A bit about Bachelor’s Special:
Jill Adgate wants three things from life: a successful catering business, a family, and the love of an exceptional man. What she has is no job, a mounting pile of bills, and her outspoken best friend—who sets her up on a blind date with the man who inadvertently ruined Jill’s life.
Chet Castle is a businessman who has everything, except the ability to trust. Burned by a money-hungry fiancée, he refuses to get involved in any relationship that has a shelf life longer than a head of lettuce.
My Thoughts <3:
I read every single word of Bachelor’s Special in one night! It took me a minute to follow what happened in the restaurant, but once I did I was hooked… that could possible be to a glass of wine or two before reading (hehehe) No, really, it was a cute read and very hot at times.
The relationship between Chet and Jill is hot from the get go. I mean he walks in and sees her and kisses her to make her toes curl! When they are set up on a blind date, Jill hopes that Chet will not recognize her, but of course he does. He doesn’t want to let her go so he makes a deal with her… and NO it’s not a Fifty Shades kinda deal either!
The book makes for a fun read with ups, downs, a bitch names Gina, family, friendship, crossing the friendship line, trusting others or deciding if you can, heartache, love, and a bachelor’s special.
You find out early on what a bachelor’s special is in the book… I have to say that was the cutest thing I ever heard! Let alone, what Jill decides to do with that recipe 🙂 If you want a great book with mature characters, a recipe for hot romance that will keep you wanting more, then this is the book for you. I give it 4.5 stars hands down! You will not be disappointed!
Her body hummed as his smile wavered. Although he wore
sunglasses, she’d bet her last dollar his gaze swept across her chest,
lingering on the betrayal of her pert nipples pushing against the
fabric of her suit.
Until this moment, shyness had never been a trait she
possessed. Air stalled in her lungs, her palms grew sweaty, and
she itched to cover herself with a towel. Even though her replica
vintage swimsuit hid more than most sets of women’s underwear,
she felt too exposed. She turned to the side slightly and folded her
legs up. Not that it helped, but it made her feel a bit less exposed.
Chet slid his feet from his sandals, brushing a hand through
his hair. The heat from the sun wasn’t the only thing scorching her
skin. She trickled several droplets of water over her arms, but she
couldn’t drag her focus from his toned flesh.
Jill soaked in his ripped abs and the obvious package of
goodies covered by his brown swimsuit—the same sexy brown as
his hair. Damn, did a man have a right to fill out a pair of swimming
trunks like that? Flecks of hair, just enough to give him a manly
appeal, covered the etched muscles of his long, tan legs.
She licked her lips, hoping she could still speak. “Do you want
some privacy?” Yes, say yes. She needed an excuse to make an
escape without coming off like someone desperate to be making
Hell no, he didn’t want privacy. Through the shield of his sunglasses,
he inspected her body from the tips of her pink-painted toenails
to the top of her brightly flowered swimming cap. Did people still
actually wear those things? “No, you look comfortable. Stay and
enjoy the day.”
“Oh…are you sure?”
Amazed at his own ability to talk without his tongue hitting
the cement, Chet turned to throw his towel and sunglasses on a
nearby lounge chair. Damn.
The red and white polka-dot halter-style suit featured a tight
bodice, but her slender hips and shapely thighs hiding beneath
a matching skirt grabbed his attention until all oxygen left his
blood. Even showing less skin than the average girl on the beach,
she far exceeded sexy and alluring.
Get a grip, Castle. She’s off limits, no matter how delectable.
He turned and stepped onto the diving board. He bounced
along the surface as he made his way over the water. When he
looked at Jill’s bathing cap covering her head, he held back his
grin. The neon rubber flowers reminded him of something his
grandmother would’ve worn, but there the similarity ended.
Everything beneath that cap was far from making him think of