Title: Fluffy
Author: Julia Kent
Genre: Romantic Comedy/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 30, 2019
Blurb
An all-new STANDALONE from New York Times bestselling author Julia Kent
It all started with the wrong Help Wanted ad. Of course it did.
I’m a professional fluffer. It’s NOT what you think. I stage homes for a living. Real estate agents love me, and my work stands on its own merits.
Sigh. Get your mind out of the gutter.
Go ahead. Laugh. I’ll wait.
See? That’s the problem. My career has used the term “fluffer” for decades.
I didn’t even know there was a more… lascivious definition of the term.
Until it was too late.
The ad for a “professional fluffer”
on Craigslist seemed like divine intervention. My last unemployment check was in the bank.
I was desperate. Rent was due.
The ad said cash paid at the end of the day. The perfect job!
Staging homes means showing your best angle. The same principle applies
in making a certain kind of movie.
Turns out a “fluffer” doesn’t arrange decorative pillows on a couch.
They arrange other soft, round-ish objects. The job isn’t hard. Er, I mean,
it is — it’s about being hard.
Or, well… helping other people to be hard. Oh, man… And that’s the other problem. A man. No, not one
of the stars on the movie set.
Will Lotham – my high school crush.
The owner of the house where we’re filming.
Illegally.
In a vacation rental.
By the time the cops show up, what I thought was just a great house staging gig turned into a nightmare involving pictures of me with a naked star, Will rescuing me from an arrest, and a humiliating lesson in my own naivete.
My job turned out to be so much harder than I expected. But you know what’s easier than I ever imagined?
Having all my dreams come true.
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I can’t be the only one thinking… “It’s so fluffy I’m going
to die” everytime I read this title, right? I know I’ve totally just outted
myself as a mom but really I think anyone with a sense of humor would love Despicable
Me. Which that has nothing to do with this book besides sharing the name Fluffy
with one of my favorite lines in the movie. However, this book could have
totally made me die… with laughter! This is one of Julia Kent’s funniest books
that I have read. Ok, so I’ve only read a handful of her books but this one was
through the roof funny! She slayed this story!
I feel as though I laughed from the first
word until the last word. Julia Kent is such a fun writer... I'd been in a bit
of a rut lately. Everything feels like the same... but with Fluffy, nothing was
what I expected! Mal makes this story. She’s just so darn likable. Plus it
doesn't hurt that pretty much every book nerd that I know, such as myself, has
dealt with a crush on the most popular boy in school before. Don’t we all wish
to be seen? Speaking of the high school days, if you haven’t read the prequel Little
Miss Perfect, than you just have to stop and grab it for free on Amazon. It’s a
hoot and sets up Fluffy perfectly. You’ll get to know Mallory and Will a bit before
they bump into each other in a hilarious way!
Mal’s friends were just too insane not to
love! Everyone needs some besties to push them out of their comfort zones and
that is just what Perky and Fiona do! Well that and seriously pick on her when
she deserves it. I adored their dynamics. They were there for each other and
supported each other. They were the best of friends. I’m beside myself with
excitement that Perky’s story will be next. Kent’s writing and storytelling is
just the best! You won’t be able to help yourself falling for this story, these
characters!
I received an ARC of
this book with the hope that I would leave an Unbiased Opinion. I was not
required to leave a review, positive or otherwise, and my opinions are just
that... my opinions.
Excerpt
“I can't tonight. I have a date,” I blurt out, remembering David. The dating app. The asshole who isn't an asshole.
Yet. I haven't met him, so that judgment remains withheld.
“A date?” Will asks, intrigued.
“Yes. A date. You know, that thing where you go out with someone who has no intention of really getting to know you and you spend the entire time eating bread that doesn’t taste as good as your date claims and trying to decide whether to initiate rescue-text sequences with your mom.”
“That’s your idea of a date?”
“That is my actual experience of every date I’ve had since college.”
“You’re dating the wrong guys.” He holds my gaze for just a little too long. I look away.
“I have to keep fishing in the pond if I ever want to catch a different one.”
“If that’s the way you talk to your dates, I am beginning to understand why they all turn out so badly.”
“Hey!”
“What?”
“Don’t accuse me of being a bad date. I’m a great date! I Google the guy in advance and read his LinkedIn profile. I make sure I don’t wear super-tall heels in case he lied about his height on his dating profile. I pretend to care about all his hobbies and don’t reveal that I’m secretly tallying all the micro-aggressions he’s sending my way during appetizers and wine. And if he makes it to dessert, well–” I falter.
“You never make it to dessert, do you?” Will asks, eyebrows up. He drops them quickly, wincing.
“I–well–it’s not that I don’t. He doesn’t!”
“He ditches you?”
“No! No! It’s just that he always has a thing.”
“A thing?”
“A work emergency. Or a dog with a twisted bowel. Or a grandma in the ER.”
“How many guys used the twisted-canine-intestine thing?”
“Three.” I sit down and sag against his teenage desk, elbows sliding forward, fingers deep in my hair. “I looked it up. There’s an entire subreddit devoted to inventive ways to get out of a bad date.”
“And yet here you are.” He leans against the edge of his desk. “Trying again.”
“I’m a masochist.”
His eyes gleam. “Maybe you should start your dates with that line. ‘Hi. I’m Mallory Monahan. I’m a masochist.’ You’d definitely make it to dessert.”
Author Bio
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down.
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