When Jacob was injured in the war, it changed him for life. Now all he wants to do is come home to Cedar Ridge, settle in at his lakeside cabin and get some much-needed peace and quiet. But there’s no peace to be had when he finds a spitfire of a woman camping out on his property. Half the time he’s not sure whether he wants to spank her or kiss–or maybe both. He’s in a dark place and a dark mood, and here’s this wildly hot woman who is also funny and light and may be the balm be needs to soothe his aching soul.
Sophie Marren is pretty much penniless after leaving her abusive husband. She doesn’t have the money to pay rent or the slip fees for docking the boat where she’s been sleeping. She was getting along just perfectly until the good-looking, brooding, I’m-too-sexy-for-myself guy moves into the lake cabin that the slip belongs to. Sure he’s hot as the noon sun with those dark lens and even darker ‘tude, but god forbid she tie herself to another man who’s always telling her what to do. But the more she gets to know Jacob, the more she sees how willing he is to battle for her wounded heart…a battle she might just let him win.
A sassy, steamy and swoon worthy romance with heart. Reading a Jill Shalvis is like coming home to delicious chocolate with its perfect accompanying glass of wine while relaxing with a feel good book.
“Come on, make my day and say it,” he teased.
She covered her face. “Bit me.”
“I’d love to… Right on your client, minus the ‘e’ and the ‘n’”
Hudson Kincaid is back home after leaving his family for almost a decade to join the Army. Having survived his team member and best friend’s death and facing his own mortality he decides to go back to Cedar Ridge to repair the rift between his twin brother Hudson, and the rest of the Kincaid clan. Knowing he left under bad terms, he’s not completely sure how to go about it so he starts by renting a cabin at the edge of the lake to be close to his family but still have peace, quiet and space. What he gets though, is shared dock with a “mysterious, temperamental”and beautiful redhead spitfire.
When Sophie Marren divorced her cheating husband she only took his beloved boat with her. She didn’t count on having to live penniless, with nausea on the boat she’s been secretly “parking” on Jacob’s dock. The sexy but surly man she can’t help but rile up. The attraction between them is off the charts, but given that their pasts have stunted their hearts, both think they can’t give more than fun times for now. Can they overcome their histories in order to appreciate that they could have a wonderful future together?
I just love getting to read books from authors who I know will bring a smile to my face and cause a warm fuzzy feeling all over. Jill Shalvis is one of them. Her characters feel real and easy to relate with. The heroes are tough on the outside alpha males with a wonderful melt-your-heart inside and her heroines are strong and feisty that make the heroes work for it. With these great elements, a good plot and Jill’s skill we get a read that has everything from fun and excitement, moving tenderness, and blazing hot yumminess.
“What are you,” she asked, “one-hundred-proof testosterone and pheromones? You’ve had your fun, now move.” So he moved. Inside her. “Like that?” the bastard asked sinfully.
Jacob was so easy to fall for. Of course he’s tough, besides his profession demanding it, having to grow up without a dad and take care of their mother was no easy feat. But he also has his vulnerabilities and he’s also such a good man who’ll gladly give the shirt of his back to help a stranger, errrr… or a sexy, mouthy woman who constantly keeps him on his toes. He’s also realized he made a young, immature mistake, is flagellating himself for it while trying to fix it.
Even though she feels she completely lost herself during her failed marriage and was definitely in shambles after it, she’s a hoot. She’s snarky, strong and vivacious and I really liked her paired up with Jacob.
“Shut up,” she said. Jacob pulled back, a brow raise. “Not you! … My inner voice … Ignore her. She’s a b!tch.”
Of course they both have insecurities they have to overcome but the back and forth between them was amusing and flirty, and the chemistry was addictively explosive. I loved how Jacob saw all her qualities and how they were both open and honest. I was happily surprised that it was Jacob who first opened up to Sophie about his feelings towards her.
“You keep forgetting to hurry,” she complained. “I’m not really into hurrying.”
“What are you into?”
“Slow. Long. Hard. Hot. Dirty…”
Being this a series, I loved having the characters from past books back. Yes the entire Kincaid family was there to welcome Jacob home. I especially liked the reconciliation with Jacob. Although I did miss the underwear shenanigans.
Nobody But You is the third book in the Cedar Ridge series by Jill Shalvis. It is a standalone, full-length, contemporary romance full of fun banter, super sexy bits and sweet touching moments that will bring a smile to your face. Told from both points of view, with an awesome happy ending epilogue.
