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Forever’s Holiday Hookup Blitz with Jessica Lemmon, Katie Lane & Debbie Mason! *Excerpts, Review and Giveaway*


Welcome to Forever’s Holiday Hookup Blitz. Below you will find three holiday theme books from Forever authors Jessica Lemmon, Katie Lane & Debbie Mason! Enjoy the excerpts provided and don’t forget to enter the giveaway at the bottom of the post. Thank you for stopping by!

Lemmon_A Bad Boy for Christmas_MMA Bad Boy for Christmas (Second Chance #3) by Jessica Lemmon

‘Tis the Season to Be Naughty

Connor McClain knows what he wants. And after four harrowing years in Afghanistan, that’s a quiet life in the lakeside town of Evergreen Cove. But coming home has land mines of its own-the most dangerous of them being long-legged bombshell Faith Garrett. Now getting her into his arms this holiday is going to require more than mistletoe…

With a cheating ex behind her, all Faith wants is a relaxing holiday free from man drama. And even though every moment with gorgeous Connor is a sweet temptation, Faith is determined not to give in. But Jack Frost has other plans, and soon Faith and Connor are snowbound in a winter wonderland with only the sparks flying between them to keep them warm. As one hot kiss leads to another, they’ll have to decide if they’re ready to give each other the best gift of all-love.

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*sigh* A sweet protective bad boy…*deep sigh*

As a follower of this series, I thought that it could not get any better than Donovan’s story, I loved that from start to finish. But it seems that Jessica Lemmon’s writing it’s just that good!

We met Connor in the previous book when he was helping Donovan getting his mansion back into shape. A former soldier, Connor hasn’t settled into his ‘new’ life just yet even though it’s been over a year since his return back home. He spends his day working hard and his nights trying to find sleep. Some of that time is also spent flirting with Faith.

Faith believes she’s cursed when it comes to love and marriage, so she’s not looking for a relationship. Especially after her last one ended on such a sour note. But not wanting a relationship doesn’t mean she can’t entertain thoughts of a certain sexy landscaper. But when those ‘thoughts’ start turning into reality, is either one ready for what’s to come?

If you didn’t figure it out with all my sighing before–I loved this story! There’s something about a story that sticks to you from beginning to end. When you get to into the story you find yourself wanting to throttle the characters, laughing out loud and crying right along with the characters or for the characters. This was what it was like for me with Connor and Faith’s story.

From the beginning, I could see that Connor and Faith shared a great amount of chemistry, but as we know chemistry alone does not a great romance make. And Jessica Lemmon knows well since she made sure to bring not only that fantastic chemistry to the page every chance she got, but she made it even greater by building it along with Connor and Faith’s connection. Through every look, fleeting touch or unexpected kiss Connor and Faith’s chemistry shined through, but it was the connection that jumped off the page with their every flirty exchange that made this romance even more fabulous.

I loved Connor. He was a great mix of bad boy and sweet boy. He had a huge heart, loved deeply and was loyal to a fault. But he was also strong and capable and very protective of those he cared for. In a word–perfect. And he was especially perfect for Faith. Having grown up in a household with an overbearing mother, Faith longed to be a part of something more. Connor provided that. He was a friend she could talk to and be herself with, but he was also a lover she could let go with without judgement.

As I’ve come to expect from this author, the story flowed flawlessly from Connor and Faith being friends to them recognizing and admitting that what they shared was something more. Their journey from friends to friends with benefits was a treat to read. I enjoyed their flirty banter, their bickering and their explosive chemistry. That first kiss was EPIC!

Keep in mind that although this is the third book in the Second Chance series it can be read as a stand alone. Personally, I loved the two previous books and would recommend them to anyone who enjoys fun, sweet yet hot contemporary romances. I am certainly looking forward for the next book in the series, it seems Gloria and Asher’s story is next and the sparks between those two have been going off since the very first book.

All in all, a fantastic friends to lovers story. Funny, sexy and so much more!

*I received a copy of this title in exchange of my honest opinion.

A Bad Boy for Christmas Excerpt

She came to a halt at the threshold of the kitchen, her breath clogging in her throat.

