Thursday, May 28, 2015

Rescuing The Bad Boy Review & Giveaway with Jessica Lemmon




Not All Scars Heal
For Donovan Pate, the lake town of Evergreen Cove is a minefield of tough memories-including the day he had to let go of Sofie Martin. Years later he still can't forget the taste of her lips and the feel of her killer curves. He knows he's too damaged, that he should stay away for her own good. But what the head says and the heart wants are two very different things . . . Seven years ago, Donovan broke Sofie's heart. Now her career depends on playing nice in order to pull off the charity fund-raiser of the decade. She vows to keep things professional . . . yet working by his side every day doesn't make it easy to fight temptation, and it isn't long before she finds herself falling for this bad boy all over again. But loving Donovan means helping him face his past-so they can fight for a future together.

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Her soft touch landed on Donovan’s arm, and the anger shuddering inside him shifted into an ache. She stepped closer, the warmth between them radiating enough heat to set him on fire. But like the fireplaces he built, he could handle it. He could handle the heat from her, not because he was impervious, but because he was strong enough to soak her in and not burn to ash.

She turned his arm where paint was drying. She swiped at it with her sleeve. “I made a mess.”

He’d forgotten about the paint. “Don’t… I can… There is a shower in the…” He lost his train of thought when she turned those emerald green eyes up to him. He watched her delicate throat work as she swallowed. His eyes traveled up her neck and landed on her mouth. Needing her mouth, he lowered his face, watched her eyes grow dark and wide, watched her lift her chin to meet him.

Heat. He wanted more. If only to test his own strength.

He moved his lips gently against hers, but resisted holding her to him. She held onto him though, grasping his forearms with both hands, her fingers wrapped around his elbows. Pressing her body against his, pressing her tits against his ribs.

Hell, sounded like an invitation to him.  Deepening their connection, he thrust his tongue into her mouth, reached around, and grabbed her ass with both palms. When he squeezed, she sucked in a breath.

“Told you,” he rumbled.

“Told me?”

“Not a complaint, Scampi.” He squeezed again. “Perfect.”

A choked laugh left her throat. “Big.”

Still moving his hands over her backside, he said, “First thing I noticed about you at the Wharf.” He’d been plating up a chicken scaloppini when the manager walked in to show around a few new servers. Two he couldn’t remember, and Sofie. Bent over the plate, he’d peeked between the metal shelves framing that perfect ass . He’d stood to get a better look, and she’d pegged him with those moss-greens.

“Second thing I noticed was your eyes.”

Her lips parted slightly. “And the third thing?”

He kissed her. She tasted incredible. “The first time you talked to me.”

She rolled her eyes. “And what did I say?”

She didn’t think he remembered. She was wrong. “‘Can I get a side of cock?’”

Laughing, she shook her head.

He smiled back at her, unable to help himself. “Then you cleared your throat and said, ‘cocktail sauce’.”

Shaking her head, she said, “Worst abbreviation ever.”

“Kitchen guys are immature.”

She blinked up at him, studying him, like she was trying to piece him together. He didn't want her to. Once she pieced him together and had the whole picture, she wouldn’t like what she saw.

He kissed her again, keeping his hands on her body.

“Are you testing my boundaries?” she asked, her tone teasing. He recognized that comment from the night he rescued her from Torsett.

“Mine,” he corrected.

Sofie bit her lip. “I don’t date much.”

“Me either.” At all, actually.

She shook her head, more in thought than in argument. “I don’t think I have any boundaries with you.”
            He was beginning to think he had none with her, either


I really enjoyed reading about Donny and Sofie. Their book was really touching.

Donny didn't have the best childhood since his mother left them, an abusive drunk father and a grandma who turns a blind eye on what was happening. His life changes when he meets Sofie. She is everything he wants but knows he can't have. One night he takes her virginity and breaks her heart. Then 7 years later he comes back to get his childhood home ready to be sold. Donny comes to find out that his grandmother had set to hold a charity event there for abused kids and the party planner happens to be the one and only Sofie.

You can see right away they both are still attracted to one another and they haven't forgot about the past. Sofie is determined not to be hurt for the second time by Donny but the heart wants what it wants. Over the period of 3 months while they are fixing up the mansion they begin to share secrets, get to know each other and finally speak about the past.

I loved the characters and how well they were written. I really liked that Donny never moved on from Sofie from the first time they been together and he didn't bed hop. It was sweet she was the last person he had sex with. It showed that he still loves her.

“Remember when I said my tats cover scars?” “Oh my gosh.” He couldn’t mean . . . There, under the spraying water, pressed against him, his fingers left her body and dug into her wet hair. He lowered his lips to hers and in a soft voice confirmed her fear. “You are one of my scars, Sofie.”

I was so touched by their love and the support they showed each other. I also enjoyed learning more about faith and Conner who happens to be the next book. Yay!! The storyline flowed nicely and before I knew it I was at the end. I enjoyed watching Donny and Sofie grow as a couple and get everything they both wanted.

One of the best parts of the book was the epilogue. I liked how the book ended with Sofie going to get her man but when it goes into the years later to see how happy their lives have become was really great and special.

This can be read as a standalone but by reading book one you will get a chance to get to know and love the characters as much as I have. This book should be added to your read pile for sure.

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.

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