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--Jessica Sorenson, New York Times bestselling author of The Coincidence of Callie and Kayden --This text refers to an alternate kindle_edition edition.
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The first time I met Hunter Zaccadelli, I punched him in the face. Granted, he completely and totally deserved it. He also asked for it, in so many ways.
When our fourth roommate bailed on us three days before school, Darah, Renee and I assumed housing would take care of it and shove some poor unfortunate in with us. Probably some poor girl who had decided to switch colleges at the last minute to follow a boyfriend, or someone who had their apartment plans fall through. We weren't sure what to expect, but come move-in day, I did not expect who was waiting outside when I opened the door. I knew the upper-class housing was coed, but never in my wildest and craziest dreams did I think it would actually happen to us.
Instead of a desperate and frazzled girl, he showed up with a footlocker, a backpack and a guitar. It was so beyond cliche that I didn't say anything for the full three seconds it took for me to assess him. Dark hair buzzed so short his head was almost shaved, purposeful five o'clock shadow, piercing blue eyes and at least a foot on my five feet. And a cocky smile to top it all off. He might as well have had Trouble tattooed on his forehead. Speaking of ink, I could just make out some on his arm, but I couldn't see what it said. His thin T-shirt hugged his chest in a way that didn't leave much to the imagination. Maybe he'd borrowed it from his little brother.
"Are you Darah, Renee or Taylor? You look like a Taylor to me," he said, looking me up and down.
I wasn't at my best, considering I was dressed for moving heavy objects in a blue UMaine T-shirt and black soccer shorts, and I had my light brown hair in a haphazard bun against the back of my neck. His eyes raked up and down twice, and for some reason the way he assessed me made me blush and want to kick him in the balls at the same time.
"There must be a mistake," I said.
He adjusted his bag on his shoulder. "That's a creative name. What do you shorten it to? Missy?"
"That's not what I meant."
His grin somehow got wider. Either his dad was a dentist, or he was really into flossing because those teeth were pretty perfect. I noticed things like that, having gone through my own dental saga between three years of braces and night headgear. I still had to wear a retainer every night.
"Is that her?" Darah called from her room, where she was arranging her photo frames so they were exactly level. She was neurotic like that.
"I'm Hunter, by the way. Hunter Zaccadelli."
Of course his name was Hunter. The only Hunter I'd ever known had been a complete douche. Looked like this guy was going to carry on the tradition.
He pointed to his footlocker. "So, should I bring my stuff in or ?
My brain wouldn't stop misfiring.
"Who's that?" Darah finally emerged. Our other roommate, Renee, was still unloading stuff from her car. "New roommate, hey," he said.
"You're the new roommate?" Her eyebrows migrated so they were nearly hidden under her dark bangs. She gave him the same up and down as I did, but he didn't do the same to her. He was still looking at me.
"Yeah, my housing plans fell through at the last minute. My cousin was going to let me live at his place, but that didn't work out, so here I am. Do you mind if I come in now?"
"You can't live here," I said, crossing my arms.
"Why? This is a coed living facility, last time I checked." He flashed his grin again and shouldered his way into the room, completely ignoring me as his chest brushed mine, and I got a whiff of cologne. It wasn't that cheap crap that punches you in the nose. It was spicier, almost like cinnamon. I stood my ground, but he had height and weight on me. But I had surprise on my side.
"Well, it's better than sleeping on my cousin's couch," he said, plunking his bag on the floor and surveying the room. The suites were small, with a kitchen and tiny nook for a dining table on one side and a tiny living room for an apartment-size couch and a recliner on the other. The bedrooms were the worst, with two lofted beds crammed perpendicular to each other along the wall, the desks crammed underneath, and room for only two small closets.
"Can I see some identification?" Darah said, propping her hands on her hips. "How do we know you're not some random creep?"
"Do I look like some random creep?" He spread his arms out, and I finally saw what the tattoo on his left biceps was.
A number seven in curling intricate script. My eyes moved up to his face.
"How are we supposed to know?" Darah moved closer to him, using her stature. They were almost the same height.