Part of it was shock over the fact that Connor was leaning over the countertop inhaling one of her cupcakes. The other part, and the part she was having trouble reconciling, was the fact that there was a tear beneath one of the pockets of his jeans, and the slash of skin she was currently staring at was his bare ass.

He stood, chewing and smiling with his lips closed. She knew because she hastily redirected her gaze to his face. The way he licked the frosting off the corner of his mouth and lifted his brow suggested he may have caught her eyeballing something she shouldn’t.

“Tore them on a nail on the fence this morning.” He turned to look over his shoulder, splitting the tear with his fingers to show her a faint red scratch on one chiseled butt cheek. “Hurt like a bitch.” His eyes found hers and he gave her a sly smile. “Don’t suppose you’d be willing to patch me up.”

She choked on her laughter, shaking her head for effect. “I don’t think so,” she said, trying to sound disgusted and not turned on.

His smile erased as his brow went down like she’d hurt his feelings. “You would deny me medical care in my moment of need?”

Flustered, she stepped past him and snatched the small white box off the counter, determined to change the subject. “I hope you know you owe me a cupcake.”

“Cupcake, I took that in payment for the kiss you never gave me.”

So he didn’t forget.

“You’d rather have a carrot cupcake than a kiss?” Her pulse pounded against her neck. She knew which one she would prefer, and hoped she was doing a good job hiding it.

“Hmm…” He made a show of craning his neck to look at the remaining cupcake in the bottom of the box. “It was a pretty good cupcake.”

Her mouth opened in argument, but the argument never came. And the reason it never came was because Connor covered her lips with his, launching his tongue into her mouth. She tasted sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg from the frosting, and his mouth, which tasted wonderful because it tasted like him. The smell of lavender filled her senses, that earthy, spicy smell mingling in her nostrils and making her lean into him. Cupping the back of his neck, she tilted her chin, continuing their sparring session with fervor.

Noses bumped, his unshaven chin scraped her jaw, and his hands—his big, manly, rough hands—grasped her at the waist and pulled her flush against him.

This went on until finally, she had to pull back to inhale or suffocate. Not a bad way to go, she’d admit. Now she was panting and trying to recalibrate her brain cells, which had apparently oozed right out of her ears since Connor put his mouth on hers.

He looked as dazed as she did for a second before his smile snapped into place. “Nope. That was much better than the cupcake.”



Lane_Unwrapped_MMUnwrapped (Hunk for the Holidays #3) by Katie Lane

Good things come in sexy packages…

Jacqueline Maguire has a problem tying the knot.After fleeing the altar (again), the runaway bride drives off with no particular destination in mind. Which is how Jac finds herself stranded in a snowstorm with a hot, hard-bodied stranger who treats her to the naughtiest night of her life . . . but come morning, he’s long gone.

Contractor Patrick McPherson is deeply committed to his bachelor lifestyle. No strings, no rings. As the Christmas season approaches, however, Patrick still can’t quite forget his curvalicious one-night stand. Then Jac shows up unexpectedly, and all holiday hell breaks loose. Because this year, Patrick is getting the biggest Christmas surprise of his life.

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Unwrapped Excerpt

“Am I a vampire?”

He chuckled at the joke and smoothed the damp hair off her forehead.  “No.  I don’t change my victims . . . I just snack on them.”  She didn’t crack a smile, but her shoulders relaxed, bringing his attention back to the welt.  “How badly are you hurt?”

Her hand went to the marks on her neck.  “Surprisingly, it didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would.”

Patrick felt his face heat with embarrassment.  “I’m sorry.  I forgot about the fangs.”

Her gaze flickered to his mouth, and damned if he didn’t get hard again.  “Well, I guess since you didn’t . . . umm . . . overindulge, it’s not a big deal.”

Overindulge?  Oh, he wanted to overindulge.  Especially with those phenomenal breasts just a reach away.  But he wasn’t that big of a jerk.  “So can you tell me what happened?  Are there any other victims?”

“No.  No one else was in the car with me when Big Foot—I mean, a deer jumped out in front of the car.  I would’ve been okay if my brakes had worked properly.  It was almost like someone had tampered with—” She paused, and her eyes widened.  “Mr. Darby.”  She glanced at the door.  “And he’s probably the one who flattened your tire.”

