Synopsis:
From USA Today Bestselling Author J.C. Valentine comes a sizzling story about a young entrepreneur, a hot firefighter, and a first date that will change their paths forever. Tenacious bakery shop owner Abby is following her dreams. She has everything she could ever want in life—except the fairytale ending. Then she meets Kennedy, a hunky firefighter whose killer smile and easy charm makes her heart pound. But with the kind of danger he faces on the job each day, Abby knows there’s no happily-ever-after in the cards. The harder she tries to hold onto her heart, the faster it seems to slip away, but when a series of mysterious events threaten the future of her business and her life, their happiness may be shorter-lived than she realized. Someone is out to get her, and it’s up to Abby and Kennedy to uncover who’s behind the destruction. Can they do it before tragedy strikes?Review by Ally Obsessive One Clicker
~ ARC provided by Obsessed by Books for an honest review ~
This was my first time reading a book by J.C. Valentine. I was amazed how the story was written and how it hooked me on the first page. This book was funny and cute. Sweetest Temptations tells a story about a hot alpha male fireman and a cute bakery shop owner.
Abby's sister sets up Abby on blind dates. On past blind dates that Abby have gone to the blind dates have been losers. Until one of the blind date's that Abby goes on is a date with sexy male (Kennedy) who isn't a loser. After that blind date Abby keeps thinking about Kennedy on when they first met at her bakery for opening day.
Overall Sweetest Temptations is highly recommend if you like a cute and funny romantic read. With a sexy alpha firefighter and a bakery shop owner.
This was my first time reading a book by J.C. Valentine. I was amazed how the story was written and how it hooked me on the first page. This book was funny and cute. Sweetest Temptations tells a story about a hot alpha male fireman and a cute bakery shop owner.
Abby's sister sets up Abby on blind dates. On past blind dates that Abby have gone to the blind dates have been losers. Until one of the blind date's that Abby goes on is a date with sexy male (Kennedy) who isn't a loser. After that blind date Abby keeps thinking about Kennedy on when they first met at her bakery for opening day.
Overall Sweetest Temptations is highly recommend if you like a cute and funny romantic read. With a sexy alpha firefighter and a bakery shop owner.
Review by Wendy Book Obsessed
* * ARC received on behalf of obsessed by books for an honest review * *
This was a really great read, it had some awesome characters. Abby has just started her own business of running a bakery with one of her close friends Dex helping. She is introduced to Kennedy through her sister, Kennedy is a sexy firefighter who is sweey, loving but has a dirty sexy mouth. Abby and Ken hit off and have incredible sex, as feelings growing stronger, so does the threat that some is out to seek revenge on Abby and her business. I love the playfulness in Abby and Kens relationship. we meet some great strong characters like dex, Ronnie and hope. love this book and would love to see more about this group.
EXCERPT: Sweetest Temptations
by J.C. Valentine
At nine a.m. sharp, I brushed flour from my hands, flipped the locks
on the door, turned the sign
over declaring
Sweetest Temptations open for business, and marched outside to place another
sign
in the middle of
the sidewalk.
Now, the only thing left to do was wait.
And wait.
And wait.
Nearly two hours passed and I was firmly planted in a chair I’d
stolen from one of the dining
sets, halfway
through reading an article on how toplease my non-existent man, when a throat
cleared.
“Hold on one sec,” I said, holding up a finger. Was it really a
turn-on to greet your man at the
door wearing
saran wrap? That seemed….vacuum packed. I immediately chucked the idea and the
magazine. The
only thing I would be saran wrapping was cakes and pies. “Can I help you?”
Standing, I reached under the counter and pulled on a pair of thin
plastic gloves from the box I
kept there. I
turned on my bright, I’m-here-to-serve-you smile and aimed it at my very first
customer.
“Oh…my.” The
words weren’t intended to leave my mouth.
Standing before me was the most
insanely beautiful man I had ever seen. He was everything a
woman with a
healthy libido and functioning imagination searched for in a man, but rarely
got. Tall, at
least six feet.
