✯REVIEW & EXCERPT TOUR:✯ Hot Daddy by Lila Monroe

Hot Daddy by Lila Monroe

Release Date: April 2nd 2018 by Lila Monroe Books

Series: Billionaire Bachelors #2

Genres: Romance, Contemporary

Welcome to the Billionaire Bachelors series, where the sexiest men in the city are about to meet their match… 

Playboy CEO, Cal McAdams, lives life in the fast lane: hot women, hotter deals, and… a fake fiancee? I signed on to help reform his reckless image and win custody of his god-children, but I wasn’t expecting to come face-to-face (and mouth-to-mouth) with my wild Vegas hook-up from three years ago. 

AKA, 6”3 of tanned muscle, sharp suits, and ‘undress me’ eyes. 
AAKA, the best thigh-clenching, bed-shaking sex of my life. 
AAAKA, the man who couldn’t be more off-limits if he had a uranium belt wrapped around his, um, assets. 

I’ve never been one to break the rules, but Cal has me wanting to rip them up - and roll around naked on the scrap paper. But with just three weeks to turn this bachelor into a DILF, can we keep our crazy chemistry from derailing his plans? Or will gold-digging relatives, rambunctious pre-teens, and a little thing called love leave us both crashed out of the race? 

Find out in the new sexy, hilarious romantic comedy from Lila Monroe! 

BILLIONAIRE BACHELORS SERIES:
1 VIP (Jan 2018)
2 Hot Daddy (April 2018)
3 Wild Card (June 2018)
4 Man Candy (Aug 2018)

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My Review:

Hot Daddy is the second book in the Billionaire Bachelors series, where it follows the relationship between a lawyer and a CEO as they navigate their way through second chances at love and at life.

At the beginning of the book we get to meet Jules Robinson, a badass lawyer/third-year associate at the Harper, Wells & Milstein firm. Having worked hard to get to where she is in her career, she wasn’t expecting to get harassed by the managing partner’s son while at work. Outraged at what just happened to her, Jules punches the guy in efforts to get away, which she does but she also ends up losing her job. Now she has no job and bills to pay. It is then that she gets a call from Olivia Danvers, who happens to run a high-end dating service for wealthy clients who need someone to accompany them to different events, offering Jules a job that she can’t refuse. The job is simple: pretend to be a fiancee to a CEO who is trying to reform his reckless image and win custody of his god-children. What Jules wasn’t expecting was to come face-to-face with her one-night stand that she had while she was in Las Vegas three years ago. Jules knows that the connection that they shared that night was supposed to stay in the past, but seeing Caleb McAdams again is making her feel a pull towards him that could be dangerous to her feelings if she is not careful. But life has other plans and the more time she spends with him the harder it gets for her to deny any kind of feelings for him.

Caleb McAdams is the successful CEO of McAdams Automative, a race-car company who is known for being innovative and top of the field. But what draws people to the company is its CEO, Caleb’s good looks and wealth attract women from all over and he likes it. He is the perfect playboy who now has to clean up his image in order to win custody of his god-children. A fake fiancé is the perfect solution to his problem, it will show that he is serious about his change and that he can be a family man. But when the children’s aunt threatens to take them away from him, Caleb is ready to do just about anything to get them back including trusting a woman that left him after having had the best night of his life. He knows that Jules is passionate about her career and will not hold her back if she wants to pursue it in New York, but while they’re in Boston he is determined to make things work with her as his feelings start to grow with each passing day. That is until the day of the hearing that his life changes forever and now he has to decide if pursuing a relationship with her is worth it or not.

I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book, Lila Monroe did an amazing job with the first book in the series and I couldn’t wait to read this book as soon as it was announced. The story was entertaining and sexy. Caleb “Cal” is sweet and caring towards Jules and the kids. He is the playboy who has finally met his match and will do anything to make Jules his. I liked reading his interactions with the kids, he was funny and loving. He can can impulsively at times, but in then end Cal wants to make sure he is doing his best for the children. On the other hand, Jules was such a badass character in the story. She knows what she wants and fights to get it. I love the fact that she wants to succeed and make a name for herself. She is great with the kids as well. The chemistry between the characters was sizzling, they understood each other from the very start and their relationship just kept getting better throughout the book. Although Jules had her reservations about Cal at the beginning, knowing that he was still a playboy in her eyes, he was able to prove her wrong. But a mishap between the two of them could threaten their relationship and they have to find a way to fix it if they want to be with each other. All in all, the story was great from start to finish, the author did a great job tying everything together in the end. I would highly recommend reading this book and the previous book in the series, you will not regret it! :)

***A copy of this book was provided in exchange for an honest review.***

My Rating:

{EXCERPT}

CAL POV

I bring the rest of the dirty dishes over to the sink, and we work in companionable silence for a few minutes, Jules rinsing plates before handing them to me to set in the dishwasher.