Patrick started to wonder if she wasn’t suffering from a concussion.  She seemed to be talking in circles.  Of course, most women talked in circles.  “I thought you said no one was in the car with you.  Who is Mr. Darby?”

“No one was in the car with me.  Mr. Darby is the guy who’s trying to k—” She stopped and cleared her throat.  “Never mind.  It’s not important.  So you were saying?”

His brow knotted.  Why couldn’t women be as easy to read as a blueprint?  He released his breath in a sigh.  “I was wondering how badly you were injured.”

“I’m fine now.  I was just a little lightheaded before.”  She sat up to prove it, bringing her full pouting lips inches from his.  He might not be able to read her, but he sure as hell desired her.  He had never wanted to kiss a woman so badly in his life.  It was like her lips were magnetized and he was solid metal.  But before he could kiss her, she got to her feet and started picking up the items that had spilled out of her purse.  Since there was a lot of crap, he knelt down to help her.

“So what are you doing up here?” he asked as he lifted her wallet and handed it to her.  “I’m assuming by the costume that you were coming back from a party.”

There was a slight hesitation before she nodded.  “And I got lost.”  She leaned over to reach the tube of lipstick that had slid under the coffee table, and her breasts swelled forth in twin mounds of bodacious beauty.  “So if you can’t take me back to Denver, do you think you could get me to a working phone?”

It took her grabbing the lipstick and straightening before he could talk.  “I could if I didn’t have a flat tire.”  Now that his temper had cooled, he realized that she wouldn’t have had time to flatten his tire.  He probably ran over a nail at one of the jobsites, and it had been slowly leaking air all day.

“Don’t you know how to fix it?” she asked.

“Yes, but I’m not going to do it in a blizzard.”  He picked up her phone and tried it.  There was still no reception so he tapped the screen closed.  A screensaver picture of two people popped up.  Patrick didn’t know why he was more interested in the skinny guy than the pretty, dark-haired woman.  Or maybe he knew why, but just wasn’t willing to admit it.

“Are you married?” he asked.

“Not yet.  I’m still working on it.”  Before he could figure out what that meant, she got up and took the phone and her purse from him.  “So if you’re not going to fix the tire, just what am I supposed to do?”

In heels, or at least in one heel, she was only a few inches shorter than he was and sturdily built.  He realized that he liked that about her.  He was tired of petite women he had to worry about breaking.  This woman looked like she could handle a man who liked things a little rough.  And since she wasn’t married, was in no way connected to his aunt’s schemes, and was here . . .

Patrick smiled.  “You’re going to spend the night with me.”

“What?” she squeaked.  “I can’t spend the entire night with a . . .”

“Patrick.”  He held out his hand.  “And you are?”

She swallowed hard before answering.  “In big trouble.”




Mason_Snowbound at Christmas_MMSnowbound at Christmas (Christmas, Colorado #5) by Debbie Mason

Surviving the holidays will take a Christmas miracle…

Ex-cop Cat O’Connor is bored working for her sister, Chloe, as a personal assistant on the set of her soap opera. Until Chloe gets an opportunity to audition for the role of a lifetime and asks her identical twin to substitute for her on the soap with no one the wiser. It’s a perfect switch-until Cat attracts the attention of the mysterious Mr. Tall, Dark, and Way-too-handsome leading man.

Grayson Alexander never thought being snowbound in the charming town of Christmas, Colorado, for the holiday would get so hot. But between working with sexy, tough Cat on set and keeping his real reason for being there under wraps, he’s definitely feeling the heat. And if there’s one thing they’ll learn as they bring out the mistletoe, it’s that in this town, true love is always in season.

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Snowbound at Christmas Excerpt

“We don’t have time to talk about it,” the older woman said as she helped Cat out of the fur coat. “We have just been presented with the perfect opportunity to put our plan into action.”

Great, Estelle and Chloe had a plan. Cat tugged the sweater’s neckline higher. Her sister may like to show off her girls, but Cat’s were going undercover. And since she didn’t want Estelle to blow her cover, she hoped the older woman enlightened her about their plan.

