Review: The Hot One

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“I don’t ask for this kind of sexual haunting. Hell, I don’t even believe in ghosts. But the ghost of boyfriends past has been inhabiting my fantasies for years.” ~Delaney

What’s a girl to do when her college sweetheart shows up to her place of business and strips down to his birthday suit in a grand gesture to win back her heart? She falls, and she falls HARD!

Lauren Blakely’s The Hot One is my new brand of Book Crack! She just SET MY WORLD ON FIRE with her upcoming release! This novel lit me up, creating starbursts of light and color that made my blood heat, my body crackle and my thighs clench!

Everything about this book is magical! It inspired a firestorm of emotion inside of me that made my heart flutter and had me floating on clouds of sugary sweetness and utter bliss!!! ! I am over.the. MARK for this book!

The Hot One is the story of Tyler and Delaney, two people who were madly in love in college. They tore up the classroom by day as they paved their way towards law school at the same time that their sexual chemistry burns down the bedroom at night. An unfortunate set of circumstances results in the demise of their relationship, yet Tyler and Delaney never forget each other regardless of the lapse in time. Years later, a chance meeting reignites old feelings that they both thought were long buried despite the “residue” that was left over from their break-up. The author does a wonderful job portraying their confusion, longing and lingering desire that results from a smoldering ember that quickly ignites into a searing fire that consumes them both.

“Regret has barreled past curiosity…It’s fueling me. I miss this woman. I fucking miss what we could have had…” ~Tyler

“He’s the one who got away. He’s the guy I loved more than sprinkles. He’s the man who made me feel beautiful, adored and cherished.” ~Delaney

“I can’t go back and re-write things…but I want you to know…every second is like drinking a big bottle of regret.” ~Tyler

In spite of the odds, Tyler decides to get Delaney back by any means necessary, including baring his heart to her at the same time that he bares his body for the world to see.

“Sometimes you’ve got to give it your all. Show a woman you’re willing to bare your heart for her. And, let’s be honest, your body.” ~Tyler

I loved Tyler!!!!! LORD please send me my very own Tyler Nichols!!!! He’s one of my ALL TIME favorite book boyfriends. He is the essence of what fantasies are made of!!!! His luscious brown hair, hot chocolate eyes, strong, sculpted physique and determination to reclaim what he has lost will have you gasping for air!! Tyler’s name has been eternally tattooed on my heart! Call the LAW, because I could lock him up in love for days!

By the time that this book was over, The Hot One had me levitating, flying high to the point that I soared from happiness! I LOVE this book with the red-hot, all-consuming fire of a mythological Phoenix that rises from the proverbial flames to incinerate everything in its path!

Speaking of flames… The heat that burns between Delaney and Tyler SCREAMS passion! HOT DAMN!

“It’s the first kiss that rocks my world and blows my mind. It’s like lightening, and when it crashes through the sky, I’m lit up, hot and electric.” ~ Tyler

“He kisses me like it’s the only thing on earth he wants to do. Like I’m the best thing he’s ever touched. He makes me believe that no man has ever kissed a woman with such intensity, such passion, such desire.” ~Delaney

When these two finally “get down to business,” their love scenes will torch your panties! The wildfire blazes, burning hot and incredibly intense to the point where you feel the heat from your kindle!!! When they come together is EARTH SHATTERING! Your pulse will pound, your face will bloom with color and your body will flush with heat!

Do not get me wrong; I LOVED the sexual hotness that this couple exudes but it is the emotional themes in The Hot One that truly OWNED me!!! Lauren Blakely incorporates the ideas of forgiveness, vulnerability and the bravery that it takes to open oneself up to emotional intimacy after being horrifically damaged. She also addresses the ever-present need for one to learn to overcome trust issues, move on from the past and embody the strength that it takes to embrace the future.

Lauren Blakely’s new release took my breath away but it is still my source of OXYGEN, breathing life into this bookworm’s book-loving soul! I fell in epic love with this book and I’ll scream it from the roof tops to anyone who will listen!

The Hot One is a second chance romance for the AGES! I only have one word to describe this novel at this point and it has three Letters: WOW! This is one of my TOP READS of the entire last YEAR!!!!

So READ IT!!!!

That is this Naughty Girl’s final word!

Overall: This is a 10 STAR READ!!!!!

Heat: 10 out of 5 flames!!! Tyler Nichols is the dirty-talking, filthy-mouthed TRUTH!! If you don’t know, you better ask somebody!!!!! *THUD*

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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 . . .?

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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.

Just kidding.

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.

Game on.

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.

Jesus Christ.

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!

 

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