Lean, but thick. I could tell this was the kind of guy who took care of
himself. He had that
whole dark and
dangerous look going, too, with the black as night hair that was finger combed
in that
I-just-got-laid
style women swooned over, clean shaven, clear blue eyes the color of a swimming
pool
that I craved to
jump into, and a mouth that I could see myself licking like frosting on a
cupcake. Those
sinful lips
turned up in a smile that, had I been wearing any socks, would have knocked them
clean off
my toes. Holy
mother, this guy was hot!
“Hot?” he asked me, and I felt my eyes bulge. I did not voice that thought, did I? He must have
caught my look
of horror because the next thing he said was, “You’re fanning your shirt. I
figured you
might be hot.”
Looking down, I saw my hand
gripping tight to my t-shirt, tugging at it, fluffing the fabric and
creating a cool
breeze against my damp cleavage. “Ovens,” I explained, smiling ruefully. “Gets
me
every time.”
What the hell was I saying?
A soft chuckle spilled out of him and I found myself leaning a
little closer to catch every deep,
husky note.
Glancing over my shoulder, he eyed my selection of treats. “Are those blueberry
muffins?”
“Yep, fresh out of the oven this morning.”
Sensing a sale,
I began preparing a bakery box.
“I’ll take one of those, and…” He scanned the shelves. “A dozen
assorted donuts.”
“Any kind?” I
asked, glancing over my shoulder.
Those blue eyes lifted from their southerly position and landed back
on me. He gave me a slow
smile. Was he
checking me out? Mother, shoot me now, ‘cause I was this close to throwing
myself
across that
counter and kissing him senseless. “Any kind.”
Biting my lip to keep from smiling, I turned and selected a
raspberry-filled, a couple of the glazed, custard, and some sprinkled ones to
round out the bunch, then closed the box and slid it across
the counter.
“Anything else I can get you today?” Please say sex. I needed it, badly. The
last time I had
any was…Yeah, I
couldn’t even remember the last time. I was pathetic. I was in need. Give it to me, big
boy.
“Nope, that’ll be it.”
Damn. Had I been expecting him to say me? On the floor, right here,
right now? The plummeting
sensation in my
gut said yes. Yes, I had. How incredibly disappointing.
I gave him the total and he passed me his cash. A man who carried
actual cash. In a world of
plastic, he was
a rare find, indeed. “You have a good day now.” I pushed his box across the
counter,
making sure that
when he grabbed it, our fingers touched. I felt that telltale zip of
electricity race
through my
fingertips and up my arm, traveling a quick path to the hot spot now pulsing
between my
legs. Oh, yes,
chemistry was in the making.
“Same to you.” He gave me one last blinding smile and turned to
leave, brushing by another
customer who had
just walked through the door. The ping! of the bell announced them and I
prepared to fill another order.
I waited a beat, watching him walk away, admiring the way his tight
ass fit into those worn blue
jeans, waiting
for him to look back, just once, to confirm what I felt. But no. He never did.
Just walked
out that door. Ping! Gone.
This was a really great read, it had some awesome characters. Abby has just started her own business of running a bakery with one of her close friends Dex helping. She is introduced to Kennedy through her sister, Kennedy is a sexy firefighter who is sweey, loving but has a dirty sexy mouth. Abby and Ken hit off and have incredible sex, as feelings growing stronger, so does the threat that some is out to seek revenge on Abby and her business. I love the playfulness in Abby and Kens relationship. we meet some great strong characters like dex, Ronnie and hope. love this book and would love to see more about this group.
EXCERPT: Sweetest Temptations
by J.C. Valentine
At nine a.m. sharp, I brushed flour from my hands, flipped the locks
on the door, turned the sign
over declaring
Sweetest Temptations open for business, and marched outside to place another
sign
in the middle of
the sidewalk.
Now, the only thing left to do was wait.