"Look, all I know is that I submitted an application and they sent me an email with a room number and your names. Here, I printed it out. Do you treat all your guests like criminals?" He drew out a many-times-folded sheet of paper and handed it to Darah. She glanced at it, sighed and handed it to me.
"Why wouldn't they have notified us?" I said once I'd read it. There it was in black-and-white.
"Who knows?" Darah said, still eyeing him warily.
"Oh my God, I swear I'm never moving again," Renee said from the top of the stairs, her arms full of boxes and two bags dangling from her arms. "Who left their crap in the hallway?" She stepped over the footlocker and guitar case, giving them a look of disgust. "Has our new roommate showed upoh, hello." Her voice changed from irritated and dry to sweet and sugary the second she saw Hunter. "I'm guessing that's your guitar in the hallway." She dropped her stuff and proceeded to pop her hip out and lean to one side. Oh, please.
"This," I said, pointing to Hunter, "is our new roommate, according to housing."
"No way." Renee's eyes got wide in her tiny face. Renee looked like a blond-haired, blue-eyed china doll you plucked off a shelf and put in a Victoria's Secret tank top. "Are you shitting me?"
"What a reception," Hunter said.
"Shut up," I said. He just smiled again. God, I wanted to smack that smile right off his face.
"I should probably get my junk out of the hall," he said, going and picking up the footlocker as if it weighed nothing more than a shoebox. Show-off.
Hunter had to navigate boxes and random pillows and crap that littered the rooms, which he did with grace. He found a spot and set the footlocker down, looking at us.
"So, who am I sleeping with?" he said, leaning against the door to my bedroom.
The agreement had been that since Darah and Renee had already been roommates last year, and I was joining their little group, that the new girl would live with me. But that was so not happening now that the new girl wasn't a girl.
"Did you seriously just say that?" I said.
At the same time Darah said, "The only free bed is in Taylor's room."
"There is no way he's staying with me," I snapped, readjusting my arms so they covered my boobs better. He'd been staring at my chest since he'd made the sleeping-with comment. Not that I had much of one to speak of, but that didn't stop his eyes from traveling there.
"No, we're calling housing right now and straightening this out," I said, pulling out my cell phone.
"Tay, they're not open on Monday," Renee said.
"I don't care. There must be someone there. It's move-in day."
I grabbed the campus phone book that had been on the doormat when we'd gotten there that morning and thumbed through it until I found the number for housing.
"Aw, c'mon, Missy, you don't want to live with me?" Who did this guy think he was? I'd known him all of ten minutes and he'd already given me a nickname and propositioned me.
"Call me that one more time " I didn't finish as I furiously typed in the number. Darah and Renee whispered to Hunter, but not quiet enough so I couldn't hear them.
"It's best to let her go when she gets like this," Renee hissed.
"I wouldn't mess with her," he said as I listened to another ring.
Finally, a message picked up, telling me what the hours were and giving me some extensions I could try. I punched in the first one. No answer, but a message machine picked up. I left a short message, explaining the situation in the most urgent of terms, and then called back the original number. I didn't stop until I'd left messages for all five of the contacts on the housing voice mail list. I slammed my phone down on the counter.
"Feel better?" Hunter said.
"No." I chucked the phone book on the couch. Darah and Renee were looking at me like they were worried I was going to explode. I was on the verge. "If you were a gentleman, you'd offer to sleep on the couch," I snapped.
"Well, Missy, you'll come to find out that I'm not a gentleman. I plan to take full advantage of this situation." My mouth dropped open in shock. No guy had ever talked to me that way.
"Is it hot in here? I think I'll open the window," Renee said, scurrying over to our one window, located at one end of the couch.
Darah looked at me and then Hunter and back. "Well, there's nothing we can do right now. Let's get his stuff in, and then maybe we can go down and see if anyone is at housing," she said. Darah was always the peacemaker.
"Sounds good to me," Hunter said, walking right into my bedroom as if he owned the place.
"I can't believe this is happening," I said, closing my eyes.
I heard "Back in Black" by AC/DC coming from my room. Hunter's ringtone.
"Hey, man. No, I just got here. Room 203. Yeah, that would be great " He nudged the door shut, and I glanced at Renee and Darah.
