Sweet Nothings (Sugar Springs #2) by Kim Law
Genre: Adult Fiction (Contemporary Romance)Date Published: January 1, 2014
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Joanie Bigbee, cupcake baker extraordinaire, likes to keep her options open—and she’s good at it. She's started and sold some 30 businesses in her postage stamp-sized Tennessee town, and at the moment she can be found in a short skirt and go-go boots, selling cupcakes out of the back of a converted Volkswagen van. What she moves on to next is anybody’s guess. She knows better than to be tied down. In any way. She's watched every woman in her family fall head-over-heels, only to find themselves wondering how to pick up the pieces when love is lost.
When Nick Dalton shows up at the groovy cupcakery, all Joanie wants is a taste; a fling with no strings suits her just fine. But for Nick, a bite is not enough; he wants the whole cake: a big house, a family, true love. But love only makes you stupid, right? Joanie has to decide whether to follow where her free-spirit leads… or hold on to the sweetest thing she’s ever known.
Sweet Nothings is the December romance pick for the Kindle First program!!
Sweet Nothings is the second book in the Sugar Springs series by Kim Law. Each book seems to be a stand alone, and not after having read Sweet Nothings, I would like to read more from this series. This was a fun and flirty love story with some naughty bits thrown in. In so many stories we get the girl who wants to tame the wild boy. It was nice to see that turned around for a change, and nick is definitely a guy you would want to be tamed by. Though the attraction was instant, I enjoyed watching their friendship grow into more through the story. Joanie is a confident female lead who has some baggage. Her story was well thought out, and that really gave the plot some depth as you learn some unexpected things along the way. As a happy littlle side note, the setting takes place in Tennessee!! You know how much I love that! Sweet Nothings easily allowed me to retreat from the real world. I look forward catching up with book one in this series!
Sweet Nothings by Kim Law was provided to me by the Publisher through NetGalley for review. The opinions are my own.
As a child, Kim Law cultivated a love for chocolate, anything purple, baton twirling, and creative writing. She penned her debut work, “The Giant Talking Raisin,” in the sixth grade and got hooked on the delights of creating stories. Before settling into the writing life, however, she earned a college degree in mathematics and then worked as a computer programmer while also raising her son. Now she’s pursuing her lifelong dream of writing romance novels; she has won the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award, has been a finalist for the prestigious RWA RITA Award, and currently serves as president for her local RWA chapter. Kim is the author of Caught on Camera, Sugar Springs, and the Turtle Island novels, Ex on the Beach and Hot Buttered Yum. A native of Kentucky, she lives with her husband in Middle Tennessee.
To learn more about Kim Law and her books, visit her website.You can also find her on Goodreads, Facebook, and Twitter.
Sweet Nothings by Kim Law was provided to me by the Publisher through NetGalley for review. The opinions are my own.
The same nervousness she’d felt before the high school doors had burst open fluttered back through her. That was not her best friend’s fiancé.
“That isn’t Cody, D. That’s his brother. Nick.”
Wide eyes turned her way. “There are two of them?”
Joanie nodded, not taking her eyes off Nick, and forcing herself not to wipe her palms down the sides of her skirt again. Why the man made her nervous, she had no idea. She’d taken in all six-foot-four of his lean, taut, manual labor–created muscles when they’d met at Christmas, and she hadn’t been nervous then.
She’d been turned on, yes. But not nervous.
And yes, it had been unnerving to be turned on by someone who looked identical to her friend’s fiancé, even when said fiancé did nothing for her but provide an attractive view. But while unnerving, only a dead person could keep from ogling a hunk of man like that.
Only, along with her appreciation for his very fine form, she felt something new stirring inside her this time.
Something that seemed to wake from a long hibernation and jabbed at her from the inside as if screaming, Me! Me! Let me have him!
It disturbed her even more when she had a quick flash of the man her mother had run off with on Joanie’s thirteenth birthday. She hadn’t thought about him in years. Bill had been an out-of-towner, too. Just like Nick. And also in construction. As well as friendly, what she’d thought of at the time as genuinely nice, and a total cutie.
Strike, strike, strike.
Nick was hot, but he was off-limits.
She wasn’t her mother and she would never fall victim to a man, no matter how bad her insides flamed at the sight of one. And she certainly wouldn’t fall victim to the Bigbee Curse.
Nick lifted his gaze from the paper he held in his hand and scanned the street before him, then spied her van out front. He swept a hand through his dark hair, pushing it off his forehead, and turned in their direction. The jabbing inside her only intensified.
“He’s coming over here,” Destinee whispered.
Blood rushed through Joanie so rapidly she worried she’d fall over where she stood. Instead, she shook her arms and rolled her shoulders as if getting ready to go into battle. Whatever was going on inside her, she could put a stop to it. She’d seen plenty of good-looking men in her years. She’d even slept with a few of them. There was no reason this particular one was going to get to her.
“He probably wants a cupcake,” she stated. “Let’s meet him outside since they’re all in the van.”
Joanie pushed open the door as he reached the sidewalk, and couldn’t help but smile as they made eye contact. Dang, he was fine.
Too bad she couldn’t have just one itsy-bitsy taste to put out the fire he lit.
“That isn’t Cody, D. That’s his brother. Nick.”
Wide eyes turned her way. “There are two of them?”
Joanie nodded, not taking her eyes off Nick, and forcing herself not to wipe her palms down the sides of her skirt again. Why the man made her nervous, she had no idea. She’d taken in all six-foot-four of his lean, taut, manual labor–created muscles when they’d met at Christmas, and she hadn’t been nervous then.
She’d been turned on, yes. But not nervous.
And yes, it had been unnerving to be turned on by someone who looked identical to her friend’s fiancé, even when said fiancé did nothing for her but provide an attractive view. But while unnerving, only a dead person could keep from ogling a hunk of man like that.
Only, along with her appreciation for his very fine form, she felt something new stirring inside her this time.
Something that seemed to wake from a long hibernation and jabbed at her from the inside as if screaming, Me! Me! Let me have him!
It disturbed her even more when she had a quick flash of the man her mother had run off with on Joanie’s thirteenth birthday. She hadn’t thought about him in years. Bill had been an out-of-towner, too. Just like Nick. And also in construction. As well as friendly, what she’d thought of at the time as genuinely nice, and a total cutie.
Strike, strike, strike.
Nick was hot, but he was off-limits.
She wasn’t her mother and she would never fall victim to a man, no matter how bad her insides flamed at the sight of one. And she certainly wouldn’t fall victim to the Bigbee Curse.
Nick lifted his gaze from the paper he held in his hand and scanned the street before him, then spied her van out front. He swept a hand through his dark hair, pushing it off his forehead, and turned in their direction. The jabbing inside her only intensified.
“He’s coming over here,” Destinee whispered.
Blood rushed through Joanie so rapidly she worried she’d fall over where she stood. Instead, she shook her arms and rolled her shoulders as if getting ready to go into battle. Whatever was going on inside her, she could put a stop to it. She’d seen plenty of good-looking men in her years. She’d even slept with a few of them. There was no reason this particular one was going to get to her.
“He probably wants a cupcake,” she stated. “Let’s meet him outside since they’re all in the van.”
Joanie pushed open the door as he reached the sidewalk, and couldn’t help but smile as they made eye contact. Dang, he was fine.
Too bad she couldn’t have just one itsy-bitsy taste to put out the fire he lit.
To learn more about Kim Law and her books, visit her website.You can also find her on Goodreads, Facebook, and Twitter.
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