And wait.
And wait.
Nearly two hours passed and I was firmly planted in a chair I’d
stolen from one of the dining
sets, halfway
through reading an article on how toplease my non-existent man, when a throat
cleared.
“Hold on one sec,” I said, holding up a finger. Was it really a
turn-on to greet your man at the
door wearing
saran wrap? That seemed….vacuum packed. I immediately chucked the idea and the
magazine. The
only thing I would be saran wrapping was cakes and pies. “Can I help you?”
Standing, I reached under the counter and pulled on a pair of thin
plastic gloves from the box I
kept there. I
turned on my bright, I’m-here-to-serve-you smile and aimed it at my very first
customer.
“Oh…my.” The
words weren’t intended to leave my mouth.
Standing before me was the most
insanely beautiful man I had ever seen. He was everything a
woman with a
healthy libido and functioning imagination searched for in a man, but rarely
got. Tall, at
least six feet.
Lean, but thick. I could tell this was the kind of guy who took care of
himself. He had that
whole dark and
dangerous look going, too, with the black as night hair that was finger combed
in that
I-just-got-laid
style women swooned over, clean shaven, clear blue eyes the color of a swimming
pool
that I craved to
jump into, and a mouth that I could see myself licking like frosting on a
cupcake. Those
sinful lips
turned up in a smile that, had I been wearing any socks, would have knocked them
clean off
my toes. Holy
mother, this guy was hot!
“Hot?” he asked me, and I felt my eyes bulge. I did not voice that thought, did I? He must have
caught my look
of horror because the next thing he said was, “You’re fanning your shirt. I
figured you
might be hot.”
Looking down, I saw my hand
gripping tight to my t-shirt, tugging at it, fluffing the fabric and
creating a cool
breeze against my damp cleavage. “Ovens,” I explained, smiling ruefully. “Gets
me
every time.”
What the hell was I saying?
A soft chuckle spilled out of him and I found myself leaning a
little closer to catch every deep,
husky note.
Glancing over my shoulder, he eyed my selection of treats. “Are those blueberry
muffins?”
“Yep, fresh out of the oven this morning.”
Sensing a sale,
I began preparing a bakery box.
“I’ll take one of those, and…” He scanned the shelves. “A dozen
assorted donuts.”
“Any kind?” I
asked, glancing over my shoulder.
Those blue eyes lifted from their southerly position and landed back
on me. He gave me a slow
smile. Was he
checking me out? Mother, shoot me now, ‘cause I was this close to throwing
myself
across that
counter and kissing him senseless. “Any kind.”
Biting my lip to keep from smiling, I turned and selected a
raspberry-filled, a couple of the glazed, custard, and some sprinkled ones to
round out the bunch, then closed the box and slid it across
the counter.
“Anything else I can get you today?” Please say sex. I needed it, badly. The
last time I had
any was…Yeah, I
couldn’t even remember the last time. I was pathetic. I was in need. Give it to me, big
boy.
“Nope, that’ll be it.”
Damn. Had I been expecting him to say me? On the floor, right here,
right now? The plummeting
sensation in my
gut said yes. Yes, I had. How incredibly disappointing.
I gave him the total and he passed me his cash. A man who carried
actual cash. In a world of
plastic, he was
a rare find, indeed. “You have a good day now.” I pushed his box across the
counter,
making sure that
when he grabbed it, our fingers touched. I felt that telltale zip of
electricity race
through my
fingertips and up my arm, traveling a quick path to the hot spot now pulsing
between my
legs. Oh, yes,
chemistry was in the making.
“Same to you.” He gave me one last blinding smile and turned to
leave, brushing by another
customer who had
just walked through the door. The ping! of the bell announced them and I
prepared to fill another order.
I waited a beat, watching him walk away, admiring the way his tight
ass fit into those worn blue
jeans, waiting
for him to look back, just once, to confirm what I felt. But no. He never did.
Just walked
out that door. Ping! Gone.
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