Blog Tour: Right Kind of Wrong by Chelsea Fine {Review+Giveaway}
Welcome to my stop on the Right Kind of Wrong blog tour hosted by Forever!
Today I am excited to share my review as well as a giveaway with you all!
Right Kind of Wrong (Finding Fate #3)by: Chelsea Fine
Publication Date: Sept. 2, 2014
Publisher: Forever
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age Group: New Adult
Source: e-ARC provided by the publisher in exchange for a fair and honest review.
Page Count: 336 pages
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My Rating: 5/5 stars
Sometimes wrong can feel oh so right . . .
Jenna Lacombe needs complete control, whether it’s in the streets . . . or between the sheets. So when she sets out on a solo road trip to visit her family in New Orleans, she’s beyond annoyed that the infuriatingly sexy Jack Oliver wants to hitch a ride with her. Ever since they shared a wild night together last year, he’s been trying to strip away her defenses one by one. He claims he’s just coming along to keep her safe-but what’s not safe for her is prolonged exposure to the tattooed hottie.
Jack can’t get Jenna out from under his skin. She makes him feel alive again after his old life nearly destroyed him-and losing her is not an option. Now Jack’s troubles are catching up to him, and he’s forced to return to his hometown in Louisiana. But when his secrets put them both in harm’s way, Jenna will have to figure out how far she’s willing to let love in . . . and how much she already has.
Jenna Lacombe needs complete control, whether it’s in the streets . . . or between the sheets. So when she sets out on a solo road trip to visit her family in New Orleans, she’s beyond annoyed that the infuriatingly sexy Jack Oliver wants to hitch a ride with her. Ever since they shared a wild night together last year, he’s been trying to strip away her defenses one by one. He claims he’s just coming along to keep her safe-but what’s not safe for her is prolonged exposure to the tattooed hottie.
Jack can’t get Jenna out from under his skin. She makes him feel alive again after his old life nearly destroyed him-and losing her is not an option. Now Jack’s troubles are catching up to him, and he’s forced to return to his hometown in Louisiana. But when his secrets put them both in harm’s way, Jenna will have to figure out how far she’s willing to let love in . . . and how much she already has.
"Love is the absence of control and the presence of faith. And you won't truly be happy until you surrender to it."
I have been really excited for Jack and Jenna's book for quite some time now. After meeting them in Best Kind of Broken, I was hoping we would get their story because I love the whole good friends turning more arc. Chelsea's stories always leave my heart so happy and full. Her characters are relatable and fun, and she creates such delicious sexual tension between them that you feel as if you are going to burst at the seams yourself from wanting the two to realize their feelings for one another!
Jack and Jenna have become good friends since starting college life in Arizona. However, their friendship is currently.... well, a bit awkward. After spending the night together the previous year, they still have not discussed what happened between them. Which definitely makes for some weird moments, especially when it's obvious they are thinking about the night's events. Jenna refuses to acknowledge what happened and Jack won't bring it up. Therefore, the two are stuck in friend limbo. A road trip back to Louisiana will force the two to reexamine their friendship and feelings for one another, as they can't deny the simmering attraction between them.
Jenna Lacombe is one stubborn girl. So stubborn in fact, that I wanted to slap her a few times for being crazy. She has this great, sexy guy who happens to be someone she can trust implicitly and yet, she pushes him away because he's not a part of 'the plan'. Jenna craves control. She has seen firsthand the effects of what loving a man can do from her mother and she refuses to follow down that same path. Jenna only allows herself to see the negative effects of her mom's single-parenting. Her grandmother tries to help put things in perspective for her, but ultimately Jenna will have to see that allowing herself the chance to love doesn't mean her life will turn out the same way.
Jack, on the other hand, wants to have a relationship with Jenna. There's no doubt in his mind the two shared a connection that night together and he wants that again. He is frustrated that Jenna acts like that night never happened and I think he's a bit hurt as well. He is a good guy with a big heart and Jenna is a crazy person for not embracing that sooner than she did.
I like the sub plotline with Jack's family. He has taken on a lot of responsibility, being the eldest son in the family. Being back home, he realizes pushing his family away the way he did was not right and I'm glad we got to see him realize that and want to make things right. His family history is not the cleanest and he has some history of his own that he is not proud to admit. Catching a ride with Jenna so he can get back home to help them seems ideal at the time, but he never wanted Jenna to get involved with his past, let alone find out the things he had to do. He is sure she will freak out and run for the hills and he'll lose her forever.
As I said earlier, Fine creates some amazing sexual tension between her characters and this book is no exception. In fact, I think it may be the hottest of all three in the series! I loved seeing and feeling their connection to one another. Jenna wants to let Jack in, but she is terrified of the after effects. He makes her feel and she knows she's in love with him. She just can't bring herself to admit that to him, which hurts him and frustrates him, as he sees it too. They have such great banter together also. They fight and piss each other off, but it's just a front to their real feelings for one another. They fight passionately, because they love passionately and that is what makes it all the more exciting.
"A voice is an inescapable lover, unbidden and undeniable. You cannot unhear an enticing phrase or a whispered word, just as you cannot unfeel the heated breath that accompanies such things. And Jack's voice, especially when saying my name, is my total undoing."
Fans of the series will be happy to see Daren, Kayla, Ellen, Pixie, and Levi make small appearances. They don't play huge roles, but just enough to give us some insight as to how they are doing, which I'm always glad for.
Overall, I loved this one. I love Jack and Jenna together and how they are a support for one another. They are true friends to the core and it makes me giddy to see a romance form out of such a friendship. I enjoyed the storyline, felt the connection between the characters, and I cannot wait for whatever Fine does next!
Opening my car door, I slide into
the driver’s seat, turn to put the key in the ignition and—
“Ahh!” Jumping back, I thwack my open palm against the gigantic body of pure muscle seated in the passenger seat.
“Dammit, Jack! You scared me!”
“Good morning.” He grins.
“What are you doing in my car?” I snap, throwing him some serious stink eye.
“I’m going with you to Louisiana.” He nods to a large duffle bag in the backseat.
I blink. “Uh, no you’re not.”
“Uh, yes I am.”
“Like hell.”
He crinkles his brow. “I’ve never understood that phrase. But okay. I’ll go with you ‘like hell,’ whatever that means.”
“Get out of my car.” I point to the door.
“Oh, Jenna.” He clucks his tongue. “This will be good for both of us. Listen.” He casually leans against the passenger window and pierces me with his gray eyes. “For reasons beyond my control, I need to go back home. And for reasons beyond your control, so do you. And since our ‘homes’ are right next door to one another, I figured we’d carpool to Louisiana and you can just drop me off at Little Vail on your way to New Orleans.”
He gives me that little-boy smile of his and it’s all I can do not to lean forward and soak it in.
I hate me.
“I don’t see how that’s good for me,” I say. “At all.”
He shrugs. “You get some company on the road.”
I nod with a clenched jaw. “And you get a free ride.”
His smile grows and I instantly realize that was the wrong thing to say.
"Precisely,” he says.
I can’t afford to spend any excessive time with Jack. Not just because we fight, but because of what happened last year. It was one crazy night when we were both drunk, and we never spoke of it after the fact, but our “friendship” has been tense ever since.
“Well, I don’t need any company,” I say, shaking my head.
“Sure you do,” he says easily. “Everyone needs company.”
"Not me. So get out.”
He grins. “No.”
God I hate him. But not really.
God I hate that I don’t hate him.
I jut my chin and stare him over. “Fine. If you won’t remove yourself…”
Exiting the car, I stomp around the hood to his door, yank it open, and wrap my hands around his bicep. Then I start pulling.
He doesn’t budge. Like, he literally doesn’t move an inch as I tug at his oversized arm and grunt like I’m trying to move a massive piece of hardwood furniture and not a human being.
His eyes dance as he watches my struggle.
“What’s your plan here, Jenna? Haul me out of the car and leave me in the street?”
“Sounds good to me.”“
Well, that doesn’t sound friendly at all,” he says, flicking the lever to recline to seat a bit so he looks even more relaxed than before.
“I wasn’t trying to be friendly,” I grit out.
“Clearly.”
I try pulling him out again, to no avail. He’s giant and solid, and honestly, just touching him is turning me on.
I drop my hands and glower at him. “You can’t just tell me that you’re coming along on my road trip.”
He cocks his head. “Would you feel better if I asked?”
“Not especially.”
“Jenna.” He leans forward and his gaze bores through me, down into the deepest parts of my being. “Will you please let me join you on your trip to Louisiana?”
For a moment, I’m lost in his eyes, debating with myself. I don’t trust myself around Jack. Not at all. But I did spend half the night tossing in my sleep with nightmares about traveling alone so maybe having Jack tag along might not be so bad after all.