"I didn't think we were going to have to do this so early, but I think we need a roommate meeting," I said. We'd agreed that we would have weekly roommate meetings to air our grievances. I was all for getting that shit out in the open so we didn't end up hating each other. I'd had a horrible roommate last year, and I didn't want to deal with that again.
I listened, but it sounded like Hunter was still on the phone. I could hear him rummaging and prayed he wouldn't break anything. Then I would kill him.
"I don't see what the big deal is," Renee said. "I mean, it would be the same if one of us had a boyfriend staying over. Paul stayed over all the time when Darah and I lived here last year."
"But that was because you were sleeping with him," I said.
"Maybe I'll sleep with Hunter," she shot back. Renee had broken up with Paul extremely recently and was on the prowl for a rebound. We all knew she and Paul were meant to be and that they would eventually realize that, but Renee was still in the anger stage.
"Are you uncomfortable with staying with him, Taylor? It's okay if you are," Darah said.
"I can't imagine why I would be uncomfortable about sharing an extremely small room with a guy I've known all of a half hour who keeps making creepy comments. Can't imagine why I'd have a problem with that."
"If you want, Renee and I can switch. I'll stay with him, and Renee can stay with you," Darah said.
"Why can't he stay with me?" Renee whined. "Because you'll rape him in his sleep," I said. "You can't rape the willing, Tay," she said, winking. "You're disgusting."
"How about we draw straws?" Darah said.
"Do we even have straws?" Renee said. "How about we do numbers or something? Here," she said, grabbing a UMaine notepad that someone had left on the kitchen counter, along with a pen. "I'll write our names down and we'll put it in " She grabbed the baseball cap I'd discarded earlier. "And Hunter will pick. There you go. Problem solved."
My door opened and Hunter emerged, another grin on his face.
"You weren't talking about me, were you?"
Like he didn't know. I rolled my eyes as Renee wrote each of our names on little bits of paper and tossed them in my hat. She put her hand over the top and shook it up.
"Pick one," she said, shoving the hat in his face.
"Okay," he said, sticking his hand in and pulling out a folded slip of paper. Renee slowly unfolded it. We all waited as she paused dramatically.
"Taylor," she said, turning it around so we could all read my name in black-and-white.
"Shit," I said.
"What's with all the peacock stuff?"
It was an hour later, and I was just as stuck with Hunter as I was when he'd walked in the door. I'd even gone down to housing, which was right down the hill from our dorm, but no one was there. Too busy making sure the freshmen didn't collapse under the weight of their massive electronics when they carried them down the hall, no doubt.
I was doing my best to ignore Hunter, but he wouldn't shut up. Clearly, he was one of those guys who liked to chat.
"Don't you know peacock feathers are bad luck?" Out of the corner of my eye, his biceps with the seven tattoo flexed as he pulled a couple of shirts out of his footlocker.
Yes, I did know they were bad luck for most people. It was none of his business why I had them everywhere, including on my comforter, hung in frames on the wall and strung on a dream catcher my sister had given me. It was none of his goddamn business.
I wished Tawny was here. My sister would have known exactly what to say to Hunter to get him to leave. She couldn't get out of her work as a paralegal, and Mom couldn't get off work, either. I guess they figured since I was a sophomore, moving wasn't such a big deal. Still, I missed Tawny. "You pissed at me, Missy?"
The nickname was the last straw. I whirled around and glared at him. "Look, I don't know you. You don't know me. As soon as humanly possible, I'm getting you out of here, got it? I'm not your baby. I'm not one of those girls you can smile at and crawl into bed with. Got it? Stay the fuck away from me."
Those blue eyes seared into me. He was the kind of guy who could see things that other people couldn'tthings that I'd spent my entire life covering up and hiding from the masses. I'd only met a few people who could see past my carefully cultivated facade. I'd dropped most of them like a bad habit, with the exception of one. I'd have to squash this ASAP before he decided he might want to see what the world had done to piss me off so much.
"It's kinda hard to stay away from you when we're living in the same place," he said.
"I. Know. That," I said through gritted teeth.
He held up his hands. "Don't be mad at me. Fate picked your name."