Start from the beginning with book one in the Cedar Ridge series, SECOND CHANCE SUMMER!
RESCUE ME Cedar Ridge, Colorado, is famous for crisp mountain air, clear blue skies, and pine-scented breezes. And it’s the last place Lily Danville wants to be. But she needs a job, and there’s an opening at the hottest resort in her hometown. What has her concerned is the other hot property in Cedar Ridge: Aidan Kincaid—firefighter, rescue worker, and heartbreaker. She never could resist that devastating smile . . .
The Kincaid brothers are as rough and rugged as the Rocky Mountains they call home. Aidan has always done things his own way, by his own rules. And never has he regretted anything more than letting Lily walk out of his life ten years ago. If anyone has ever been in need of rescuing, she has. What she needs more than anything are long hikes, slow dances, and sizzling kisses. But that can only happen if he can get her to give Cedar Ridge-and this bad boy-a second chance . . .
EXCERPT for Anybody But You
She eyed the bench a long beat but did eventually sit, perching primly as far from him as she could get and yet still be close enough to grab the bottle.
She took the Scotch and drank. Her eyes watered and she coughed as she handed it to him. With a sigh, she leaned back to study the night sky. Her bared throat was slim and creamy smooth. An unexpected temptation. Remembering the flash of pain and vulnerability she’d unwittingly revealed, and that for whatever reason he’d somehow added to it, he spoke. “I’m sorry.”
She glanced at him as if she’d never heard a man apologize before in her life. “For…breathing?” she asked. “Having a penis? What?”
“You were upset because you didn’t know I was a Kincaid.”
She sighed. “That was just me looking for a reason to be mad at you so I wouldn’t…”
She bit her lower lip, clearly not wanting to go on.
But now he had to know. “So you wouldn’t what?”
“Nothing,” she said. “It’s just that I’m trying to make better choices.”
“Of which I wouldn’t be one.”
“It’s not necessarily your fault,” she said. “It’s that you’re a man.”
“Guilty as charged.”
“And I’m off men right now.”
“And on…women?” he asked with admittedly more than a little fascination.
She rolled her eyes. “I’m on no one, but thank you for proving my point on men.”
“I get that,” he said. “But being off men doesn’t seem to be making you very happy, or sound like a whole lot of fun.”
“Maybe I don’t need fun.”
He understood that. He’d felt the same way since Brett died. “What do you need?” he asked, honestly wanting to know more about her.
Instead of answering, she reached for the bottle. He waited until she met his gaze before letting go.
“Nothing,” she said a little too quickly. “Everything’s…perfect.”
“And your glass is half full,” he said. “So you’ve said.”
But he didn’t believe her. “How about a game?”
“I don’t play games.”
Now, that wasn’t exactly true. Whether she knew it or not, she’d been playing with his head since he’d first laid eyes on her. “Three truths and a lie,” he said.
She stared at him. “As in you tell me three truths and a lie, and I pick out the lie?”
She considered this. “What do I get if I win?”
“What do you want?”
For the briefest of beats, her gaze dropped to his mouth.
Oh, hell yeah, he thought. Want me…
“My first boyfriend taught me that game,” she said.
“What did the winner get?”
Definitely still playing with his head… “Is that what you want, Sophie? A kiss?”
Again she stared at his mouth before dropping eye contact and wrapping that eye-stopping pink robe tighter around her body. “Do you?” she asked.
Her gaze flew to his.
“Problem is,” he said conversationally, “if I kissed you, I don’t think I’d be able to stop.”
Her mouth literally fell open. The pulse at the base of her throat jumped. And she seemed to lose her words.
He went on. “But you should know, I don’t lose. That means you’ll have to tell me three truths and a lie.” And he’d hopefully get to know more about her.
She closed her mouth to bite her lower lip in what could’ve been indecision or excitement. Obviously he was hoping for the latter. “But hey, if you’re not sure you can handle losing, we can just forget about it,” he said.
The challenge lifted her chin and put sparks in her eyes. That’s it, babe. Show me what you’ve got.
“Bring it,” she said.
About the author:
New York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is mostly coincidental. Look for Jill’s bestselling, award-winning books wherever romances are sold and visit her website for a complete book list and daily blog detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures.