossed and I’s dotted on Ellen’s application. Her references are good. And she’s easy on the eyes.
Until …
Flint discovers Ellen Rodgers, Board-Certified Music Therapist, plays music. Bongos, guitars, singing—not Beethoven administered through noise-cancelling headphones.
The cut-throat attorney serves up an eviction notice to the bubbly, constantly-humming redhead who's too sexy for her own good. But luck is on Ellen’s side when Flint’s autistic son, Harrison, takes an instant liking to her. A single dad can’t compete with guitars—and rats. Yes, she has pet rats.
This woman …
She’s annoyingly happy with a constant need to touch him—adjust his tie, button his shirt, invade his space, and mess with his mind.
Still …
She must go.
Their lust-hate relationship escalates into something beautiful and tragic. This sexy, romantic-comedy explores the things we want, the things we need, and the impossible decisions parents and children make to survive.

“Look The Part is my new top favorite from the inimitable Jewel E. Ann. Delightfully quirky, funny but deeply emotional, Look The Part was pitch perfect. I loved everything about this five-star read!” - USA Today bestseller Ella James


There’s something thrilling, even a little forbidden, about a man in a perfectly-tailored suit. Flint Hopkins wears the hell out of a three-piece suit. Not a single wrinkle. Not a hair out of place. Not a scuff mark on his shiny shoes. His lips move, but all I hear is “I wore this suit for you today” as his hands make their rounds: caressing the buttons on his jacket, twisting his cufflinks, and adjusting his tie. It’s sophisticated fidgeting. “You said you’re a therapist, not a music teacher.” Observant men are sexy too. “I did. And I am. Specifically, I’m a music therapist. Do you want me to explain what a music therapist does?” “No. I just want you to look for a different space to rent. I’ll give you two weeks.” He turns and makes it out the door in three long strides. My toes are on his heels in seconds, chasing him down the stairs. “Wait? You’re evicting me?” “I’m giving you notice.” “Notice? You’re kicking me out for what? Doing my job?” “Preventing me from doing mine.” He pushes through the door at the bottom of the stairs and makes a sharp right. “Hey, Boss, how’d it—” Amanda’s gaze moves from Flint to me as I follow him into his office. “Hi, Amanda. Would you happen to have the name of a good real estate attorney? I may need to sue my landlord for wrongful eviction.” “Um …” Flint turns, halting my forward momentum a second shy of slamming into his chest. “Shut my door, Amanda.” His eyes narrow. I don’t care how hot this guy looks in a suit. I won’t recoil under his glower. “Please leave it open, Amanda. I may need you to be my witness.” Arrogance tugs at his mouth. “A witness?” “For when you threaten me.” He unbuttons his jacket and takes a step back. A whoosh of oxygen leaves my chest like it’s attached to him. The man has an air of confidence and mystery about him that commands attention. When he turned around to face me a few seconds ago, I sensed the slightest agitation in his narrowed eyes and flared nostrils, but not anymore. It’s not hard to imagine Flint Hopkins in a courtroom—cool, calculated, ruthless. “You seem to be an intelligent person, so surely you can see how the noise level of your profession could distract me from doing mine. I think sharing space with other businesses is not a good idea. You need a building of your own or maybe you should work out of your house.” “I live in an apartment. And I’m sorry, Mr. Money Bags, but I don’t have the cash flow to buy or rent a building all to myself. You’re an attorney. How often are you even in your office? And when you are, what are you doing that requires complete silence? Charming snakes? Narrating audio books?”


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Let me say it now, I am such a slave to Jewel's words. I seriously don't have enough words to describe how much I love her work. This one is no exception.

It's Ellen and Flint's story. No, it's Ellen, Flint and Harrison's story.

The blurb gives you a good idea what you're in for. But while, yes, it is rom com, one thing you need to understand, if you're not familiar with Jewel's work, is the emotional gravitas she infuses her work with. Her words and stories can stay with you for days, I'm just saying.

'When people touch, they no longer feel like strangers. It's a feeling. When humans share feelings, they connect on an intimate level. It's why I love music. It can go deeper than words. Rhythm is the heartbeat of your souls.'

I can't even begin to describe how much I love Ellen and Flint. In my head, I start breaking down what I love about these two and I stall. They're so life-like in my head, I could very well be talking about real people. They're relatable, fallible yet strong, flawed yet perfect... really just like anyone of us. 

Their dynamics is perfect- right amount of angst, perfect amount of humor, enough dose of heat, and plenty of heart.

'But you can move on and be a good person who fights the good fights. It's extraordinarily hard to acknowledge our imperfections, especially when they cause something so devastating... but you are in fact just like everyone else. You're' human, Flint'

Harrison definitely deserves a special mention. And so does the father-son dynamics... sigh... 

I've highlighted so many parts in this book that spoke to me, and captures what I love about it, yet no satisfying words come. I really wish I have the right words to describe things that would do this book justice. 

Just know that when I finished this, or any of my past Jewel reads, I walk away not just with a story that leaves an indelible mark in my mind but life lessons as a whole. Let me put it this way, whenever I decide to get another tattoo, Jewel's words will be there somewhere. That's how much I love her words.


About Jewel:

Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie with a quirky sense of humor. With 10 years of flossing lectures under her belt, she took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her three awesome boys and manage the family business. After her best friend of nearly 30 years suggested a few books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable reading, AKA writing. When she’s not donning her cape and saving the planet one tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock climbing with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, panty-scorching novels.


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