Published by Forever Yours on July 5th, 2016
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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TEMPTATION NEVER TASTED SO SWEET...
When life hands lemons to Beth Beverley, she makes mouthwatering lemon squares. Mostly because they're coveted by the sexy single dad who owns Belmont's most popular coffee shop. But that's where her crush on Griffin has to end. Her sweet treats are selling like crazy cakes in his shop, and she doesn't mix business with pleasure. Too bad his sinful smile has her flirting with the idea of forever.
Griffin Hall definitely needs to keep his eyes--and his hands--off Beth. Since he's traded in late-night gigs and partying for bedtime stories with his little girl in his arms, he doesn't have time for anything else. So why does Beth's big heart and easy way with his daughter make him finally feel alive again? But there's a little secret Beth doesn't know, something he can't bear to tell her . . .
We met Beth Beverly in The Wedding Date as KateÔÇÖs BFF. ┬áShe provides Kate with much needed push to take a few chances. The dynamic of their friendship is enviable and levels out each others crazy. ┬áIts nice when two friends support each other mutually but offer up a balance to their personality. ┬áIÔÇÖm so glad she has her own story now and hers includes a sexy single father named Griffin.
Beth is one of those sweet heroines who simply doesnÔÇÖt give herself enough credit. ┬áThe Family Man picks up as Beth is ramping up her new enterprise, baking muffins & sweets treats that she sells to local businesses. ┬áHeÔÇÖs also incredibly relationship shy as sheÔÇÖs saddled with the misconception that she doesnÔÇÖt have what it takes to be in a relationship, to be responsible for anyone. ┬á┬áItÔÇÖs hard to feel anything but sympathy for Beth as sheÔÇÖs tested in some pretty typical circumstances but finds herself feeling like she falls short, like sheÔÇÖs too scattered. But she does retain her optimistic nature and thatÔÇÖs what gets her through.
In Griffin Eadon creates a romantic yet practical man. Griffin is a family man by accident but he embraced his reality and stepped up. His relationship with his 5 year old daughter Mabel is endearing. ┬á┬áHe takes a shot at navigating his status as a single father with getting back out in the dating world, but only because Beth has managed to attract his attention by making him feel something akin to a sugar rush. ┬áHe too faces self-doubt, doubts that he can manage his business, being a father and falling for Beth all at the same time. Although he seeÔÇÖs how perfect she is in their lives, Griffin makes his fair share of mistakes as he tries very hard to push his interest in Beth to the side.
ThereÔÇÖs not a ton of angst, there is just enough drama to create some contention. ┬áThe story is a good balance of sweet, sexy and sad, okay so maybe it has a bit more sweet to it. ┬áEadon writes fabulous dialogue, with banter that reflects the often flirty undertones of Beth and Griffins interactions. We also get to see more of Ryan and IÔÇÖm hoping heÔÇÖll get his very own story. ┬áThe Family Man is yet another fabulous contemporary romance read for the summer. ItÔÇÖs a feel good story about taking chances and following your instincts, and your taste buds.┬á 4 Stars and recommendation!
~Review by Cyndi
He lifted a few containers out of a picnic basket and opened them on the blanket. “But you remind me of this town in Italy. I know that seems like a weird thing to say, that you remind me of a town. But itÔÇÖs full of all these paths that take you to completely unexpected places. Everywhere you turn, someone is trying to feed you. Everyone smiles all the time, and they have a little street theater with puppets that the kids gather around to watch.”
He lifted his eyes to her and grinned. “If you were a place, Beth, you would be this place. We played a concert in a city nearby, but we had a day off and I explored the town by myself. The whole time I kept thinking how great it would be to share it with someone. The other night it came to me: I had to have lunch with you in Urbino.”
Her breath caught. Wow.
He gestured to the food heÔÇÖd laid out on the blanket. Olives, figs, cheese, bread, dried fruit. Her mouth watered just looking at it. “So here you go. Lunch in Urbino.”
Her eyes stung and she blinked hard. This could not be happening. This could not be real.
The corners of his mouth dropped and his eyebrows furrowed. “Do you like it?” He dropped his gaze to his lap, where his hands fidgeted. “Is it too much?”
She threw herself at him, covering his face with kisses, not caring if she knocked anything over. “ItÔÇÖs the most incredible thing anyone has ever done for me.”
His fingers closed around her waist and he tugged her into his lap. He pressed his mouth to hers and used the tip of his tongue to trace the seam of her lips.
A high-pitched whistle pierced the air. She raised her head and found a group of teenage boys giving them the thumbs-up.
Her face heated and she crawled back to her spot on the other side of the blanket.
She reached for the container of olives and spooned a few onto her plate. “I feel like I should warn you that dessert is entirely off-theme.”
He raised an eyebrow and popped a fig into his mouth. “Oh yeah?”
She nodded. “Oh yeah.”
Then she reached for the plastic bag in her purse and plopped it onto the blanket, so that one of the cookies was faceup inside the package.
He leaned toward it, his eyes narrowing. “What kind of cookie is that?”
SheÔÇÖd iced them pink and then used magenta piping to create little curlicues. “Pig butt.”
His gaze jerked to hers and he blinked a few times. “A pig butt cookie?”
The tickle in her throat became too much, she burst into giggles. “Just the decoration, not the flavoring. I found them on Pinterest. Nailed it, right?”
He threw his head back and laughed. “Yup. You nailed it. That is most definitely a pigÔÇÖs ass. Martha Stewart, the person not the van, would be impressed.”
With a giggle, she tipped her head back to let the sunshine warm her face.
It was as near to perfect as a date could be.