They were a few feet from the table where Harry stood looking deliciously edible when Nell waved a gingerbread man in the air. “Get a kiss with your cookies, ladies. Two dollars for a kiss and a cookie.”

A horde of women stampeded in their direction.

“Make it count, my dear,” Estelle murmured, shoving Cat at the table.

The push caused Cat to wobble on her heels. If not for Harry reaching across the table, encircling her biceps with his strong hands, she would have fallen on her face. Something her sister would never do. So it was imperative that Cat put on a believable performance. She fluffed her hair, did a flirty head tilt, and batted her fake eyelashes.

“I’ll take two, Harry.” She puckered her lips.

His mouth flattened, a muscle ticking in his clenched jaw. Then he leaned toward her. It’s possible he said bloody hell under his breath as he lowered his head, but she couldn’t be sure because everything went a little fuzzy the moment his warm, firm lips touched hers. She tasted mint, smelled his expensive cologne, and drew closer, placing her hands on his shoulders to avoid toppling over. Okay, so it was an excuse, but she was sure her sister would have taken advantage of the situation in exactly the same way.

Her mouth softened, her fingers tightening on his broad shoulders as her lips parted. She was just getting into the kiss, and it was some kiss, when his mouth left hers. He took what appeared to be a startled step back. She understood the reaction—the kiss had rocked her world, too.

“Hang on, I need a picture for the Chronicle,” Nell said, putting down the cookie to pick up her cell phone. “Okay, go for it.”

In the background, she heard George saying something to Phil about breaking his promise. Harry looked over her head, then back at her. An emotion she couldn’t read darkened his blue eyes, then he brought his hands to the sides of her face and did as Nell suggested. He went for it.

Gently tilting her head so his lips slanted over hers at a precise angle, he gave her a deep, passionate kiss. It was long and lush, and breath-stealingly perfect. Her eyes were still closed, her head tipped up, when she realized she was kissing air. Blinking her eyes open, she stared at him. Acting as though he was completely unaffected, as if he hadn’t felt the same emotional rush of desire, he handed her two cookies.

If that was a kiss from an uninterested man, she’d eat . . .

“That will be four dollars, Chloe.” His words were cool and clipped, his back ramrod straight.

And her heart, that seconds ago had been dancing to a happy beat, froze. It wasn’t her he was kissing. It was her sister.



About the Authors

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.)

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Katie Lane is the USA Today bestselling author of the Deep in the Heart of Texas and Hunk for the Holidays series. Katie lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and when she isn’t writing, she enjoys reading, traveling, and cuddling with her high school sweetheart and cairn terrier Roo.

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Debbie Mason is the bestselling author of the Christmas, Colorado series. Her books have been praised for their “likable characters, clever dialogue and juicy plots” (RT Book Reviews). She also writes historical paranormals as Debbie Mazzuca. Her MacLeod series has received several nominations for best paranormal as well as a Holt Medallion Award of Merit. When she isn’t writing or reading, Debbie enjoys spending time with her very own real-life hero, their four wonderful children, an adorable grandbaby, and a yappy Yorkie named Bella.

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Rescuing the Bad Boy (Second Chance #2) by Jessica Lemmon *Review, Excerpt and Giveaway*


Rescuing the Bad Boy (Second Chance, #2)
by Jessica Lemmon

A Contemporary Romance
From Forever
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.

“Told me?”

“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

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About Jessica Lemmon

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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.)

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Tour: Bringing Home the Bad Boy (Second Chance #1) by Jessica Lemmon *Review, Excerpt and Giveaway*


Bringing Home the Bad Boy
by Jessica Lemmon

A Contemporary Romance
From Forever
Released January 27th 2015



The Bad Boy Is Back

Evan Downey needs a new beginning. Since the death of his wife five years ago, the brilliant tattoo artist has shut himself away in a prison of grief that not even his work can break him out of-and what’s worse, Evan knows his son Lyon is bearing the brunt of his seclusion. Moving back to the lake town of Evergreen Cove where he spent his childhood summers is his last chance for a fresh start.

