This book is dedicated to the my girlies who love a book daddy.
You’re welcome
🏔️I absolutely loved this book, I laughed, I cried and threw the kindle at some point in the book. This is a standalone series, meaning you don’t have to read the first book to know what is happening but Sterling and Courtney do make their appearance in this one! Recently I have become someone who loves the outdoors more than the city living I was born into. If you aren’t a nature person this series will make you one. Who wouldn’t want to live in the mountains surrounded by beautiful nature and smoking hot men 🤣
🦊 I didn’t think I would be one for a Daddy but I’m head over heels for Luther or Rocky as most know him. Silver fox in flannel, a one night stand and a mind blowing night how could one not fall for him. Oh did I mention he is protective, sweet with the little things, could throw you over his shoulder and discipline your inner Brat. Even if that brat is your best friend’s daughter.
Kendra and her dad’s relationship made me smile throughout the book. Beginning with him making fun of her lack of dating life.
“Maybe you can lure a date over with all these new cooking skills.”
“Lure?” I snort. “I’m not trying to trick a man into dating me.”
“You could leave a trail of those ravioli we made last month down your sidewalk.” He gestures, completely serious. “Then put a bowl of sauce in the middle of your living room.”
I blink at the man on my screen. “I’d have to put a giant box over the bowl and prop it up with a stick. So when my dream man crawls across my floor with ravioli falling out of his pockets, I can kick the stick away and trap him.”
Dad gives me a blank look. “Now you’re being ridiculous.”
I crack up. “Yeah, I’m the problem.”
Honestly, how cute is this father and daughter duo. I love that they facetime to make dinner together, try new recipes and the banter is adorable. And Him asking her to move in with him after finding out her roommate has been scamming her for rent was so sweet. Hesitant at first Kendra agrees to move in with her dad in Colorado, this would be the first time they would be living together in her life. But before she moves in, losing her freedom, she decides to make a stop at the cute motel on the side of the road.
🧡One thing that really got me was Kendra, I loved that I could relate to her on some levels and on others I wish I had her confidence! Cause I would never be bold-brave enough to walk up to a steamy fcking lumber jack at the bar and give him my room key. But Kendra is bold, comfortable and confident in her own skin-curves- and knows how to use that to her advantage.
🏔️How is it that every time these two sneak out to see each other or try to make a date someone or something always gets in their way. Timing doesn’t seem to be on their side. Sneaking around with your best friend’s daughter was nowhere on Luther’s list of things do to, but after meeting Kendra there was no way he was going to stay away. Kendra hates having to keep this from the people close to them, but what if this isn’t a sure thing. What would be the point of telling everyone if this ended badly.
Chapter 125 and 156 that’s all I’m going to say
🦊Guess you’ll have to find out if Luther and Kendra will be able to make their timing work.
“I had my ovaries removed.”
Dad’s throat bobs. “When?”
“Ten years ago,” I admit, knowing it will hurt him.
Dad blinks, then whispers the next question, like he’s scared of the answer “Why?”
It was a lifetime ago.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
“They-the doctors, they found a tumor.”
Dad exhales, like the answer struck him in the chest.
We found a tumor
We need to remove it as soon as possible.
…
“Were you at your mom’s?” He sniffs.
His question hurts. I hate that he’d even think I would tell Mom but not him.
And I hate my answer just as much
But I give him the truth and shake my head “I never told her.”
“You… No one…?” His inhale is choppy
…
“My little girl had cancer, and I didn’t even know.” His words are choked. Like he’s saying it to himself.
I feel like the worst daughter ever.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper again “I…I just wanted to deal with it alone. The surgery…. It … the recovery wasn’t that bad.”
….
“Did you go by yourself”
This scene pulled so freaking hard at the heart strings, I was ugly crying. Because I would have done the same thing as Kendra, heck even now I probably would have gone through it alone. Not wanting to burden anyone or make anyone worry but I know my family would be with me without a doubt if I asked for help.
Kendra looks up at me with a smirk. “Shall I assume you’re a regular here?”
I swallow as I dip my chin “And are you new to the area or passing through?”
“The plan was to pass through.” Her eyes light with something. Something good. “But I think I might stay.”
He huffs a laugh. “I love you, Kenny. But I will never hand you a power tool ever again.”
I roll my eyes. You saw through one electrical cord, and the world will never let you forget it
She’s wearing a white tank top, and the fabric is stretched tight over her full-size tits.
I swallow
I want to face-plant into her chest
Society likes to make it seem as though men don’t like thick, curvy women, but that’s not true.
Not for me.
Not one fucking bit.
I like to watch my women bounce. Like to watch my fingers indent into soft flesh.
I like tits that can suffocate me.
Why did society make it so bigger females are looked down upon? As a woman who has been overweight all my life I believed no one would love me or look twice at me because of my weight. It took me YEARS, DECADES to finally be okay in my skin. I have lost some weight, it wasn’t intentional, I just started listening to my body for once. Not finishing my meals because I’m full, this one was hard as someone who was made to finish their dinner before being able to leave the table.
I’m growing on liking my own body with the scars and shit it has been through. Someone with a chronic pain disorder (fibromyalgia) it’s hard to move my body like I used to and exercising is always a coin toss if it will make me feel better or worse
Yeah, Baby Doll, I’ll be your Daddy.
I don’t think anyone has picked me up as an adult
Me too. Even as a child I wasn’t one that got carried around or someone would pick me up. I didn’t get piggy back rides, all the fun things you can do without an overweight child. Now I get picked up more by my husband and I freaking love it. Carry me around all day, carry me to bed
And if I’m lucky, she’ll let me have her for dessert
He chose my dad over me
It’s not only when your person picks someone over you, it could also be your parent picking someone else over you and it hurts just as much.
I’m okay now. And I need him to understand that part the most
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