Available: Now Amazon
Type: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Self Pub
My Copy: Sent
When we were in college, Henry Stone asked me out and I shot him down in the most humiliating way possible. He was a nerd and I was the golden girl of the theatre society, destined to make it big in Hollywood, so how could there be anything between us? Now six years later, as an out-of-work actress who has to take on a housekeeping job to stay afloat, I run into him again—and boy, has he made it big. As I begin to clean his house and take care of his precocious nephew, I realize how wrong I was about him. He’s sexy, smart, kind, everything I never though he would be. But I have demons that he can’t fight. Demons that keep me away from love. One thing’s for sure: This housekeeper-gig is going to be the hardest role of my life.
I knew from the description of this book that the heroine was going to be a jerk. And wow, was she ever. I honestly don’t know what made me keep reading this book. I’m a sucker for a geeky hero and I guess I wanted to see how she redeemed herself. The storyline was a good one, and would have worked if I didn’t dislike Maxima Anderson so much. Henry was what made this book worth my time.
The book begins with a flashback to ten years ago when they are in college. Maxima “Max” Anderson is an aspiring actress and Henry is the theater helper who admires her from afar. The one time he gathers the courage to approach her, she not only shoots him down, but she finds it amusing as hell. If you looked up shallow, egotistical, bitchy and tactless on Wikipedia, you would see a picture of Max. I hated her in that moment, and my opinion didn’t change much throughout the book.
Fast forward to present day when Max is homeless and unemployed, having left Hollywood because of a relationship gone really bad. She has no job, no direction, and no real motivation to do anything other than provide part-time help to her sister-in-law’s catering business so she can earn room and board at her brother’s apartment. Even though New York City is a far cry from Hollywood, acting opportunities are a dime a dozen, but Max has lost her muse. Her self esteem and self confidence are in the toilet and she has no idea which direction to take her life.
A chance encounter with a help wanted ad for a housekeeper reunites her with Henry Stone. This time around, Henry is the one with everything going for him. He is wealthy, has a beautiful apartment, is close to his family – especially his nephew – and is now an absolute hunk. To say that Max has to eat crow when she sees him again is an understatement. To his credit, Henry never treats her badly. He’s a nice guy, and seems to have forgiven how awful she was to him. He needs a housekeeper and babysitter for his nephew, and Max gets the job.
What follows is a quirky, entertaining story of Max finding herself way out of her element but figuring it out as she goes. Henry is somewhat of a beta hero, which I’m not always a fan of, but in this case it worked. He was strong enough to be a leading man, but nice and down to earth and endearing. I don’t know how the romance between these two worked, but it did. I never warmed up to Max at all, and would have given this book a much higher review if she had been even the tiniest bit likable.
I give Henry and Me by Sasha Clinton 2.5 stars