Title: Zero to Sixty
Bad boy Sam + Good girl Ivy + Stray puppy = Damaged hearts learning to love again
After her last relationship bombed, Ivy Stephens is doing her best to put her life back together. She's enjoying her job, her apartment-and the cute little puppy she's seen hanging around. When she goes looking for him, she finds the stray in the arms of a big, burly, devastatingly handsome man.
Sam Hamilton is lonelier than he's ever been after his best friend's engagement. To give himself a sense of purpose, he takes in a puppy that keeps showing up around the garage where he works. The puppy has another suitor though-one who happens to be blond and beautiful.
Author: Marie Harte
Other books by this author that we've reviewed: When the Starrs Align, The Dragon's Demon, Enemy Red, Wolf Wanted
Series: Body Shop Bad Boys #3
Other books in this series that we've reviewed: Test Drive, Roadside Assistance
Published by Sourcebooks Casablanca Source: Publisher
Published: February 7, 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Romance
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Ivy has been through relationships before and she is in no hurry to find another man. Unless you’re talking about Cookie; a stray dog that has been coming around her massage therapy business that she co-owns. And maybe Sam Hamilton. The sexy mechanic that has been taking care of Scruffy aka Cookie for months. He is all sorts of bad boy that just does it for her libido. As she gets to know him more and more, she finds out there is more to Sam Hamilton than meets the eye.
I was so excited when I heard that Sam was getting the next book. My heart hurt for him as his layers started to slowly fall away. Especially in book 2, Foley’s story. He is all sorts of sexy bad boy that every girl wants. Even Ivy. However, I think that she could have let her feisty show more. She has a wild fire that spoke to Sam but it was the sweetness he was drawn too. She was a perfect combination for him but she did not see him until he opened up.
The Body Shop Bad Boys have grown on me and with every book I fall more in love. I really liked Zero to Sixty as Sam seemed more down to earth and approachable. Despite his permanent scowl, who has a delicious growl to his voice, and overall has a presence that demands to be noticed- he wasn’t a womanizer or a full-time player. Some of the writing took awhile to get used to but it did not take away from the overall story.
Miss Harte, you did amazing with Sam and Ivy please keep up with our sexy bad boys and I cannot wait for the next one!
I was gifted a copy of this novel from the JeepDiva in exchange for an honest review.
Caffeine addict, boy referee, and romance aficionado, MARIE HARTE is a confessed bibliophile and devotee of action movies. Whether hiking in Central Oregon, biking around town, or hanging at the local tea shop, she’s constantly plotting to give everyone a happily ever after. Visit www.marieharte.com and fall in love.
He stared at her as if he’d never seen a woman before. “You hit me.”
She blushed. “You told me to.”
“I didn’t think you’d really do it that hard. You gave it a whack.” He looked a bit odd. He leaned closer, staring at her, checking for something, apparently.
“What? What’s wrong? I didn’t break it, did I?” She still held his hand, and this time she turned it over, more than aware of their disparity in size.
“Nah. I’m good. But you…” He paused. “You’re not that nice or sweet, are you?”
“What did you say?” She stiffened and would have dropped his huge hand, except he curled it around hers. “Sam, I—” He lowered his head, standing so close she could feel his breath on her lips. All thought left her.
“Not so sweet at all,” he murmured.
The miniscule gap between them closed. Had he moved? Had she?
The feel of his mouth over hers stunned her. So much heat, so much electricity.
He froze and pulled back. “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”
Ivy didn’t give a damn. She yanked him back and plastered her mouth over his, needing more of that fire to burn through her, licking up the need and spreading it throughout her body.
For a split second, Sam didn’t move. Then he groaned and wrapped his arms around her back. Before she knew it, he’d lifted her in his arms and seated them on her couch. Her knees straddled his lap, while she continued to kiss him until she couldn’t breathe.
Nothing made sense but getting more of Sam. She squirmed over him, hungry for something just out of reach. His taste, his scent, the sense of such strength underneath her. So much hunger for the man made it impossible to resist when with a large hand, he squeezed her breast.
She moaned against his mouth, aware she was fast losing control. But her kiss had nothing on his. With a subtlety that impressed her, he slowly took charge of the embrace. The masterful way he kissed her, the variated pressure, the softness from such a large, ferocious man, stole her will to do anything but respond. Caged in his arms, lost to desire—hers or his, she couldn’t tell—Ivy followed his lead.