"I don't believe in fate."
He laughed. "Me neither. I just believe in luck." He pointed to the seven on his arm. "Never can be too careful."
"I don't believe in luck, either."
--This text refers to an alternate kindle_edition edition.
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- Publication date : August 27, 2013
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Taylor Caldwell gets a huge shock when she realizes her new roommate is sexy Hunter Zaccadelli. Immediately they butt heads over every single thing and they start a bet that Hunter will move out when Taylor either truly loves or truly hates him. As they start spending more time together, Taylor realizes that there is more to Hunter than she ever thought but can she trust him to keep her biggest secret?
Taylor was a really unlikeable heroine. The whole book she was prickly and just not really nice at all. I couldn't understand why she outright automatically started to dislike Hunter. Yeah she had trust issues and a bad past, but I just couldn't get over her attitude to actually feel bad for her. I also thought she was extremely whiny. I cannot stand when girls are like "I'm so messed up. I can't love or be loved by anyone. Wahhhh." Clearly, I didn't like Taylor a bit.
Hunter was definitely better and more likeable than Taylor. Yes, he could be a complete tool at sometime but at least he was upfront about his feelings about Taylor and not in denial the whole time. I did think that he has some cute hobbies, such as cooking (totally adorbs) and playing the guitar. I usually fall like the bad boys, but he was a stereotypical bad boy that I couldn't really remember once I finished the book.
I actually liked the secondary characters. Their roommates were funny and I enjoyed the healthy relationships they were a part of. Hunter's family was also really sweet.
And the plot? The bet? Totally didn't get it. I didn't find it believable whatsoever. I also thought that I had read this book a million times before and there was nothing special about the sad girl and the misunderstood bad boy story in this book. The romance, which usually is my favorite part, was one of the worst parts, so I felt really let down. I didn't feel convinced that they felt for each other at all due to the insane amounts of ups and downs they went through.
As much as I wanted to like this book, and trust me, I really did, I really did not. Hopefully you'll have more luck than me.
Rating: 2.5/5 Tar Heels!
I wouldn't recommend it. You want to read a good romance, try Slammed, Point of Retreat and Hopeless by Collen Hoover (AWESOME STORY). The boy lead in these books make you wish he was real so you can keep him for yourself. Also try Abbi Glines books, love her. The Edge of Never was excellent. I cried. These are some really good books. I'm not trying to slight the author but if you read any of these books, you'll see why My Favorite Mistake just doesn't cut it.
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This book gave me such feel good vibes and I fell in love with it. It reminded me of Beautiful Disaster with the bet as Taylor and Hunter were forced to share a room and deal with their attraction.
My favourite part of the book was the guys breakdancing like OMG hello! It was sexy and badass and I wanted more scenes of them dancing instead of the one we got! That was my only complaint as Hunter’s friends were cul and gave off that crew vibe at the beginning of the story, but then the author kind of faded them into the background and this made me drop a star. Also guys breakdancing in a romance book and not being strippers can someone please actually write this novel already?! Ps. I will forever associate the Party Rock Anthem by LMFAO with My Favourite Mistake.
The item came in perfect condition and safely packaged. The quality of the cover is not very strong, it is thin and bent easily. The paper inside is thin but okay quality. The writing size and font is easy to read and overall the item is good.
“Why can't he stay with me?” Renee whined.
“Because you'll rape him in his sleep,” I said.
“You can't rape the willing, Tay,” she said, winking.
loved this book it was so funny and i really enjoyed it. the characters were amazing. one of my favorite books. 5 stars
I must admit it didn't keep me as gripped as other books I've read such as Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McQuire or Easy by Tamarra Webber or The Soulfinder Series by Joss Stirling. I found it boring and dragging in places. I felt these characters weren't true to themselves. They both had massive secrets. Taylor had only told one person about it, then by the end of the book, it seems she has told everyone. I didn't get why she found it so hard to tell Hunter, but then once she had, she was able to tell all her friends.
The ending of the book wasn't great. I preferred the beginning of the book more than any other time of the story. I loved the banter between Taylor and Hunter. I also enjoyed it when they blew hot and cold with each other.
