He’s not a douchebag;
but that doesn’t stop his friends from
turning him into one.
MY FRIENDS WANT ME TO GET LAID.
So much so that they plastered my ugly mug all over campus, in bold printed letters:
Are you the lucky lady who’s going to break our roommate’s cherry?
Him: socially awkward man with average-sized penis looking for willing sexual partner. You: must have pulse. Text him at: 555-254-5551
The morons can’t even spell. And the texts I’ve been receiving are what wet dreams are made of. But I’m not like these douchebags, no matter how hard they try to turn me into one.
THIS ISN’T THE KIND OF ATTENTION I WANT.
One text stands out from hundreds. One number I can’t bring myself to block. She seems different. Hotter, even in black and white.
However, after seeing her in person, I know she’s not the girl for me. But my friends won’t let up—they just don’t get it. Douchebags or not, there’s one thing they’ll never understand: GIRLS DON’T WANT ME.
_________________ 5 AMAZING STARS _________________
Wow, this book was nothing like what I was expecting. Let me start off with the fact this is my first Sara Ney book. I’ve seen my book friends reading this series and enjoying it which piqued my curiosity. I was given the opportunity to listen to the audio of this book and I didn’t hesitate to agree. Normally, I’ll go to Amazon or Audible and listen to a sample because I’m a firm believer that a listening experience can either be enhanced or ruined by the narrator. Even though I skipped checking to see if I meshed with the narrators I found their narration to be excellent. It was done by duel narrators who were enjoyable to listen to. I couldn’t stop listening to it because the audio was so good.
What an unexpected surprise to find out that the douchebag in this story wasn’t the hero but the heroine. THE HEROINE IS THE DOUCHEBAG! She was very mean girl early on in the story. I didn’t care for her at all. But like all redeemable douchebags, they start to become enlightened by their shallowness and become more likable.
The hero was thought to be the ugly duckling among his peers. Unlike in other books when the girl considers herself to be the ugly one and the hero sees her as the most beautiful girl in the whole world that isn’t the case for our hero. The heroine doesn’t even find our hero to be attractive. His teammates make jabs at him for being “ugly.” But the thing is our hero knows that there’s more than your looks that make you a person worth knowing. He strong in that knowledge and doesn’t have a ‘poor me’ attitude.
THE LEARNING HOURS
This book was amply named. The heroine learns to not judge someone on their looks but to look deeper and focus on someone’s character. Beauty radiates from the inside. The hero learns that someone who is considered gorgeous can love him even if is 5 and she’s a 10 on a scale of hotness.
THE LEARNING HOURS is the third book in the How to Date Douchebag series. It can be read as a standalone. Lovers of a good guy getting the hot girl will enjoy this college sports romance. I was so immersed in their story that I wore headphones to bed so I could keep listening to it as I was falling asleep. LISTEN TO THE AUDIO!
**Complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review.**
He’s seated at a table in the far corner when I spot him from the door. He’s not hard to miss—not with his purple t-shirt in a sea of black and yellow, and wavy mussed hair.
He’s slouching, hunched over his table.
My stomach rolls with nerves, nerves that have me rooted to the spot in the doorway, watching him.
For the entire four minutes I stand here, he sits immobile, studying his laptop, eyes moving along the screen, completely transfixed by whatever he’s reading.
“Just go over there,” I whisper to myself, blowing out a puff of pent-up air.
I put one foot in front of the other and begin toward him, spine ramrod straight, steeling myself, prepared for another argument.
“Do you mind if I sit here?” I lay my hand on the back of the wooden chair across from him, intending to pull it out.
He stiffens but doesn’t lift his head. “Yes I mind.”
“Would you mind if I sat at the table next to you?” I’m pushing his buttons, looking for a reaction, but he only spares me a brief glance.
Shrugs. “Free country.”
I bite my lip to hide a smile, glad he didn’t tell me to take a hike…
Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.
She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog.