The Fortunate Ones by R.S. Grey
on November 1st, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary Romance, Rom-Com
Source: Blog Tour Host
At Twin Oaks Country Club, there are the fortunate ones, and then there are the rest of us: the waiters, the caddies, the valets, and in my case, the cabana girls. Most days, I’m poolside in a pleated skirt, dishing out margaritas to tycoons and titans. It’s not exactly my dream job, but it does come with one perk…
He’s my silver lining in a custom black suit.
Besides being a legacy member at the club, he’s a tech mogul and Austin’s most eligible bachelor. Oh, and those dimples? Yeah, they make my stomach dip too.
On good days, I catch his sleek Porsche winding down the tree-lined drive. On better days, I steal a glimpse of his handsome profile as we pass in the hall. And on the absolute best day, I find him alone at the bar, looking for company.
“Come have a seat.”
Those four little words set me down a path I never could have imagined. Private planes, penthouse suites, and temptations around every corner make it impossible to keep my distance. His world feels decadent and wild—but overindulgence comes with a cost. Every kiss comes with strings. Every erotic encounter is a promise I’m not ready to keep.
When I pump the brakes, he hits the gas. James doesn’t want to go slow—he wants a commitment.
And the thing about the fortunate ones?
They’re used to getting what they want.
I received this book for free in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
R.S. Grey sure can write rom-com! The Fortunate Ones is the kind of story that creeps up on you and fully puts down its roots in your heart until you’re sure it would stay there, and you don’t even notice it until the deed is done. That’s how I felt when I finished reading this book. The story is engaging, sexy, and hilarious, and I devoured this from start to finish.
Twin Oaks is an exclusive country club for the elite, the richest and most powerful in Austin, Texas, and Brooke Davenport is at the heart of it. She’s working there as a cabana girl until she finds a new position as an au pair and goes back to teaching Spanish or French.
What she imagined as an unimaginable time at the country club is anything but because of a certain patron. James Ashwood, a man everyone at the country club and pretty much the world fawns over. The seemingly larger than life man has caught the attention of everyone at the club, even Brooke, and when he suddenly starts talking to her, she’s pulled in a whirlwind romance with a man she knows she shouldn’t have.
He and Brooke are at different stages of their lives, and it’s hard to find a compromise for them, because no matter what happens, one of them has to sacrifice their goals to be together.
My heart belongs to James Ashwood. He’s so consistent, so steadfast in his feels. Omggggggg I might just die with the feels. At 36, he’s ready to settle down and make a home of his house. Once he falls in love, he falls hard. I was swooning so much that this man who’s been so used to being alone has fallen in love with Brooke, and gah. His love is the kind that stands through time and distance, I swear.
I can understand why it took them a while to end up together, and I’m actually happy with the path Brooke and James chose. It helped them grow more into themselves, and they ended up as better people because of it. I feel like although the two have a deep love already even at a short time, it wasn’t the right time for them. Their relationship would have been filled with resentment and regret if they started right away, and it wouldn’t bode well for them. I have to be honest and say though that it annoyed me at times when Brooke would come running back every time she pushed James away. I felt like she was stringing him along.
I was only 14% in and I was hooked with the hilarious banter between Brooke and James, and basically everyone in the story. Plus, the chemistry is amazing, it’s so hard not to root for them. By the end of the story, I’m completely in love with James Ashwood (I totally get why everyone at Twin Oaks is obsessed with him! I would be if I worked there lol), I’m attached to Brooke and James’ romance, and I want to read about Ellie, Brooke’s sister! But mainly I want to read more about James and Brooke. Call me selfish, but I want me some more James.
The Fortunate Ones had R.S. Grey’s signature humor and fantastic banter, and while it feels familiar, it’s also more mature and a little bit angstier than her past works. I’m pretty sure I love this book as much as A Place in the Sun. The Fortunate Ones makes you laugh then punches you in the face with feels—happy and sad—before wrapping you up in love and sexual tension and the best happy feels a book can give.
Tropes: Age Gap, Billionaire
POV: First Person, Female POV
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“I missed you today,” he says, his heated gaze lingering on my body.
I step back, and he follows.
He looks like he’s cornering his prey.
“Apparently not enough to make it to dinner,” I point out icily.
“I called the restaurant and told them I’d be late. Didn’t they tell you?”
I cross my arms and glance away.
“Brooke.” He steps closer and gently lifts my chin, forcing me to look back at him. “Fight with me tomorrow.”
I narrow my eyes, angry with him for shelving this discussion so casually. To him, it doesn’t matter that I sat in that restaurant alone, looking like a fool for nearly two hours. He’s brushing off my anger, stepping closer and forcing his way past my defenses.
“I think I’d like to talk about it now.”
I catch the beginning of a smirk just before he leans in to kiss my cheek.
“Are you sure there isn’t anything you’d rather be doing right now?”
He uncrosses my arms and brings them up over his shoulders then steps closer, towering over me. My arms tighten around his neck, but still, I turn away, keeping my mouth from him. His breath hits my neck and he pulls me taut against his hard body, growing more impatient with every moment I try to resist.
“Brooke,” he whispers huskily.
My eyes flutter closed as he bends and presses a kiss to my cheek, my chin, then lower, tipping my head back so he can reach the smooth recess at the nape of my neck. I shiver and he groans, obviously aware of what his touch is doing to me.