See? Nothing sexy about dirty dishes.

“Great stacking, Cal,” she says, looking surprised.

“What, you think I don’t know how to load a dishwasher?” I make a face. “I’m not completely useless.”

“Well, no,” she allows, tilting her head to the side. “Not completely.”

“Oh, you think you’re funny,” I say, reaching over to dip my fingers in the suds before flicking them in her direction.

“I am,” she says, flicking me back. “And don’t start.”

“Start what?” I ask, reaching over and splashing more. But this time, the water hits her square on, soaking her T-shirt so the thin cotton goes translucent. Clinging to her curves, and the outline of her bra.

Okay, so apparently dirty dishes can get sexy, after all.

Jules clears her throat and grabs a hooded sweatshirt from the back of a chair and pulls it on—zipping all the way to her chin. “You good to finish in here?” she asks, looking flustered.

I nod. Down, boy. “You go put your feet up.”

“You don’t have to ask twice.”

Jules exits the kitchen, fast, and I sigh. Kissing her back at HQ was a massive mistake . . . which left me with a massive hard-on for the rest of the afternoon. I couldn’t help it. Something about Jules is dangerously kissable.

And lickable.

And definitely fuckable.

I scowl at the dishcloths. I’ve never had a problem keeping my hands to myself before, and if I wanted to get a workout, I have plenty of options. I may not be living the wild playboy lifestyle anymore, but that doesn’t mean I’m a monk.

But Jules is off limits.

Which is probably why I’m going crazy over here trying not to notice the way she bites her lower lip when she’s thinking . . . or how her jeans fit way too well.

And if I even let myself start to remember how she felt in Vegas, bucking against me, begging for more—

Fuck, I’m going to need a damn cold shower twice a day at this rate.

About the Author

Combining her passions for books, sex, and well-fitted suits, Lila Monroe wrote her first romantic comedy, The Billionaire Bargain, in 2015 and hasn’t stopped since. She loves writing about smart alpha men, and the strong and sassy women who try to tame them.

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✯EXCERPT REVEAL:✯ Hot Daddy by Lila Monroe

Hot Daddy by Lila Monroe

Release Date: April 2nd 2018 by Lila Monroe Books

Genres: Romance, Contemporary

Welcome to the Billionaire Bachelors series, where the sexiest men in the city are about to meet their match… 

Playboy CEO, Cal McAdams, lives life in the fast lane: hot women, hotter deals, and… a fake fiancee? I signed on to help reform his reckless image and win custody of his god-children, but I wasn’t expecting to come face-to-face (and mouth-to-mouth) with my wild Vegas hook-up from three years ago. 

AKA, 6”3 of tanned muscle, sharp suits, and ‘undress me’ eyes. 
AAKA, the best thigh-clenching, bed-shaking sex of my life. 
AAAKA, the man who couldn’t be more off-limits if he had a uranium belt wrapped around his, um, assets. 

I’ve never been one to break the rules, but Cal has me wanting to rip them up - and roll around naked on the scrap paper. But with just three weeks to turn this bachelor into a DILF, can we keep our crazy chemistry from derailing his plans? Or will gold-digging relatives, rambunctious pre-teens, and a little thing called love leave us both crashed out of the race? 

Find out in the new sexy, hilarious romantic comedy from Lila Monroe! 

Purchase: Amazon, Amazon UK, Amazon AU, iBooks, Kobo

{EXCERPT}

I’ve been stranded at the hotel bar in Vegas alone for exactly twenty seconds before a guy sidles in beside me. “Buy you a drink?”

I glance up. He’s at least twenty years my senior, with pleated khakis and an obvious comb-over. I shake my head and smile tightly. “Got one, thanks.”

“Aw, come on now,” he says, plunking himself down in the empty seat beside me. “You in town for the conference?” Then, in spite of the fact that I haven’t asked: “Medical devices.”

His name is Greg, he continues; he sells surgical equipment and has a hundred dollar per diem he hasn’t blown through yet today, if I want to rethink that drink offer. “I’ll spring for nachos too,” he says magnanimously. “I’m a generous guy.”

I’m sweeping the room for the closest exit, contemplating an escape worthy of Danny Ocean himself, when a hand lands on the back of my barstool. “Hey babe,” a deep voice says casually. “Making friends?”

I whip around. This guy would look right at home with Clooney and Pitt. He’s tall and dark-haired, wearing a shirt rolled halfway to his elbows and an expression that clearly says, just go with it. “I got my ass beat at roulette,” he continues with a sheepish grin. “There goes private school for the kids, right?” He sticks his hand out to medical device guy. “Cal. The husband.”

