How to Date a Douchebag: The Learning Hours by Sara Ney
5 ⭐️ Stars
Length: 10 hrs, 8 mins
Narration: Josh Goodman, Muffy Newton
Gah, I loved so many things about this audiobook! It literally flips the script on what a typical romance novel should be. The role reversal of the douchebag being the female lead was freaking genius and it works! Then we have our super sweet, hero whom I fell in love with immediately. Together Rhett and Laurel are perfection. She’s the douche I hated at first, but then learn to love and he’s just freaking adorable. Still, Rhett holds his own in among his a-hole friends which made him sexy because no one likes a pushover.
The narration was so, so good! Dear baby Jesus, the French spoken was so freaking sexy. Like, I’d buy the audio just for that fact alone. *fans self* Josh Goodman and Muffy Newton bring this book to life in the best way. Their chemistry is right on point and they had me laughing, swooning, and feeling all the right feels the whole time. You just need need to listen to it to understand the awesomeness. This audio is gold! GET. IT.
He’s not a douchebag;
but that doesn’t stop his friends from
turning him into one.
MY FRIENDS WANT ME TO GET LAID.
So much so that they plastered my ugly mug all over campus, in bold printed letters:
Are you the lucky lady who’s going to break our roommate’s cherry?
Him: socially awkward man with average-sized penis looking for willing sexual partner. You: must have pulse. Text him at: 555-254-5551
The morons can’t even spell. And the texts I’ve been receiving are what wet dreams are made of. But I’m not like these douchebags, no matter how hard they try to turn me into one.
THIS ISN’T THE KIND OF ATTENTION I WANT.
One text stands out from hundreds. One number I can’t bring myself to block. She seems different. Hotter, even in black and white.
However, after seeing her in person, I know she’s not the girl for me. But my friends won’t let up–they just don’t get it. Douchebags or not, there’s one thing they’ll never understand: GIRLS DON’T WANT ME.
He’s seated at a table in the far corner when I spot him from the door. He’s not hard to miss–not with his purple t-shirt in a sea of black and yellow, and wavy mussed hair.
He’s slouching, hunched over his table.
My stomach rolls with nerves, nerves that have me rooted to the spot in the doorway, watching him.
For the entire four minutes I stand here, he sits immobile, studying his laptop, eyes moving along the screen, completely transfixed by whatever he’s reading.
“Just go over there,” I whisper to myself, blowing out a puff of pent-up air.
I put one foot in front of the other and begin toward him, spine ramrod straight, steeling myself, prepared for another argument.
“Do you mind if I sit here?” I lay my hand on the back of the wooden chair across from him, intending to pull it out.
He stiffens but doesn’t lift his head. “Yes I mind.”
“Would you mind if I sat at the table next to you?” I’m pushing his buttons, looking for a reaction, but he only spares me a brief glance.
Shrugs. “Free country.”
I bite my lip to hide a smile, glad he didn’t tell me to take a hike…
Sara Ney is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the How to Date a Douchebag series, and is best known for her sexy, laugh-out-loud New Adult romances. Among her favorite vices, she includes: iced latte’s, historical architecture and well-placed sarcasm. She lives colorfully, collects vintage books, art, loves flea markets, and fancies herself British.
She lives with her husband, children, and her ridiculously large dog.