Rescuing the Bad Boy (Second Chance, #2)
by Jessica Lemmon
A Contemporary Romance
Released May 26th 2015
Not All Scars Heal
For Donovan Pate, the lake town of Evergreen Cove is a minefield of tough memories-including the day he had to let go of Sofie Martin. Years later he still can’t forget the taste of her lips and the feel of her killer curves. He knows he’s too damaged, that he should stay away for her own good. But what the head says and the heart wants are two very different things… Seven years ago, Donovan broke Sofie’s heart. Now her career depends on playing nice in order to pull off the charity fund-raiser of the decade. She vows to keep things professional… yet working by his side every day doesn’t make it easy to fight temptation, and it isn’t long before she finds herself falling for this bad boy all over again. But loving Donovan means helping him face his past-so they can fight for a future together.
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Awesome when you start a book and can’t put it down because it touches you in every way imaginable (just like I wanted Donovan to do to me!). Arghhh! The feels, the humor, the anticipation!!!!
Donovan Pate left Evergreen Cove to escape his past but now he’s back to settle his grandmother’s estate. Not an easy feat when he didn’t think much of her or what the ‘legacy’ she left behind. But things must get done and the sooner he settles everything, the sooner he can leave. But fate has other plans.
Seven years ago, Sofie Martin made a decision that blew up on her face. She moved on (slightly!), stayed in town and made a name for herself as a party planner. In the midst of planning one of the most important events of the year, she stumbles with a problem. The location for the benefit is now in the hands of Donovan–the very man she has tried unsuccessfully to forget.
Like I said, I enjoyed this story thoroughly. From the very beginning, I was intrigued by the characters, especially Donovan. I wanted to know what drove him to leave town and how he would deal with facing his past and Sofie all at once. Thankfully, the author did not disappoint in that regard. I got to experience his every emotion. From his conflicted thoughts at being back at the mansion to the regret and guilt over his treatment of Sofie seven years ago all the way through his struggle to keep his feelings for her at bay. Every single one of his emotions was there for the taking and I devoured it all.
It helped that Sofie was a great character too! I first met Sofie when I read Bringing Home the Bad Boy as one of Charlotte’s best friend. It was nice to get to know her first hand. She was funny, strong-willed and thoroughly in love with Donovan. I enjoyed watching her fight her attraction to Donovan while standing her ground in regards to the mansion’s availability for the benefit.
I loved Sofie and Donovan together. Their bickering cracked me up and their honest and candid moments melted my heart. I loved watching how that initial connection grew even before they got together physically. Now don’t get me wrong, it was fantastic having them together at least. But those quiet exchanges, the flirty moments and just every day interactions really worked for me.
Although this is the second book in the series, it can certainly be read as a stand alone. But let me tell you, you are missing out if you don’t pick up a copy of Bringing Home the Bad Boy. Like this one, it truly was awesome.
All in all, a fantastic story about second chances and starting anew. I loved it!
*I received a copy of this title in exchange of my honest opinion.
Her soft touch landed on Donovan’s arm, and the anger shuddering inside him shifted into an ache. She stepped closer, the warmth between them radiating enough heat to set him on fire. But like the fireplaces he built, he could handle it. He could handle the heat from her, not because he was impervious, but because he was strong enough to soak her in and not burn to ash.
She turned his arm where paint was drying. She swiped at it with her sleeve. “I made a mess.”
He’d forgotten about the paint. “Don’t… I can… There is a shower in the…” He lost his train of thought when she turned those emerald green eyes up to him. He watched her delicate throat work as she swallowed. His eyes traveled up her neck and landed on her mouth. Needing her mouth, he lowered his face, watched her eyes grow dark and wide, watched her lift her chin to meet him.
Heat. He wanted more. If only to test his own strength.
He moved his lips gently against hers, but resisted holding her to him. She held onto him though, grasping his forearms with both hands, her fingers wrapped around his elbows. Pressing her body against his, pressing her tits against his ribs.
Hell, sounded like an invitation to him. Deepening their connection, he thrust his tongue into her mouth, reached around, and grabbed her ass with both palms. When he squeezed, she sucked in a breath.
“Told you,” he rumbled.
“Not a complaint, Scampi.” He squeezed again. “Perfect.”
A choked laugh left her throat. “Big.”
Still moving his hands over her backside, he said, “First thing I noticed about you at the Wharf.” He’d been plating up a chicken scaloppini when the manager walked in to show around a few new servers. Two he couldn’t remember, and Sofie. Bent over the plate, he’d peeked between the metal shelves framing that perfect ass . He’d stood to get a better look, and she’d pegged him with those moss-greens.
“Second thing I noticed was your eyes.”
Her lips parted slightly. “And the third thing?”
He kissed her. She tasted incredible. “The first time you talked to me.”
She rolled her eyes. “And what did I say?”
She didn’t think he remembered. She was wrong. “‘Can I get a side of cock?’”
Laughing, she shook her head.
He smiled back at her, unable to help himself. “Then you cleared your throat and said, ‘cocktail sauce’.”
Shaking her head, she said, “Worst abbreviation ever.”
“Kitchen guys are immature.”
She blinked up at him, studying him, like she was trying to piece him together. He didn’t want her to. Once she pieced him together and had the whole picture, she wouldn’t like what she saw.
He kissed her again, keeping his hands on her body.
“Are you testing my boundaries?” she asked, her tone teasing. He recognized that comment from the night he rescued her from Torsett.
“Mine,” he corrected.
Sofie bit her lip. “I don’t date much.”
“Me either.” At all, actually.
She shook her head, more in thought than in argument. “I don’t think I have any boundaries with you.”
He was beginning to think he had none with her, either.
Second Chance Series
Bringing Home the Bad Boy (Second Chance #1)
About Jessica Lemmon
Jessica Lemmon has always been a dreamer. At some point, she decided head-in-the-clouds thinking was childish, went out, and got herself a job . . . and then she got another one because that one was lousy. And when that one stopped being fulfilling, she went out and got another . . . and another. Soon it became apparent she’d only be truly happy doing what she loved. And since “eating potato chips” isn’t a viable career, she opted to become a writer. With fire in her heart, she dusted off a book she’d started years prior, finished it, and submitted it. It may have been the worst book ever, but it didn’t stop her from writing another one. Now she has several books finished, several more started, and even more marinating in her brain (which currently resides in the clouds, thankyouverymuch), and she couldn’t be happier. She firmly believes God gifts us with talents for a purpose, and with His help, you can create the life you want. (While eating potato chips.)
- Bringing Home the Bad Boy (Second Chance #1) — Review & Excerpt