#AudioBlitz The Learning Hours (How to Date a Douchebag #3) by Sara Ney @SaraNey #Excerpt

Posted November 3, 2017 by Diane in College Romance, Contemporary Romance, Promo / 0 Comments

#AudioBlitz The Learning Hours (How to Date a Douchebag #3) by Sara Ney @SaraNey #Excerpt #Standalone 


How to Date a Douchebag Book 3

By Sara Ney


Our Review:

The Learning Hours is the third book in The How to Date a Douchebag series, but can be read as a standalone. I hadn’t read the other books in the series and it was actually my first book by this author. I think my favorite part of this book were a couple of smokin’ HOT scenes where Rhett gets some “Learning” done!! 😉 

“Does he honestly think a girl that looks like her is going to date a guy who looks like me?”

The hero in this story, Rhett, is NOT a douchebag. He is a really nice and super shy guy. IMO just about every other character in this story is pretty much a douchebag, including for most of the book,the heroine, Laurel. 

“God, how could I have ever thought he wasn’t attractive when now, he’s the most handsome guy I’ve ever seen? It breaks my vain heart knowing how I acted—like an asshole. I’m not out of his league; he’s out of mine.”

I listened to The Learning Hours on audiobook. I really enjoyed the narrators and the way they brought the story to life off of the page! 




He’s not a douchebag; but that doesn’t stop his friends from turning him into one.
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 a pulse. He will reciprakate with oral. 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.
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.
Especially her.



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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.
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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.


Defeated. Tired.


My stomach rolls with nerves, nerves that have me rooted to the spot in the doorway, watching him.
Just watching.


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.


Twenty feet.










No reply.


“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…


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