From #1 NYT Bestselling author Lauren Blakely, comes a hot new standalone second chance romance…
THE HOT ONE!
Want a slow burn, sexy-as-sin second chance romance filled with wit, humor and so much heart? Dive in, and get ready to swoon and fan yourself from the heat!
A sexy, feel-good romance that makes you feel good all over, THE HOT ONE is a hot, second chance standalone romance and the story of confident, charming and cocky attorney Tyler Nichols who is determined to win back his college sweetheart when he runs into her in NYC eight years later. He’ll do anything to win her heart… including stripping naked for her at her office. Can she move on from the hurt and give love a brand new chance? Find out in this sexy, fun, and sizzling romance full of heart, charm and heat! Told in dual POV, THE HOT ONE is being called over-the-top hot and utterly addictive. Grab your copy of THE HOT ONE and get ready to laugh, swoon, and fan yourself from the heat!
“The Hot One is love, laugh-out-loud humor, and lust all wrapped up in the perfect package…PURE PLEASURE!!!” ~ Bookalicious Babes Blog
“Lauren Blakely is the QUEEN of sweet, fun, and steamy reads… Her books are utterly addictive.” ~ Angie’s Dreamy Reads
A sexy new standalone romance from #1 New York Times Bestselling Author Lauren Blakely…
Ever notice that sometimes a guy will do something really stupid, like let the love of his life slip through his fingers?
Yeah. I'm that guy. But the instant I run into her again I’ve got one goal and one goal only—a second chance. The plan? Go big or go home.
Fine, at first glance, stripping naked at my ex-girlfriend's place of work might not seem like the brightest way to win her heart again. But trust me on this count—she always liked me best without any clothes on. And sometimes you've got to play to your strengths when you're fighting an uphill battle. As a lawyer, I know how to fight, and I'm prepared to fight hard for her. Because sometimes you need a second chance at first love.
He's the one who got away . . .
The nerve of Tyler Nichols to reappear like that at my job, showing off his rock-hard body that drove me wild far too many nights. That man with his knowing grin and mischievous eyes is nothing but a cocky jerk to saunter back into my life. Except, what if he's not . . .? I've tried like hell to forget him, but maybe I'm cursed to remember the guy I fell madly in love with eight years ago. Lord knows I’m not over him, so what's the harm in giving him a week to prove he's changed in the ways that matter?
After all, how do you resist the hot one . . .?
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“Tyler Nichols. Oh. My. God. The title is definitely apropos. This man is over the top HOT in oh so many ways. The Hot One is a read-in-one-sitting kind of story.” ~ Naughty Girls and Their Books
*Excerpt*
Technically, I didn't drop my drawers the first
time I saw her again. Just my balls.
The ones in my hands. Juggling balls.
Here’s how it went down. Picture a Sunday morning
in Central Park. A perfect summer day. The grass was green, the breeze was
warm, and I’d just spent the last few hours getting acquainted with turtles and
frogs at the children’s zoo because I’m an awesome uncle. And Carly’s one cool
seven-year-old.
The kid loves all creatures, but especially the
ones that jump and crawl, so I took her to the enchanted forest part of the
zoo. When we finished, she tugged on my shirt sleeve, batted her hazel eyes,
and asked ever so sweetly for an ice cream cone.
Like I stood a chance at resisting her. C’mon.
She’s my cousin’s kid, and clearly she gets her charm from our side of the
family.
With her hand in mine, we strolled across the
grass near the running path, hunting for the nearest ice cream dealer.
And then Carly did that thing little kids do.
She shrieked for what seemed like absolutely no
reason. Next, she pointed to an impossibly tall dude wearing a beret while
juggling two Rubik’s Cubes, two orange balls, and a small green beanbag.
“He can do five, Uncle Tyler!” Carly shouted, her
eyes going wide.
“Five isn’t too shabby,” I said with a shrug.
She turned to me with a questioning stare. “I’ve
never seen you do five.”
“That’s because I haven’t shown you all my tricks
yet.”
“Can you really juggle five balls?”
I scoffed. “Please, I can do that with my eyes
closed.”
I didn’t put myself through law school juggling
for nothing.
Just kidding.
You can’t put yourself through law school
juggling anything but insane class schedules and lack of sleep.
Carly arched an eyebrow. So did the juggler, as
he kept up the cascade of his quintet. Show-off.
“I want to see. Show me,” Carly urged.
Yeah, Carly’s a chip off the old block. She’s all
about challenging me, and I’m all about rising to the challenge.
The stick-thin guy with the beret raised his
chin. “Have at it, man.”
With clockwork precision, he let the balls fall
out of orbit and into his palm. Next, the Rubik’s Cubes. Then the beanbag. He
stepped closer, handed me the objects, and flashed a crooked,
put-your-money-where-your-mouth-is grin.
Game on.
Packs of runners jogged along, cyclists wheeled
over the black asphalt, and rollerbladers whizzed by on the concrete. With my
feet parked hip’s width apart, I stood at the edge of the grass getting a feel
for the items, weighing them, and then one, two, three, four, five, I whisked
each one up into the air in a high oval arc. Round and round, in a perfect
five-ball cascade.
Carly clapped, then demanded more. “Yes, now
close your eyes!”
I groaned. What was I thinking? Juggling with
eyes closed is fucking hard. But I could pull it off for a couple seconds. My
special skill. I obliged my niece’s request, pulling off a few quick blind
ovals. Five seconds later, after I’d shown off that particular party trick, I
opened my eyes.
And I saw a vision from my past.
A blond beauty, with long legs, a lovely round
ass, and a high ponytail swishing back and forth across her shoulders. She ran
along the path in tiny orange let-me-peel-them-off-with-my-teeth-pretty-please
running shorts. And that face. Dear Lord, the stunning face of an angel. High
cheekbones. Deep brown eyes that saw me like no one ever had. Those red lips,
shaped like a bow. Fuck me, the things she could do with those lips. The things
I taught her to do with that sinful mouth.
Delaney sure as hell knew how to use it, and I
don’t just mean in the bedroom. We used to talk about anything and everything
when we were together in college. Days with her. Nights with her. Best time of
my life. That woman was full of spark. Full of fire. So damn passionate. And
look at her now.
Jesus Christ.
It had to be illegal to
be that smoking hot.
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Light, fun, and super sexy... that's how I would describe this second chance romance. Lauren Blakely continues to bring readers endearing characters that find a soft place in your heart. I adored Tyler and Delaney. I loved the way Tyler chased Delaney and how she couldn't resist all his hotness. Their story was real and left me with a smile on my face. Delaney's girlfriends were the kind every girl wishes she had, and I hope to read more about them in the future. I am never disappointed when reading this author. She is an instant 1-click for me. Her writing is seamless, and her stories remind me of why I love sitting down with a good book.
♥ Review by Lys
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About Lauren Blakely
A #1 New York Times Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that's hot, sweet and sexy. She lives in California with her family and has plotted entire novels while walking her dogs. With fourteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than seventy-five times, and she's sold more than 1.5 million books. In February she'll release THE HOT ONE, a standalone contemporary romance. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter!
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