I loved everything about this book! The Shopping series by Julia Kent never gets old. Declan and Shannon’s life take a Topsy turvy. I have started reading a few Holiday books. They have all been great and I keep raving on how great they and really they are. But something about Shopping for a Baby’s First Christmas makes me feel like it is already Christmas. You will have a lot of laughter and feel good moments. Declan is still Declan so you know you will get the hot and heated moments. It is so much funner with a house full of family!
house and wake up on Christmas morning together.
intrigued by the idea of claiming his territory by suggesting we have sex in my
whimper when I have to say no.
look like the picked-over clearance rack at Target on December 26. You know
those crazy people on Etsy who make felted gnomes out of belly button lint and
use … a certain kind of hair… to make thatched roofs on little decorative elf
than a fifty-something grandmother determined to create holiday memories.
say, shaking the shirt free of cat hair. “Sounds like someone’s getting ready
for carols.” A few piano notes drift up the stairs.
already here,” Dec replies as he sets Ellie down on hands and knees. She
promptly crawls over to the trash can, which is, thankfully, empty.
Carols. Christmas carols.”
arms up in the sleeves, about to pull the shirt over his head. Ah, what a pose.
The fire downstairs isn’t the only thing heating up in this house right now.
knocks the trash can over and claps for herself, looking at us as if to say, See what I did? Give me my gold medal.
over, Declan finishes pulling on his shirt. I burst into laughter at the vision
of my husband in horizontal green and white stripes, green piping around the
neck and cuffs of his pjs. I’m in red and white, and so is Ellie, with a big
white snowflake on her butt.
like a piece of hard candy.”
hand and puts it on his crotch. “I could give you something to lick.”
in front of the baby!”
writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult
rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she
writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for
a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a
men’s room toilet (and he isn’t a billionaire). She lives in New England with
her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever,