Monday, October 24, 2016

Book Review,Guest Post And Giveaway : The Billionaire Next Door by Jessica Lemmon

Only a fool would give her heart to a billionaire player like Tag-
until suddenly the one man who can't be caught is the one flirting with forever . . .

Billionaire Bad Boys #2
Jessica Lemmon
Releasing Oct 25th, 2016

Can't Buy Me Love

It's Tag Crane's job to be the life of the party. Traveling from one exotic locale to another is just part of running the luxurious Crane Hotel empire. But even paradise isn't perfect. Devising a new business strategy is keeping Tag up at night-and so is the Great Dane barking at all hours in the apartment below his. To muzzle the problem, Tag charges downstairs . . . right into the most beautiful, blond distraction he's ever seen.

Dog-sitting by day, bartending by night. It's not exactly the life Rachel Foster dreamed of. But when Tag Crane rushes in, all mountain-man shoulders and obscenely sexy smile, needing her help for the Crane Hotels, it's a fantasy come true. What's the harm in a fun no-strings fling? Only a fool would give her heart to a billionaire player like Tag-until suddenly the one man who can't be caught is the one flirting with forever . . 

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I looovved Merina and Reese in The Billionaire Bachelor.It was one of those surprise reads that I found all of a sudden and fell in love with.It introduced me to Jessica Lemmon's wonderful writing and will forever be a fave.So, going into The Billionaire Next Door, I knew I would have a blast, but I didn't know whether I would love it as much as The Billionaire Bachelor.
And I am glad to say Jessica surprised me again!The Billionaire Next Door is a beautiful book and even better with Tag Crane-the hero!

Tag is the fun-loving,playboy brother who looks like a surfer and dresses like he belongs on the beach rather than a boardroom.He is hilarious,quick-witted and extremely sharp at the same time. As the head of Guest and Restaurant services at Crane Hotels,he takes his job seriously and works extremely hard,especially when the board members don't believe in him due to his beach bum outer persona.

Rachel Foster is working as a bartender now,after her ex-boyfriend stole her promotion and took credit for her work.Her roommate Bree is also engaged, leaving Rachel feeling like the third wheel.When she gets the opportunity to dogsit for one of her regulars-Oliver, she takes it.She'll be living in Oliver's apartment in Crane Tower for a month,taking care of his dog Adonis,while doing shifts at the bar at the same time.

When Adonis' constant barking threatens to drive Tag crazy as he tries to concentrate on his new redesign project, he goes down to Oliver's apartment to see what the issue is, only to find a blonde who doesn't fall at his feet like other woman do!He is intrigued by her and when he keeps running into her, he decides to spend more time with her.
Rachel has a hard time trusting men these days.When the sexy,hunk Tag Crane comes in, it doesn't mean she has to have a relationship with him right?A no strings attached fling might do!But that's what they think ;)

Tag and Crane were a brilliant couple in this novel.I loved how Tag helped Rachel regain her self-confidence and harness her sexuality while she remained independent.Rachel at the same time helped Tag feel and settle down in one place.These two have a relationship that's completely different from Reese and Merina's, with a lot less angst and drama.

The chemistry between them was super hot and certain scenes are panty-melting.Just sayin' ;)
I loved the way the author portrayed the characters and their slow development.Rachel's intelligence,creativity and ingenuity was wonderful.That's the thing I like about Jessica's heroines.They are never one-dimensional cardboard cutouts, and each are strong and intelligent in their own way.The supporting cast was also equally delightful.Loved seeing Merina and Reese again!
Reese looks different from Tag's eyes!

And we finally got to meet Eli!!So excited for his story in The Bastard Billionaire!!Can't wait for it! :D
So, my lovelies, you should definitely get this book as I guarantee that you'll love it!!


Top 5 Ways To Frustrate An Alpha Billionaire Bad Boy

In my new release The Billionaire Bachelor, our hero Tag Crane is having one heck of a time getting heroine Rachel Foster to comply. His tried-and-true tricks simply don’t *quite* break down this particular woman’s defenses. Which means Tag shrugs and wanders off to find a new woman to tempt, right…?


You know when an alpha guy finds The One, even if he doesn’t know she’s it for him yet, he digs in and tries, tries, and tries again. Which brings me to the Top 5 ways to frustrate an alpha!

Many of these Rachel does without even trying…

.5. Don’t let him pay your way. Alphas, especially rich ones, love to lavish gifts upon the object of their affection. If you want to frustrate him right down to his expensive shoes, insist on buying your own dinner. In Tag’s case, he won this battle, but it didn’t stop Rachel from arguing. Points: 1

.4. Insist on working. Tag invites Rachel to Hawaii under the guise of consulting on his latest bar upgrade for a Crane hotel on Oahu. But when he gets her there he decides he’d rather play than work… Rachel makes sure she puts in her hours whether he likes it or not. Points: 2… but -1 because she definitely makes time for play!

