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 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 . . .?
4.5 ‘Love every day’ Stars!
ARC provided by the author via Ink Slinger PR in exchange for an honest review.
I can’t say it enough times: Lauren Blakely is one of the best romcom writers out there! She did it again. She created, again, some awesome characters and a fantastic and sizzling love story.
The Hot One is her newest standalone novel but, as you may think, we have met these characters in previous books. Tyler is Clay’s cousin (from Seductive Nights) and also is friend with Simon (from The Sexy One) and Nick (Mister Orgasm). And Delanie is one of Penny’s best friends (the heroine of The Only One). Still, if you want, you can read The Hot One without reading all these other books I mentioned.
Now, on to the story. This is a second chance romance and you already may know how good Lauren is in this troupe! Tyler and Delanie reunite in very curious circumstances and this hot man is ready to get the love of his life back. Delanie.. not as much. She is still hurt because of the way Tyler broke up their relationship and she is afraid to put herself out there again.
He was my best friend, my boyfriend, my most fearsome competitor, my greatest ally, and my first love.
These two.. Oh my God, guys! Lauren Blakely does know how to make us laugh and swoon! Tyler has the most creative ways to get Delanie back, just saying.. lol And of course, besides being swoony, and as the title of the book says, he is definitely HOT. The way Lauren writes the sexual tension between the MCs and the actual sex is just out of this world! She never fails, especially on that department.
“Let me introduce you to me. I’m the guy who wants you back. Badly.”
“Now, I’m going to show you that I remember everything you taught me.”
“Then get down on your knees like a good girl so I can fuck your mouth like a bad one.”
See what I mean? H-O-T! Now, I do have to say one thing: The Hot One is a great book as a whole but it’s not my absolute favorite by Lauren. Yeah, it’s very difficult not to love all her books (and I do love them all!). Of course I loved the characters, how they reconnect and how they fall in love all over again! However, I felt like Tyler sometimes was too impulsive (still loved him to pieces though!) and maybe that’s why it felt a bit rushed when they actually get back together. Still, this was pure Lauren’s style and I adored it: it was full of banter, hilarious moments and sexy times!
He makes me feel like all my heart is safe with him—the happy parts, and the scarred parts, and the ones that are still healing, too.
She is mine. She’s fucking mine.
Therefore, my rating for The Hot One is 4.5 STARS because this woman just is amazing at what she does! Lauren Blakely continues giving her readers outstanding characters, so many laughs and, of course, scorching hot sex scenes. As always, I will be impatiently waiting for her next release! I can’t wait to see what’s next (Lauren has so many releases this year and I AM SO HAPPY about it, can’t you tell?). So, if you have read this author’s work in the past or you are in the mood for a funny second chance romance, check this one out!
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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.
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.
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.
It had to be illegal to be that smoking hot.
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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!