Blog Tour, Excerpt & Review | Baby Maker by P. Dangelico

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Baby Maker by P. Dangelico
Publication Date: February 20th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Stella Donovan’s biological clock is a ticking time bomb.

The successful financial manager has spent her adult life building a career and neglecting her personal life. Problem is, she doesn’t believe in marriage. Not after watching her mother be treated like garbage by her father. Nope, marriage is not for her. All she wants is a baby. All she needs is a man to agree to her terms.

Dane Wylder, recently retired NFL tight end and future Hall of Famer, wants a baby.

Naturally, marriage is off the table. He’s not the marrying type. Women are great––as long as they’re trying to get into his bed and not his heart. But after years of living only for himself, he’s ready to be a father.

Sparks fly when a successful financial manager and a legendary football player enter into a legal agreement to have a kid together. They planned on everything––they just didn’t plan on each other.

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5stars

This was a sexy, funny, feel good romance and so much fun to read!

Stella and Dane for their own different reasons want to have a baby. The problem is that neither of them believe in marriage and don’t want the hassle of being in a romantic relationship. So they enter into a contract to have a child through IVF and agree to raise the child together through a legal agreement.

As these two get to know each other the sparks start to fly! I loved that this was not an insta-love. Their relationship took time to build and the chemistry was insane. I loved this couple and I loved their banter. So entertaining!

I loved Dane! He was a built, sexy ex-NFL player. What I loved about him most though was his humor. He gave me so many LOL moments.

“You’re Puerto Rican.”
“American- I was born here. Half Cuban, if that’s what you’re asking…”
“Right,” he said, like it’s the same thing.
“Is that a problem?”
His face lit up with another sly grin. “Hell no. I like seasonin’ on my white meat.”

He comes off as a cocky guy who is all about fun but then we get to see that he is so much more. He had such a big heart. Seriously swoonworthy!

I loved that we got glimpses of Cal and Ethan from the Hard To Love series. It was fun to see what they were up to. If you love sweet romances filled with humor and sexual chemistry then this book is for you.

4.5 Stars
Contemporary Romance
Heat Level: Moderate
POV: Dual
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Excerpt

Grabbing the pot of freshly brewed coffee from the coffee maker, he stares into the pot then drinks from it. I don’t bother to tell him it’s decaf. Throat working as he swallows, he holds up his index finger.

I’ve got a finger for him, the middle one.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into you but I’ve had enough.” He continues drinking. “And word of caution, if you come back to New York and continue to treat me like I’m cattle, a possession, you will damage this friendship beyond repair.”

He places the pot down, his eyes downcast as he leans on the counter for support. “I’m sorry…I was a real asshole last night and––”

“Last night?!” I shout. “How about for the past week.”

“Well you’re not helpin’ the situation!” he shouts back, his eyes sparking, then winces again.

My jaw hangs in disbelief. He can’t be serious. Is he really blaming me?

“The hell are you talking about? You’re blaming me? Me?! You’ve been unbearable––when you’ve been around, that is. Usually you’re running in the opposite direction. But somehow in your twisted little male peanut sized brain, it’s my fault?!”

“Yes, goddamit! Dancin’––smilin’ at that fucking cowboy!” His hand slashes through the air as if he’s indicating to someone in the corner. The veins near his temple pop up. Eyes impossibly wide, he advances on me, stopping a mere foot away. “You never smile at me like that!”

Huh? “What does that have to do with anything?!”

“Because I’m jealous! Okay! And you’ve made it very clear you’re not attracted to me but all I can think about is this!”

He’s on me before I can blink, arms crushing me to him, kissing me like I hold the last breath of air on the planet and he means to steal it.

A beat later he stops. His lips against mine he murmurs, “Kiss me back…please kiss me back.”

Excerpt:
Grabbing the pot of freshly brewed coffee from the coffee maker, he stares into the pot then drinks from it. I don’t bother to tell him it’s decaf. Throat working as he swallows, he holds up his index finger.

I’ve got a finger for him, the middle one.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into you but I’ve had enough.” He continues drinking. “And word of caution, if you come back to New York and continue to treat me like I’m cattle, a possession, you will damage this friendship beyond repair.”

He places the pot down, his eyes downcast as he leans on the counter for support. “I’m sorry…I was a real asshole last night and––”

“Last night?!” I shout. “How about for the past week.”

“Well you’re not helpin’ the situation!” he shouts back, his eyes sparking, then winces again.

My jaw hangs in disbelief. He can’t be serious. Is he really blaming me?

“The hell are you talking about? You’re blaming me? Me?! You’ve been unbearable––when you’ve been around, that is. Usually you’re running in the opposite direction. But somehow in your twisted little male peanut sized brain, it’s my fault?!”

“Yes, goddamit! Dancin’––smilin’ at that fucking cowboy!” His hand slashes through the air as if he’s indicating to someone in the corner. The veins near his temple pop up. Eyes impossibly wide, he advances on me, stopping a mere foot away. “You never smile at me like that!”

Huh? “What does that have to do with anything?!”

“Because I’m jealous! Okay! And you’ve made it very clear you’re not attracted to me but all I can think about is this!”

He’s on me before I can blink, arms crushing me to him, kissing me like I hold the last breath of air on the planet and he means to steal it.

A beat later he stops. His lips against mine he murmurs, “Kiss me back…please kiss me back.”

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Dangelico loves romance in all forms, cuddly creatures (four legged and two), really bloody sexy pulp, the NY Jets (although she’s reconsidering after this season), and to while away the day at the barn (apparently she does her best thinking shoveling horse crap). What she’s not enamored with is referring to herself in the third person and social media so don’t expect her to get on Twitter anytime soon. Oh, and although she was born in Italy, she’s been Jersey Strong since she turned six.

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