Charlotte Harris knows she owes it to her best friend’s memory to help Evan and his son find their way again, but she can’t stop her traitorous heart from skipping a beat every time she looks into Evan’s mesmerizing eyes. Charlotte is determined to stay strictly in the Friend Zone-until a mind-blowing night knocks that plan by the wayside. Now, if they’re brave enough to let it, Charlotte and Evan might just find a love capable of healing their broken hearts…

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Evan needs a change of scenery for him and his son. He’s tired of living with the memories of his late wife everywhere he turns so he decides to move to Evergreen Cove, a place he remembers fondly from his childhood. It is also where Rae’s best friend Charlotte lives. He considers her a great friend and appreciates her support and her influence in his son’s life.

Charlotte “Charlie” Harris misses her best friend every day and has vowed to be there for the family she left behind. Unfortunately, having Evan so close has brought about the feelings she once thought forgotten. Try as she might, she can’t help but be drawn to Evan. It doesn’t help her guilt when he suddenly sees her and wants something more from her.

I loved this story. From the very beginning I was drawn into Evan’s story and his struggle to come to terms with his wife’s death while still managing to be there for their son. It helped that he was a tattooed hottie and a loving father too. It was a treat to explore his personality, especially once he and Charlie started spending time together.

Charlie was a great characters in her own right. Funny and considerate, Charlie struggled with feelings of inadequacy left from a past relationship. I enjoyed the growth she endured as the story progressed and admired her resolve to not give in to her attraction for Evan. Of course, I enjoyed it even more when she did give into what was developing between them, but it was those candid moments spent with Evan and his son that I truly enjoyed.

Mostly I loved that the connection between Evan and Charlie was always at the forefront of the story. Regardless of the situations Evan and Charlie found themselves in, Jessica Lemmon never failed to deepen Evan and Charlie’s initial connection. Not only did they shared a bond because of their grief over Rae’s death, but they forged their own connection. I enjoyed their flirty banter, their honest interactions and the undercurrent of sexual awareness they shared whenever they were together.

Bringing Home the Bad Boy is the first book in the Second Chance series and a fantastic start at that. I can’t wait to read more about these bad boy. Donovan’s story is next and if the excerpt provided is anything to go by, it’s going to be as great as this one.

All in all, a wonderful romantic read with plenty of steamy scenes, emotions and entertaining interactions to make it all worthwhile.

*I received a copy of this title through NetGalley in exchange of my honest opinion.



“Know why I moved here?” he asked, keeping his voice low.

She wrenched her eyes from his and focused on a spot over his shoulder.

“Because you didn’t want to live in Columbus anymore.” That’s what he’d told her. That he wanted a change. That he and Lyon had outgrown the house. And, she imagined it’d be hard to live in the house where Rae had passed.

“But why here?”


His fingers grazed her jaw and turned her head, his palm moving to her neck where he cupped her nape and forced her eyes to his.

Reluctantly, she met them.

“Rae’s more alive when you’re around, Ace.”

Her heart, oh her heart. Kicking against her chest in a confusing, hectic rhythm.

“You bring her to life for Lyon—more than anyone else. I need him to remember her because he can’t remember her alive.” His hold stayed, his palm warming her neck, his gaze unwavering.

She tried to separate the two feelings she was having—one that she was now talking about Rae with Evan and two, that he was touching her while talking about Rae.

Before she could, his lips closed over hers.

Her thoughts short-circuited.

This wasn’t anything like a soft peck hello. This was his lips moving over hers, slanting over hers, warm and firm and then his mouth opened and—

Oh my gosh!

His wet, warm tongue slid along the seam of her lips and she stopped being passive and started kissing him back. When she would have touched her tongue to his, he relocated it, running along her bottom lip instead and tugging with his teeth.

If she’d been standing, her knees would have given out and dropped her right on her butt.

And then there was the palm on her neck, now spearing up through her hair and clutching onto a handful of it. He held her captive, his hand fisting her hair as he angled his mouth again. In response to the soft whimper escaping her throat, he swept his tongue into her mouth. He tangled his tongue with hers once, twice, and released her.

