Baby Maker by P. Dangelico
Publication Date: February 20th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Stella Donovan’s biological clock is a ticking time bomb.
The successful financial manager has spent her adult life building a career and neglecting her personal life. Problem is, she doesn’t believe in marriage. Not after watching her mother be treated like garbage by her father. Nope, marriage is not for her. All she wants is a baby. All she needs is a man to agree to her terms.
Dane Wylder, recently retired NFL tight end and future Hall of Famer, wants a baby.
Naturally, marriage is off the table. He’s not the marrying type. Women are great––as long as they’re trying to get into his bed and not his heart. But after years of living only for himself, he’s ready to be a father.
Sparks fly when a successful financial manager and a legendary football player enter into a legal agreement to have a kid together. They planned on everything––they just didn’t plan on each other.
Five ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ stars from Ari
Oh my goodness this book was freaking adorable! It was hilarious, super sweet and such a good slow burn. I’m not a huge fan of slow burns, but The Baby Maker got it just right!
Stella and Dane both want a baby. The issue is that neither one of them want the relationship that tends to go with a baby, let alone marriage. So when they learn about a co-parenting contract they agree to conceive via IVF. No messy feelings, no hassle. What could go wrong? They finally do conceive, but despite their efforts, the more they get to know one another their attraction begins to win out over their resistance.
This book was just so good. It’s Thank was fun and sexy and the slow burn was so satisfying! The banter between Dane and Stella was amazing and had me laughing out loud at some of the kings hat flew out of Danes mouth.
If you’re searching for a laugh-out-loud funny and sweet, slow burn novel then look no further than Baby Maker! P. Dangelico knows how to write fantastic characters who are funny and sexy and a story that will leave a smile on your face. Five stars.
Grabbing the pot of freshly brewed coffee from the coffee maker, he stares into the pot then drinks from it. I don’t bother to tell him it’s decaf. Throat working as he swallows, he holds up his index finger.
I’ve got a finger for him, the middle one.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you but I’ve had enough.” He continues drinking. “And word of caution, if you come back to New York and continue to treat me like I’m cattle, a possession, you will damage this friendship beyond repair.”
He places the pot down, his eyes downcast as he leans on the counter for support. “I’m sorry…I was a real asshole last night and––”
“Last night?!” I shout. “How about for the past week.”
“Well you’re not helpin’ the situation!” he shouts back, his eyes sparking, then winces again.
My jaw hangs in disbelief. He can’t be serious. Is he really blaming me?
“The hell are you talking about? You’re blaming me? Me?! You’ve been unbearable––when you’ve been around, that is. Usually you’re running in the opposite direction. But somehow in your twisted little male peanut sized brain, it’s my fault?!”
“Yes, goddamit! Dancin’––smilin’ at that fucking cowboy!” His hand slashes through the air as if he’s indicating to someone in the corner. The veins near his temple pop up. Eyes impossibly wide, he advances on me, stopping a mere foot away. “You never smile at me like that!”
Huh? “What does that have to do with anything?!”
“Because I’m jealous! Okay! And you’ve made it very clear you’re not attracted to me but all I can think about is this!”
He’s on me before I can blink, arms crushing me to him, kissing me like I hold the last breath of air on the planet and he means to steal it.
A beat later he stops. His lips against mine he murmurs, “Kiss me back…please kiss me back.”
Meet P. Dangelico:
Dangelico loves romance in all forms, cuddly creatures (four legged and two), really bloody sexy pulp, the NY Jets (although she’s reconsidering after this season), and to while away the day at the barn (apparently she does her best thinking shoveling horse crap). What she’s not enamored with is referring to herself in the third person and social media so don’t expect her to get on Twitter anytime soon. Oh, and although she was born in Italy, she’s been Jersey Strong since she turned six.
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