Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Stripping the Billionaire Release Day (Review+Excerpt)



I love novels about billionaires because they're so controlling and sexy! Anyways, I was really looking forward to reading this novel. I'm going to honest, I liked it but I didn't love it. It was an okay read for me and just that. I'll break it down for you. 

I loved Ben. He was a big time Neanderthal. He hides behind his gruff appearance but he's such a sweetie underneath all of it. He messes up throughout but makes up for all his mistakes one way or the other. Ben was an enjoyable character to read about. 

Mandy was another story. She was a bit naive for my taste. In the beginning she was helping Ben, her neighbor, for no apparent reason. I thought this was a bit weird. She seemed to nice but I didn't really believe she was genuine. She's very clingy for my liking. I tried to like her, but I just couldn't find something that attracted me to her like other characters do. 

Ben and Mandy are cute together. They start out as friends and it obviously turns into something way more. The plot itself was a bit rushed and this was not a necessarily a bad thing for me. I liked some events were not elongated. 

Overall, this novel is an okay, quick read for all of y'all that like books about billionaires. This is not the most tradition billionaire novel but it has the important elements that make it interesting. Enjoy! 


The girl walked off, and Mandy stood in front of Ben, checking out his face. He looked more uptight than ever.
She wondered if he’d really liked this Deanna.
“What’s wrong?” she asked at last. “Was Deanna the one who got away?”
“No.” He frowned down on her, looking grumpy in the way she was used to.
She felt better at the expression, like he was the Ben she knew again. “Kelly seemed to think she’d want to know you were around.”
“We dated ages ago. It was nothing.”
She felt strangely conscious of his presence again—like she’d been feeling more and more, like she’d felt when she woke up on the plane and realized she was snuggled against him.
It was so strange, inexplicable. He was hardly attractive with the ungroomed beard and sloppy clothes. There was no reason to want to touch him like this, to want to see the rest of his face that was covered by the beard, to think his dark eyes were the most beautiful things she’d ever seen.
“What are you staring at, Cupcake?” he muttered, radiating more tension than ever.
And she was even drawn to his tension. What the hell was happening to her?
She wanted a good-looking, well-dressed man who had things together and was ready to be a husband.
None of that was Ben.
To hide her response, she gave him a teasing grin. “Nothing. I’m just wondering if you’re hiding some sort of lost love behind all your grumpy muttering.”
“I’m not hiding any sort of love.” He was frowning, gruff, covered with hair. It was ridiculous that she was attracted to him.
Before she knew what she was doing, she stretched up to press a kiss just on the side of his mouth. His beard was scratchy under her lips but not unpleasant.
She wanted to kiss him again.
She felt his body tighten even more, and his arms jerked strangely.
She stepped back, flushing and horribly embarrassed.
God, she was an idiot. She’d made him uncomfortable, since their friendship had never allowed any sort of kissing.
“What was that for?” he demanded, his eyes searching her face strangely, like he might have suspected she was feeling in ways that were very inappropriate.
The last thing she wanted to do was get in the way of their friendship—one that meant a lot more to her than she’d realized until recently—with some stray, irrational lusts that could never turn into something serious.
So she managed a light grin and said, “That was because you’re pretty cute for a Neanderthal.”
He grumbled under his breath as he walked around the side of the house to look at the windows Kelly had mentioned, but his expression had returned to normal.
He must be satisfied that she was feeling nothing but normal friendliness toward him.
And that was the way it had to stay.



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