When he pulled his mouth away, a long, satisfied sigh escaped her lips. Because that was a kiss. A kiss to rival all other kisses.

She opened her eyes to realize A) she’d closed her eyes and B) she’d at some point wrapped both hands around his forearms where she was holding tight and C) Evan looked as please as she felt.

“God damn, Ace. Your mouth.” His eyes flicked to her lips. Lips still tingling from the rough scrape from the stubble surrounding his.

She concurred with that sentiment. Not that she said anything. She’d gone dumb; completely mute.

He backed away, but held onto her chin and tweaked it lightly with the rough pad of one thumb. “That’s the way this is gonna go from now on.”

Her breathing went shallow, her thoughts went muzzy and her head blurred as her heart palpated to the point of panic attack.

“Sorry, Rae.”

She didn’t mean to say it, and it had only been a whisper, but by the look twisting Evan’s face—the angry look twisting his face—he’d heard. And he hadn’t liked what he’d heard.

“Sorry,” she said to him this time. “I should go.”

Unbelievably, he leaned closer. She pulled her chin back until she realized she likely had a double chin, then settled her head on her neck in a more reasonable position.

Gosh. He was making her crazy.


About Jessica Lemmon

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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.)


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Review: If You Dare by Jessica Lemmon


Title: If You Dare

Author: Jessica Lemmon

Published: November 25th 2013

Publisher: Entangled – Flaunt

Genre: Contemporary Romance




SHE’LL MAKE HIM A BET… Lily McIntire is sick of losing every office wager to her overly cocky—and yeah, devilishly handsome—coworker, Marcus Black. After a few too many tequila shots, and a taunt from Marcus that she’s a wuss, Lily lays down a bet he can’t refuse: One night in the abandoned and spooky Willow Mansion alone for his recent office win, a trip to Hawaii.

HE CAN’T REFUSE… There’s only one thing Marcus wants more than his upcoming vacation to Hawaii; it’s to take his sexy coworker on a real date. Every time he’s tried to get close to Lily, she’s shut him down cold. Too bad the sexual tension has hit the boiling point. Now, he’ll have to scare her out of the mansion if he has a prayer of taking her out any time soon.

UNTIL ALL BETS ARE OFF… But in between trying to scare Lily out of her pants and get his hands into them, Marcus realizes there’s more to the mansion than either of them counted on. Suddenly, it’s not just he and Lily that are going “bump in the night”.  If they manage to survive the night and escape the mansion unscathed, can they survive each other in the light of day? Or will what happens at Willow Mansion stay at Willow Mansion?


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(2.75 stars)

Lily is not thrilled to be fulfilling the dare her co-worker, Marcus, threw at her. But she is a determined woman and she will make the most of the situation. That is until some unusual, spooky things start happening inside the house. With her nerves prickling and her heart beating out of her chest, she will wait out the night inside the haunted mansion.

Marcus has had a thing for Lily since they started working together. He admires her intelligence and her ambition. He knows that his behavior has not been the most welcoming for her to let down her guard around him, but he can’t help himself – Lily arises feeling in him he can’t control. He decides to spy on Lily while she’s spending the night in that dreaded house. Yes, he dared her to do it, but his protective instinct won’t let him be anywhere else while she’s all alone in that house.

I liked the concept behind the story, but there was something that felt off in its execution. I don’t know if it was because I couldn’t connect with Lily or if it was the insta-love aspect of the story.

I liked Lily, but I didn’t love her. There was something that kept me from relating to her and I just can’t put my finger on it. On the other hand, I loved Marcus. With his sexiness and sense of humor, it was easy for me to connect with him. I enjoyed his voice and his alpha-male tendencies when it came to protecting Lily. It showed the side of him that cared deeply for her and I could not resist falling for him myself.

Lily and Marcus chemistry was great, if a little lacking. I didn’t jumped off the page for me as I expected it would. I did find their banter entertaining and their interactions interesting though. I think that their connection could have been explored more so that their pairing could have been more believable to me.

All in all, an interesting read with some paranormal aspects thrown into the mix to round it all up.

*I received this title from the publisher in exchange of my honest opinion.