Maybe.
Pulling back, I straighten my shoulders and relent, like usual when it comes to Jack.
"Fine,” I huff out as I stomp back to my side of the car in climb in. “But no talking,” I say, hoping I haven’t just made a huge mistake.
He grins and I turn away.
Surely I can manage to keep my panties on around Jack for a few days…right?
“Ahh!” Jumping back, I thwack my open palm against the gigantic body of pure muscle seated in the passenger seat.
“Dammit, Jack! You scared me!”
“Good morning.” He grins.
“What are you doing in my car?” I snap, throwing him some serious stink eye.
“I’m going with you to Louisiana.” He nods to a large duffle bag in the backseat.
I blink. “Uh, no you’re not.”
“Uh, yes I am.”
“Like hell.”
He crinkles his brow. “I’ve never understood that phrase. But okay. I’ll go with you ‘like hell,’ whatever that means.”
“Get out of my car.” I point to the door.
“Oh, Jenna.” He clucks his tongue. “This will be good for both of us. Listen.” He casually leans against the passenger window and pierces me with his gray eyes. “For reasons beyond my control, I need to go back home. And for reasons beyond your control, so do you. And since our ‘homes’ are right next door to one another, I figured we’d carpool to Louisiana and you can just drop me off at Little Vail on your way to New Orleans.”
He gives me that little-boy smile of his and it’s all I can do not to lean forward and soak it in.
I hate me.
“I don’t see how that’s good for me,” I say. “At all.”
He shrugs. “You get some company on the road.”
I nod with a clenched jaw. “And you get a free ride.”
His smile grows and I instantly realize that was the wrong thing to say.
"Precisely,” he says.
I can’t afford to spend any excessive time with Jack. Not just because we fight, but because of what happened last year. It was one crazy night when we were both drunk, and we never spoke of it after the fact, but our “friendship” has been tense ever since.
“Well, I don’t need any company,” I say, shaking my head.
“Sure you do,” he says easily. “Everyone needs company.”
"Not me. So get out.”
He grins. “No.”
God I hate him. But not really.
God I hate that I don’t hate him.
I jut my chin and stare him over. “Fine. If you won’t remove yourself…”
Exiting the car, I stomp around the hood to his door, yank it open, and wrap my hands around his bicep. Then I start pulling.
He doesn’t budge. Like, he literally doesn’t move an inch as I tug at his oversized arm and grunt like I’m trying to move a massive piece of hardwood furniture and not a human being.
His eyes dance as he watches my struggle.
“What’s your plan here, Jenna? Haul me out of the car and leave me in the street?”
“Sounds good to me.”“
Well, that doesn’t sound friendly at all,” he says, flicking the lever to recline to seat a bit so he looks even more relaxed than before.
“I wasn’t trying to be friendly,” I grit out.
“Clearly.”
I try pulling him out again, to no avail. He’s giant and solid, and honestly, just touching him is turning me on.
I drop my hands and glower at him. “You can’t just tell me that you’re coming along on my road trip.”
He cocks his head. “Would you feel better if I asked?”
“Not especially.”
“Jenna.” He leans forward and his gaze bores through me, down into the deepest parts of my being. “Will you please let me join you on your trip to Louisiana?”
For a moment, I’m lost in his eyes, debating with myself. I don’t trust myself around Jack. Not at all. But I did spend half the night tossing in my sleep with nightmares about traveling alone so maybe having Jack tag along might not be so bad after all.
Maybe.
Pulling back, I straighten my shoulders and relent, like usual when it comes to Jack.
"Fine,” I huff out as I stomp back to my side of the car in climb in. “But no talking,” I say, hoping I haven’t just made a huge mistake.
He grins and I turn away.
Surely I can manage to keep my panties on around Jack for a few days…right?
Chelsea lives in Phoenix, Arizona, where she spends most of her time writing stories, painting murals, and avoiding housework at all costs. She's ridiculously bad at doing dishes and claims to be allergic to laundry. Her obsessions include: superheroes, coffee, sleeping-in, and crazy socks. She lives with her husband and two children, who graciously tolerate her inability to resist teenage drama on TV and her complete lack of skill in the kitchen. 
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*twirls* I just adore this series! I cannot wait to read Jack and Jenna's story. It sounds pretty amazing! :D
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I really need to get started on this series! I just know I am going to love it. Jack and Jenna sound wonderful and I love this story trope. Awesome review.
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