Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Review: Return of the Bad Boy by Jessica Lemmon

Return of the Bad Boy by Jessica Lemmon

Date of Publication: April 26, 2016


He's a mess...
Asher Knight has three constants in his life: music, beautiful women, and a bottle of Jack. He lives for the next gig, the next city, and dreams only of a life spent in front of an arena full of screaming fans. But Asher's nomad ways come to a sudden stop when he learns he's the father of a three-year-old from a past relationship and suddenly this rock star bad boy is forced to put down roots.

Only she can clean up
Gloria Shields is no one's fool. Sure, the sexual chemistry between her and Asher has always been intense, but she'd never risk giving her heart to a man who has a perfect record for breaking them. Except the man desperate to make things right with his newfound son is nothing like the rock god she's guarded her heart against for years. And it isn't long before she starts to wonder if life with this bad boy might be the best thing that's ever happened to her.

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Gloria and Asher have a past and it goes beyond that of Agent and Client but there's a lot of hurt from the past, distrust and misunderstandings.  Now Gloria and Asher are together again, only this time, He's fighting for his chance. 

Gloria had made an assumption about an incident that happened with Asher and in doing so, she created a rift between them, one that led to fights and intense tension.  When she finally starts believing she was wrong about what happened, she's hit with another painful truth, Asher has a son. Gloria wants things to return to a calm and normal working relationship with Asher, even if it means trying to forget the best night of her life. She doesn't want to be hurt again, she doesn't believe she can put her trust into this man and have him be gentle with her heart. 

Asher came to The Cove for two main reasons, the first and most important, to get to know his son, and form a bond and relationship with him, the second, to make Gloria his.  He knows he's made mistakes in the past, but he finds he really wants to be a better man, and he wants Gloria by his side. But the work is cut out for him.  

I love how Jessica Lemmon is able to pull you into the story, and make you feel like you know these characters, Here's this rock star and his agent and their friends, and yet, they seem so real like you'd be friends if you lived in their town.   Return of the Bad Boy was a fun story, at times I couldn't contain my laughs, but there were also more serious deep moments, and at times emotional and lets not forget the steamy scenes as well. All together the book held my interest and kept me rooting for Asher and Gloria to figure it out and end up happy together. 

I have not read all of the previous books in this series, but I was able to follow along with no problem, so I would say for sure that this one is a standalone - though for myself, I'll be going back and picking up the previous books.  I love the family vibe throughout this book, these people don't just work together, they aren't just friends, they've become something much deeper than that and have become close enough to care deeply about each other and want only the best. 

Jessica Lemmon has a beautiful way with words that not only hook you, but also have you invested in the story, they make the world come alive and you feel like you are apart of it.  Not all authors can do that and it adds that special touch to the books when an author can.  

About Jessica Lemmon

A former job-hopper, Jessica Lemmon resides in Ohio with her husband and rescue dog. She holds a degree in graphic design currently gathering dust in an impressive frame. When she's not writing super-sexy heroes, she can be found cooking, drawing, drinking coffee (okay, wine), and eating potato chips. She firmly believes God gifts us with talents for a purpose, and with His help, you can create the life you want.
Jessica is a social media junkie who loves to hear from readers. You can learn more at:
Twitter @lemmony

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Gloria nodded at Evan, and he and Brice made their way through the crowd—which hadn't thinned even a little despite the band leaving the stage—and walked in the direction of the bar. Gloria figured they'd get back about the time the band took the stage again, which left her with Asher in the interim.
"I didn't realize you were invited," she said over the melee.
"I see that." The corners of his mouth turned down.
"Why did he invite you?" she asked, curious.
"He wants me," Asher said, a bored expression on his face.
"No. He wants me." She pressed her fingers into her chest.
Asher leaned closer to speak to her and it took everything in her not to back away a step. Him close had a way of messing with her equilibrium...even more than the whiskey.
"I meant he wants to sign the band, Sarge. He's probably buttering you up to get to me."
"What?" she asked, slightly offended. "How egotistical are you?"
"I'm not being egotistical," he said. "That's a fact. And you're welcome."
Oh, he was too much. "I'm welcome?"
"Yeah. Now that I'm here, you won't have to touch him. He won't get within three feet of you." Stubble lined his jaw, fire burned in his eyes, and he stood close enough that his body heat blanketed her. "Promise."
"Listen, Asher"—she cleared her throat and tore her eyes away from his biceps, which were absolutely delicious and testing the limits of his T-shirt in the most distracting way possible—"I don't know what you think you're doing—"
"No, you listen." He palmed her hip much like Brice had earlier, but unlike Brice, when Asher touched her, her nipples perked up and every inch of her grew warm. Asher's nearness, one hand gripping her firmly as he looked down at her with dark hunger in his eyes, was so hot she couldn't think.
The crowd milling around them were having loud, drunken conversations, so he lowered his face to her ear to speak.
"I'm coming for you, Sarge." His hand moved from her hip to her lower back, his fingers splaying wide and slipping beneath the material of her shirt. "Bet you've never had anyone come for you, have you?" His nose moved along her ear, warm breath tickling her skin. "Bet you were a rebellious teen with a nose ring and a bad attitude and all you wanted was to feel good."
No nose ring, but the rest was scarily accurate.
"Well, guess what, honey?" he continued, his fingertips sizzling on her bare skin. "I'm going to make you feel good. I'm the only one who can."
He pulled his face away and she had to will her mouth to close. Her teeth clacked together as her brain scrambled to figure out what part she should argue with first. Wrenching a fist around his T-shirt, she tugged him close. A small smile played on his mouth, and his hand went higher beneath her shirt. He was anticipating a kiss, but she wasn't going to kiss him.
"Listen up, you arrogant bastard." Anger vibrated through her arms and a charge shot from her toes to the crown of her head. "You don't get to claim me. I'm not your property. I can do whatever I want." Because she wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his face, she added, "And I can do whomever I want."
His lips flinched, but he didn't back away, stepping even closer and touching the tip of her nose with his. Her vision was now swimming in dark hair, dark eyes, and the sexiest smirk she'd ever seen.
It's not sexy. It's stupid, remember?
But it wasn't. And the rest of her knew it. Her nipples tightened, her body tingled, and the hand she'd wrapped around his shirt began to sweat . . .
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