I almost choke on my paloma. Still, something about the sheer ballsiness of this particular play--and, okay, how hot this guy is--has me playing along. “Hey hon,” I say, laying a hand on his pleasantly solid bicep. “Greg here was just telling me all about the free swag at the medical device conference in town.”

Greg’s gaze darts from me to Cal, then back again. “I guess I’ll leave y’all to it, then.”

“Good to meet you,” I lie, smiling my cheeriest smile.

Once he’s gone I turn to Cal. “So, on a scale of like, one to Disney Princess, how badly did I look like I needed rescuing?”

Cal tilts his head to the side, considering. “I mean, your undisguised expression of misery kind of gave it away.”

“Maybe that’s just how my face is!” I protest, laughing in spite of myself. “Resting miserable face.”

“Eh. Maybe.” Cal shrugs, all confidence as he settles himself onto Greg’s recently vacated barstool. “You don’t look so miserable now.”

Right away I feel my cheeks flush. It’s been a long time since I flirted—or, more accurately, since I was competently flirted with. “So how many kids do we have, exactly?”

“Not too many,” he reassures me, nodding at the bartender for another beer. “Like six or seven, max.”

“Six or seven!” I snort. “And here you are just gambling their lunch money away like some kind of degenerate.”

Cal nods gravely. “I’m a real scoundrel,” he agrees.

“Clearly.” I stick my hand out. “Jules Robinson.”

“Nice to meet you, Jules Robinson.” He gives good handshake, firm but not bone-crushing, all long fingers and the faintest scrape of callus on his palm. His eyes are a deep, friendly brown. “So what brings you to Vegas?” he asks.

“I’m with a girlfriend,” I explain. “Or I was, anyway. At the moment she’s out on an... exploratory mission.”

Cal grins. “Sounds exhilarating.”

“Oh, I’m sure it is,” I assure him. “What about you? What are you doing in town?”

“Auditioning for Thunder from Down Under,” he says immediately. Then, off my laugh: ”Callback, actually. I aced the first round, they couldn’t get enough of me.”

“Right, no, obviously.” The ads for the all-male revue were plastered all over the strip when we got here this afternoon: beefy, longhaired guys in bow ties, cummerbunds, and not much else. “So what’s your character?” I ask, rattling the ice in my mostly-empty glass. “Sexy fireman, sexy cop…?”

“Sexy medical device salesman,” he deadpans. “See, you’re laughing, but I have a whole bit I do with the x-ray machine. It’s a real crowd pleaser.”

Casino bars don’t ever really empty out, but this one is taking on a distinct after-hours vibe, low light and quiet conversations; the Bud-guzzling bachelor party bros are long gone. When I finally check my phone to see if Kelly’s texted—she has, she’s safe, and she’s having a truly epic time with her mountain man—I realize it’s after one. “Holy shit,” I blurt. “How’d it get to be so late?”

Cal raises his eyebrows. “Keeping you up?”

“What? No!” I blurt, immediately embarrassed by how eager I sound. “We just had an early flight out this morning, that’s all. I’ve been up for like twenty hours.”

“I’m teasing you, princess.” He smiles at me then, slow and easy. It’s the most intimate smile of my entire life. It’s a smile like sitting in front of a campfire in October and reading the paper in bed on Sunday morning; it’s a smile, frankly, like getting good and fucked by a man who knows you down to your most essential particles. “You wanna get out of here?” he asks.

I knew it was coming but still there’s something bracingly scandalous about the idea, being propositioned by a total stranger. I’m imagining it now, I can’t help it: that broad chest pressed against mine and his capable-looking mouth on my neck, long fingers reaching down between my legs and—

“Tempting,” I tell him truthfully, laying a palm against my flaming face. “But I probably shouldn’t.”

To his credit Cal keeps smiling, a little rueful; he doesn’t try to convince me, either, just touches my arm and catches the bartender’s eye to settle up. “Fair enough,” he tells me, pulling his wallet out of his back pocket. “Well, it was really nice to be married to you for five minutes, Jules Robinson.”

“Yeah,” I agree, feeling my whole body get warm. “It was nice to be married to you for five minutes, too.”

I’m surprised by the sharp pang of longing behind my ribs as I watch him go a moment later, the strange sense that I’ve somehow given up more than just a roll in starchy white hotel sheets. Still, it’s not like I’m about to just get up and follow him out of here. He probably does this every night, sure. But I’ve never had a one night stand in my entire life.

I’ve never had a one-night stand in my entire life.

The thought stops me—after all, I’m a grown-ass woman with a newly minted law degree, aren’t I? I’ve got nobody to answer to but myself. And this is Vegas. What happens here, et cetera. I swallow down the rest of my tequila, set the glass back down on the bar. “Hey Cal!” I call, slinging my purse over my shoulder and hopping down off my barstool as quickly as my tiny dress allows. “Wait up.”

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