Baby Maker by P. Dangelico
Publication Date: February 20th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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.
You want loyalty? Get a dog. You want to be robbed of your money and your masculinity? Get married.
This was one of the most fun and exciting books I have read so far in 2018. Best part is that it has my favorite trope… people making babies (accidental or planned). In this case we have a planned baby making with some unexpected surprises for the future mom and dad.
Stella Donovan was a perfect heroine. She was a woman any woman should look up to. Strong, resilient, and career driven. However with all of her success she realized she needs to have a baby pronto minus the pesky thing of marriage and unfaithful/unreliable husband. Which is exactly how she finds Dany Wilder, bad boy extraordinaire who is not looking to settle down but like Stella feels the biological clock ticking.
With all their planning and meticulous negotiations/talks on how to be the best parents while being separate parental units they didn’t plan for real life. It seems like no matter how well you plan things, things that just naturally click together will always do. No use fighting it. However, it was EXTREMELY entertaining to watch Stella and Dany fight that attraction. They were oil and water throughout the book, but together they made a great salad dressing 😆 .
The story took me on a slow slow romantic burn that by the time they got to that sweet spot I was sending prayers up to make it happen already.
P. Dangelico was a new to me author and now that I have found out this is going to be a series I will be coming back for Risk Taker & Game Changer. Which is fabulous news because I wanted more detailed stories from quite a few of the characters that got introduced in this book.
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.”
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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