Author: Chantel Guertin
Publisher: ECW Press
Publication Date: September 1, 2013
Genre: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
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When 27-year-old image consultant Poppy Ross discovers that her handsome and seemingly devoted husband Parker is having an affair, she is dumbfounded. But before she has the chance to confront him, he is struck by lightning and when he regains consciousness, he has lost his short-term memories—including those of the affair. Given a chance to erase history and possibly save her marriage, Poppy decides to remake herself in the mistress’s image, so that Parker might never be tempted to stray again. Her quest to become his perfect woman has disastrous, and hilarious, results that may ultimately turn out to be the worst thing possible for her marriage.
I wish I had known about Love Struck before now, before it came to Netgalley but, you know how the saying goes, better late than never! This book was hilarious and went by so quickly that I thought there was less pages because I ate through this in no time flat.
When I read the synopsis I thought wow that seems interesting and something I haven’t read before. Poppy finds out her husband, Parker, is having an affair. She found out about it while getting her nails done and ran out of there with the pedicure shoes still on. Hilarious!
Later she gets a call that Parker is in an accident, he was hit by lightning and then the real fun begins. He wakes up and can’t remember the previous two months or the affair. Poppy, who is an image consultant, decides to change how she looks into how the mistress looks. The things she goes through though, oh man it had me in stitches. Especially the spray tan incident!
This was definitely a light read but you got some serious issues with their relationship and the trust that was lost while they both lied to each other. I loved this book and like I said, it made me laugh and I even teared up towards the end.
This is a gem. A funny fabulous gem. Read it!
“Don’t go spending the whole afternoon out on t he water,” my mother hollered after them. “You’ll get hemorrhoids from sitting on the metal.”