Review: The Unidentified Redhead by Alice Clayton (Redhead #1)
February 16 2010
Yummy Man – Jack Hamilton
Kick Ass Chick – Grace Sheridan
When Grace Sheridan returns to Los Angeles to become a working actor, it’s a second shot at a life-long dream. With some help from her best friend and agent, that dream could become a reality, but at thirty-three, has Grace missed her chance at the big time? Will an unexpected sizzling romance with the entertainment industry’s newest ‘it’ boy shine an uncomfortable spotlight on her life?
Alice Clayton spins a playful and erotic May to December romance in this, her debut novel. Clayton’s funny, borderline neurotic heroine is perfect in her imperfections, and the off the charts sexual chemistry between her and her charming, yet blissfully unaware leading man are the true heart of The Unidentified Redhead. With laugh out loud dialogue and a super steamy romance that will get your heart racing, sneaking around in L.A. and dodging the Paparazzi has never been so fun.
The Unidentified Redhead by Alice Clayton is one of those books that suddenly showed up everywhere in blogland a little while back. It’s one of those books that got rave reviews and great great ratings. It’s one of those books I saw, read the blurb and immediately wanted. It’s one of those books I finally had a chance to read over the weekend. It’s one of those books I read in one day. It’s one of those books that I just couldn’t put down. It’s one fabulous contemporary romance story.
The Unidentified Redhead is the story of Grace, an actress who is giving Hollywood another go, and Jack, a young actor on the verge of becoming the next ‘it’ guy. Grace is funny and fun. Jack is funny and fun. What makes this story so great is Grace and Jack together. Their chemistry is instantaneous and burns the pages and their banter is so much fun! I love reading books with humor laced through them, but even though the books are funny, I rarely catch myself laughing out loud. I may giggle. I may chuckle. But I rarely find myself suddenly laughing big belly laughs where my family members will look over to me to see if I was okay. That happened many times while I was reading this book. If you’ve read this book, you’ll understand this and if not you’ll have to read it to get it, but the part where the friends scream “The British are coming!” Tears!
Jack and Grace have the strangest yet sweetest pet names for one another too. Nuts Girl and George are two of my favorite. I smiled each time those names popped up. And when Jack responds to George with Gracie….*swoon*
Even though this book is told from Grace’s perspective, you sometimes get a glimpse at Grace’s internal dialogue. That cracked me up too! So basically, to sum up, this is one funny book. (In case I hadn’t made myself clear… ;))
This is also one smokin’ story. The lovin’ is very very sexy! But believe it or not, we wait almost 200 pages before we actually witness doing the deed! I’m not saying that they don’t do other…stuff. In fact they do pretty much everything else! *blush* But the scene where they finally come together…wow. It’s such a tender and lovely scene. It’s totally worth the wait. *sigh*
I now understand why 90% of those who read this book immediately follow it with the other book. It’s not a cliffhanger, but thanks to the attachment you feel towards the characters, you want to see where Jack and Grace’s story goes. You want to make sure they’ll have their HEA. Because damn it, they are wonderful together!
Go into this book with a light heart and an easy mind. If you let the light-hearted nature of this story surround you, you’ll thoroughly enjoy the humor, the characters and the romance of this book. If you are a fan of humorous contemporary romance, you really must check out this book.
Giggle worthy quotes
“’I don’t have a crush,’ I debated. ‘Well, maybe I have half a crush. I have a ‘cruh.’”
“OK, look. Whenever I hear people say that they felt “sparks,” I usually think it’s a load of poo. I mean, I have felt attraction to people, sure, and I have even felt some instant lust. But sparks? Please.
Then he touched my skin. Purposeful y. Pointedly. Nowhere near platonically.
Sparks. Sparks. Sparks. Hot sparks. Flashing sparks. Lightning bolt sparks.”
“He had stopped me right before he came. Twenty-four year olds were my new favorite thing. I needed to tell Oprah to put them on her list.”