Title: Deal Maker (Mixed Messages #2)
Author: Lily Morton
Cover Art: Natasha
Publisher: Self published
Release Date: December 22, 2017
Genre(s): Contemporary Romance
Page Count: 335 pages
Reviewed by: Lili and Renee
Sometimes your mouth makes deals that your heart can’t honour.
Jude is a highly successful model, but a very reluctant one. His life is full of casual hook-ups with pretty men in glamorous locations, but it’s still empty. However, circumstances decreed a long time ago that this was his path, so he’s resolutely stayed on it and accepted his fate with good grace. He made a deal with himself and his hook-ups. Get in, get out and no ties with anyone.
However, an accident at home one night leads to him making a new deal and accepting the offer of help from an unlikely source. It leads to an unexpected summer of falling in love with a larger than life man and his child.
But by the end of the summer his reasons for not staying are still valid. Will he turn away? Can he?
Asa is a talented actor who has spent time away from the scene to look after his son. But now he’s back, and the last thing he needs are complications from the gorgeous man who is staying with him. Scarred from too many betrayals, he has no intention of forming a lasting tie with anyone. However, he can’t resist the beautiful man with secrets, and to his horror he develops feelings.
But a deal’s a deal and they said it was just for the summer. What can Asa do with a man who has forever in his eyes and goodbye on his lips?
From the Amazon bestselling author of ‘Rule Breaker’ comes another scorchingly hot romantic comedy.
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Billy finishes his croissant and snuggles down onto Jude’s lap, nestling into him with a sigh of contentment. His eyes are drooping, and within a couple of minutes he relaxes into the laxness of sleep.
I chuckle lightly, and Jude looks enquiringly at me. When I nod at Billy his face softens and he reaches up one long fingered hand and strokes his hair. His sleeve falls away revealing the scarlet and blue friendship band he’s wearing. One rainy day last week he and Billy got hold of some embroidery silks and painstakingly made a few bands. Now, we all wear them, and I look down at mine which is a sapphire and green swirl of colours nestling next to my Breitling watch. I both love it and can’t bear to look at it, because it’s a physical reminder of how much simple joy Jude has brought into my son’s life.
I sip my coffee and stare out to sea determinedly. Not just my son’s life. He brings so much to mine – someone to laugh with, someone to talk to, someone to – I hastily push away the thought of our favourite occupation at the moment, as my shorts are becoming tight.
I sneak a look at him. He’s sitting placidly, staring up at an abandoned house sitting on the rocks looking out to sea, and already I can see his busy mind formulating stories about its owners. The breeze ruffles his crow black hair, the strands silky and shining, almost blue in places. I know he hates it, but the haircut he was forced to have makes him look almost too gorgeous. I sneak another look at him. His full lips are quirked in thought, and as usual, look a second away from breaking into that impish grin I’ve seen so much of since he found us.
I sit quietly, enjoying the opportunity of seeing him dreaming and content, and relishing the way we can just sit in the stillness linked by invisible thoughts. He takes a last bite of his croissant and shakes his fingers carefully free of the crumbs so as not to wake Billy, and then chews meditatively, still looking at the house.
I chuckle. “Waiting for Poldark to emerge?”
He found a DVD of the first series at the cottage, and insisted on watching it all the way through last night, despite my attempts to lure him upstairs. The gorgeously shot drama had found a natural home with Jude, who doesn’t totally manage to cover up his real love for melodrama and romance.
He turns to me and gives me a mock scowl. “I still think you could oblige me by mowing the lawn with your shirt off. If I can’t have Aiden Turner with a scythe, I should be allowed to have Asa Jacobs and a Flymo.”
I snort. “I feel rejected and objectified at the same time. Good work. It’s not easy to do.”
Lily writes contemporary romance novels, and specialises in hot love stories with a good dose of humour.
Lily lives in sunny England with her husband and two children, all of whom claim that they haven’t had a proper conversation with her since she bought her first Kindle.
She has spent her life with her head full of daydreams and decided one day to just sit down and start writing about them. In the process she discovered that she actually loved writing, because how else could she get to spend her time with hot, funny men!
She loves chocolate and Baileys and the best of all creations – chocolate Baileys! Her lifetime’s ambition is to have a bath in peace without being shouted by one of her family.Facebook GoodReads Twitter Website Blog More Reviews