.3. Resist his advances. Playboy Tag Crane knows his way around a woman—and how to woo one. But whenever his cocky charm makes itself known, Rachel is sure to laugh it off. At one point, she lies and blurts, “I’m not the least bit attracted to… what you have going on.” Points: 3. Well played!

.2. Don’t react the way he expects. When Rachel opens her front door one evening to find Tag standing outside of it, he lays a long, delicious kiss on her lips. When she doesn’t respond by climbing him like a cat on a curtain, Tag is completely confused. He even thinks to himself “SURELY, she liked it?” Throwing him off-kilter comes naturally to our wily heroine. Points: 5

.1. Don’t spell things out for him. Alphas think simply. In The Billionaire Next Door, Rachel uses the phrase “Me-Tarzan, You-Jane” to describe his techniques. The best way to frustrate an alpha? Keep him guessing… You won’t only frustrate him, you’ll fascinate him. And once he’s fallen head over money clip, he’ll come running and fight to win you. Points: 10.


“This is so much colder than a cab,” Rachel said through chattering teeth. The bar was probably fifteen blocks from the apartment. What was she thinking agreeing to walk? She couldn’t feel her nose.
“But cleaner,” Tag said. She was currently taking two steps for every one of his, given his gait was longer than hers, even at a leisurely pace.
“I do better when it’s a nice, even seventy degrees.” She buried her chin in her scarf as she watched her boots cut through the gathering snow. “I guess it’ll be a few more months until we see milder temps.”
God. She was hopeless. Walking down the sidewalk next to a gorgeous guy and talking about the weather. But Tag didn’t balk.
“I like extremes,” he said, as if this was perfectly acceptable conversation. “If it’s hot, I like it really hot. If it’s cold, there’d better be snow or it’s a waste. I like the ocean because you can’t see the end of it. If I’m in a forest, I prefer one filled with massive sequoias.”
“Because you can relate to them,” she teased. “Giant.”
He turned his head and smiled and she admired straight, white teeth surrounded by a golden brown beard. He’d pulled his hair down and the light brown waves fell haphazardly over his black coat. Which was so sexy she couldn’t think. Especially since there were snowflakes in the strands. Not that she could blame them. Nestled warmly in those locks wasn’t a bad place to imagine being.
Again, she wondered at her attraction to him. Though he did kind of look like Thor, and while she wasn’t a die-hard comic book fan, she could appreciate the actor in the movie.
“How tall are you?” she asked, mostly to stop her inane train of thought. The more she was around him, the less she understood her basal reaction to him.
“Just under six-six. You’re what? Five-five?”           
“Yeah. How’d you do that?”
He shrugged and looked ahead, but she didn’t doubt how he’d done it. He’d likely honed his carnival skills and was stellar at guessing weight and height. It wasn’t hard to imagine him using his intuition to figure out a woman’s weak points so he could attack where she was most sensitive. He’d probably had a ton of practice.
Was that where her concern was coming from? That he’d find her weak spots and use them against her? That’s what Shaun had done, she thought with a token amount of bitterness.
“How’d I do what?” A puff of air came from his lips, buried in his beard. She’d never liked facial hair. Until now, apparently.
“How’d you guess my height?” she shot back, feeling peeved more with herself than him. Lack of sleep, or maybe too much, she wasn’t really sure what to blame her reaction on now. “How’d you know I was a businesswoman before? I’m a great bartender, by the way. I was a bartender for longer than I worked in marketing.” She pushed her hands deeper into her pockets, lamenting not bringing her gloves with her. Her hands were freezing.
“Just observant. I’m good with people,” he said.
She absorbed that for a few seconds.
“What exactly do you do in Guest and Restaurant Services?” She air-quoted those words, which brought her bare hands from her pockets. He noticed.
“Where are your gloves? Do you realize it’s February in Chicago?”
“I forgot them.”
Tag stopped walking, a deep sigh working its way from his wide chest as he tugged off his gloves.
“I’m fine.” But he wasn’t listening. Once he’d had his baseball-mitt sized gloves off, he lifted her smaller, freezing hands to his mouth, cupping them in his palms, and blew on them to warm her fingers. He did this the way he did everything else.
And looking right at her.
He brushed his lips over her knuckles as a drove of chills shot down her spine and legs. She became fascinated by how soft his beard felt against her freezing skin, and then those chills were replaced with heat. Pooling in her belly, between her thighs, and infusing her face with color.
“Thanks,” she muttered when he let her go. She stuffed her hands into his gloves—they were warm, and after his personal attention, so was she. They finished their walk to Crane Tower, and once they were in the lobby, she put that together with Crane Hotels. “You’re pretty brand loyal aren’t you?”
“Honey, you have no idea.”


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.


1 comment:

  1. Great review! Thank you for hosting THE BILLIONAIRE NEXT DOOR today!

    Crystal, Tasty Book Tours