Tuesday, 27 December 2016

New Release Spotlight & Review: Bad Boys After Dark: Dylan by Melissa Foster

Bad Boys After Dark: Dylan
Bad Billionaires After Dark #2
By: Melissa Foster
Releasing December 21, 2016
World Literary Press

Bad Billionaires After Dark 

Sinfully sexy bar owner Dylan Bad has a thing for needy women. He’s a savior, a knight in shining armor, and his mighty talented sword has no trouble bringing damsels in distress to their knees. Enter Tiffany Winters, a gorgeous cutthroat sports agent who looks like sex on legs, fucks like she’s passion personified, and wouldn’t let a man help her if she was hanging onto a ledge and he was her only hope. One night and too much tequila might change their lives forever. The question is, will either one survive?

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With a scorching hot introduction, Dylan is a sexy boy with a heart of gold in this second book in the Bad Billionaires After Dark series.

Dylan Bad has always loved saving a damsel in distress but when he sees Tiffany Winters; an independent, strong woman, he sees her as a challenge like none other. Through his friends and brother Mick, he is aware of her reputation as a sports agent, so determined to make her one time only hook-up the beginning of something more long lasting. However, he didn't expect to compete with a mobile phone for attention.

Tiffany Winters is so busy transferring her business from Los Angeles to New York, she doesn't have time for relationships. When she spots Dylan in a bar, she sees him as a quick hook-up because her clients have come to expect her to be available to them 24/7. Unfortunately, a one time only liaison isn't enough.

Both the protagonists have issues with abandonment giving them a common link. Their circumstances are very different but no less tragic and heartbreaking for them both to deal and come to terms with. For sexy, compassionate and caring Dylan he has to pull out all the stops to persuade Tiffany to find the time to spend with him, as she's torn between feelings for a man she didn't know existed and a commitment to her career. As I've come to expect from this writer, all conflicts and relationship hiccups are dealt within a thoughtful and mature manner. The protagonists are supported by a plethora of characters that have either featured in previous novels by the author or likely to have their own story soon. An ever present strong family and friends link give all books a familiar feel-good factor even though they are standalone novels.

Overall another exceptionally well-written novel with relatable and likeable protagonists. Unlike the many of the author's other novels, this series indulges in erotic romance with an enticing narrative. This creates a well-balanced plot laced with hot and steamy sexy times keeping the pages turning.

4.5 Stars

***arc generously received courtesy of the publisher World Literary Press***
With her phone pressed to her ear, Tiffany Winters ducked out of the rain and into the Kiss, an eclectic Manhattan bar, to return calls and take care of a mountain of text messages that had piled up during her dinner meeting. She listened to her client’s wife explain why she didn’t want her husband traveling too often to endorse a hotel chain Tiffany was planning on pitching to him next week. Her client had already nixed any mention of his family in the advertisements, and reducing his travel would make it an even harder sell.
I hear your concern, Allison,” she said as she sat on a barstool. “If you and Matt decide this isn’t the right thing for your family, we’ll turn our efforts in another direction.” As a sports agent, dealing with significant others was part of the job, a part Tiffany enjoyed and other agents rued. Sure, some wives assumed their husband’s success granted them the power to be overly demanding. Ass kissing was part of the game. Sometimes she wished she could give the meeker wives lessons in how to be tough. Teach them to have balls as big as their husbands’ and come right out and say what they meant instead of beating around the bush with bullshit hypotheticals. She reminded herself often that not every woman grew up in a testosterone-laden house with two competitive older brothers and a father who won the Heisman in college and went on to play pro sports—a house where mincing words didn’t cut the mustard.
You missed the wedding.”
The deep male voice drew Tiffany’s attention from her phone call to the fine specimen of a man standing behind the bar. He looked like he’d just stepped off a Hot Guys in Suits Pinterest page. His tie hung loosely around the collar of his white dress shirt, which was open three buttons deep, revealing a smattering of dark chest hair, a rarity nowadays, when so many men manscaped every inch of their bodies. Tiffany preferred a man to look like a man, which included hair in all the right places. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, exposing heavily corded forearms, and his jacket hung casually from two fingers over his left shoulder. Her fingers itched to send the last few buttons—and that jacket—flying to the floor. The guy’s chiseled jaw and dark eyes were movie-star classic, and his dark hair was thick enough to hang on to. She’d had a long, hard day, and he looked like he could provide a long, hard, pleasure-filled night.
Holding his gaze, she spoke into the phone as he laid his jacket across the bar, giving her the impression he wasn’t the bartender, but rather a guest who’d happened to wander back there. “Allison, I’ll see what else I can come up with and get back to you. Right. Okay, hon. Thank you.” After ending the call, she responded to the stud behind the bar. “Wedding? Who gets married at a bar?”
My brother, for one.” He nodded across the room to a group of men and women who were holding their glasses up in a toast.
She zeroed in on one she recognized as her tall, dark colleague. “Mick Bad is married?” The high-powered attorney was a workaholic like her, and he’d been unattached two months earlier, when they’d worked together on a deal for one of her clients. She’d never understand couples who claimed to fall in love practically overnight. Love was a crutch for weak people who needed someone else to lean on. Except Mick Bad had never needed anyone to lean on. She wondered if his new bride was pregnant. 
The one and only.” Hot guy’s eyes took a long, luxurious stroll down her body, lingered on her breasts, then roamed north, hovering around her mouth, before finally meeting her gaze. He flashed a wolfish grin full of sinful promises.
Dylan Bad at your service.”
Pushing thoughts of her newly married colleague’s expedient nuptials aside, she focused on his very available brother. A definite player, which was fine with her. She had no time—or interest—in anything but a quick hookup, and the six-two or -three stud had already shot to the top of tonight’s fantasy list. 
What’s your pleasure?” he asked with more than a hint of innuendo. 
You. Naked, with your head buried between my legs, to start.
Surprise me.” She watched him turn to prepare her drink and checked out the way his dark slacks hugged his perfect ass. It had been a long time since she’d found a man this attractive. But Mick Bad’s brother? That spelled trouble.
Melissa Foster is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance, new adult romance, and women's fiction with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last page. Melissa's emotional journeys are lovingly erotic, perfect beach reads, and always family oriented. 

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