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This weekend I’m reading To Have and to Hate by R.S. Grey. I’ve been feeling a bit slumpy after such a good reading month in January so I decided an R.S. Grey book is the way to get out of a slump. She is the queen of rom-coms in my eyes and I think this is the 16th book of hers I’ve read. I’m around 40% of the way through and I’m loving it. Marriage of convenience is my favourite trope and so far she’s knocking it out of the park.
Title: To Have and to Hate
Author: R.S. Grey
Publisher: Self-published by R.S. Grey
Release Date: March 18, 2021
Marry a man I barely know to save my family from ruin.
It might’ve been simple, if my betrothed were anybody else.
On our wedding day, my husband-to-be arrived at the courthouse like a black cloud rolling over Manhattan. Walt didn’t crack smiles or pepper in pleasantries as we exchanged hollow vows in front of the judge.
His disdain for me was so palpable I assumed we’d walk out of that ceremony and resume our regularly scheduled programming. But then fate was like, Hold my beer. I got this.
In desperate need of help and with nowhere else to turn, I had no choice but to ignore a crucial rule in our contract: I shall only contact Mr. Jennings II in case of emergency. But hey, what’s a little fine print between husband and wife?
Turns out, Walt’s a stickler for legalese—I think it might be his love language. Oh, and his attitude at the courthouse wasn’t a put-on. My so-called husband is a jerk. He takes what he wants without giving any consideration to other people—specifically ME, his blushing, contractually-obligated bride!
I knew life with Walt would be no honeymoon, but a marriage of any sort should still come with a few standard guarantees:
To have and to hold.
For richer or poorer.
In sickness and in health.
But after experiencing Walt’s version of wedded bliss, I say let’s forget about all that lovey-dovey crap and just take me straight to death do us part.