She spent years trying to build a “sensible” career, working in bookstores, recruitment, resource management, administration, and as a travel agent, before finally conceding defeat and devoting herself to the world of romance novels. She’s spent most of her life feeling sorry for people who don’t read, convinced that books are the solution to every problem.Īs an adult, she feeds her addiction in every spare second, only occasionally tearing herself away to do things like answer the phone and pay bills. While other teenagers were sneaking out of the house, Louisa was sneaking romance novels in and working out how to read them without being discovered. Louisa Masters started reading romance much earlier than her mother thought she should. The last thing I need is to fall for him myself. I’m supposed to help him stop his friends from falling for him. Who’s befriended me and wants me to be happy. Charlie, who’s completely clueless yet the most accepting and friendly person I’ve ever met. What I’ve got is planning dates for people who have no clue about romancing someone.īut now I’m somehow Charlie Martin’s anti-romance consultant.

All I really want is someone to snuggle with and spoil me. When it comes to romance, I’ve got it handled. Need a first date planned? A big romantic moment? Gotta beg for forgiveness? I’m your man. When people look at me, romance is the last thing they think of… but I’m still the first person they call.

If I want to get through the rest of college knowing who my friends are, I need help from someone who knows all about dating and can tell me what not to do.

My trust fund means I can afford to, though, and what’s a meal here and there? Or some clothes? Or textbooks? That doesn’t mean we’re dating, right? I’m not sure how it happened, but it turns out I’ve unknowingly been dating three people.įriends don’t spoil other friends, apparently.

Mr. Romance by Louisa Masters