I really did enjoy this book. I would recommend it if you liked books such as Always You and Almost: A Love Story . I won't be reading it again but I might check out other books by Chelsea M Cameron. 4 out of 5!
Unfortunately, I wasn't impressed within the first few pages but as I was on a train and needed something to read, I carried on with it. To start with, the main character Taylor is a bit crazy which didn't make her the most likeable person in the world. The plot revolves around her and two other friends who live together at college in co-ed dorms. When a guy turns up at the door and says he's their new roommate she completely overreacts. I mean, she knew a guy would be allowed to live there and if she didn't like that, she shouldn't have moved in! Then, when the guy (Hunter) gets a bit too close for comfort she punches him right in the face instead of telling him to back off. That's not okay in my book especially as he didn't really do anything wrong.
Hunter on the other hand I did like but then compared to Taylor anyone would have been nice. The thing with Hunter is that Taylor sees him as, and calls him, an ass. He's not really though. He does come across as quite cocky and a bit full of himself but he's funny with it at the same time. Even when Taylor is either beating him up a bit, calling him names and generally being mean to him, Hunter is incredibly patient. He does the nicest things like sings for her, cooks amazing dinners and has beautiful jewellery made for her. I think if anything, Hunter is probably a bit of a push over.
The plot didn't really do a lot for me. As mentioned in the plot synopsis, Hunter makes a bet with Taylor that could result in him being homeless. Taylor only cares about herself in this situation and wants him gone. The plot really focuses on Taylor and Hunter spending more time with each other and getting to know one another. Each character has a past and the reveal of what has happened doesn't occur until a long way in the book. While I didn't really like the plot overall, I did like seeing Hunter trying to interact and win over Taylor because he was quite funny.
So, My Favourite Mistake wasn't for me.
So, we have three college roommates looking for a fourth to share a house with and in walks Hunter Zaccadelli, who has been sent by the school's housing office. The only room available is sharing with Taylor and she's all "HELL NO". Boy with tragic past meets girl with tragic past, although at first their interactions are quite entertaining, for the most part thanks to Hunter's cocky, flirty attitude and Taylor's sassy retorts. Taylor is determined to get rid of him and he ends up making a bet with her - he will leave if she can convince him that she either truly hates him or truly loves him. There's a fine line between love and hate, it would seem.
Hunter Zaccadelli is a walking, talking cliché of a bad boy and whilst he too had a tragic past, he didn't seem to suffer for it other than wanting to keep his secrets. He seemed relatively unaffected in fact judging by his behavior and if I'm honest, I would have liked more depth from him as a character. Taylor was a very sassy girl who had toughened up her exterior quite considerably since being attacked some years previously. She decided that she would not let any guy close to her ever again and was known as "The Ice Queen" in high school.
I liked the way Taylor's resolve was gradually broken down, how she felt conflicted a lot of the time and generally tried to fight her growing attraction towards Hunter. She would get mad when she was uncomfortable and used that as a deflective technique, and I understand that part of her character. I did question some of her motives at time, and I won't go into that for fear of spoiling the entire book for you but I will say that I didn't agree with how violent Taylor was. I mean, she attacks her new roommate within hours of meeting him and what did he do wrong? He was just play flirting with her. I guess Taylor lashed out because he backed her into a corner and she felt threatened and I understand the girl has issues but to physically punch a guy you've just met in the nose and then grab his balls is perhaps a little too far.
The writing was fast paced and flowed really nicely but one of the things I did pick up on was that some of the dialogue seemed to span half a page at times with no actions or descriptions added - it was just dialogue and that felt a little weird to me as the characters would be doing SOMETHING physical like looking away, staring, looking nervous or whatever.
Now, admittedly I will say that it was probably a massive mistake on my part to read this just after reading Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire because I loved that book like woah and I was worried that it had ruined me for other books (the jury is still out people). Anyway, what I found in this book was a similar story that was lighter in places, very funny at times but ultimately...not as good I'm afraid. However, it was highly entertaining, and I appreciated the multiple laugh out loud moments. Overall, My Favorite Mistake held my attention, made me laugh and I would definitely read something from this author again.