Boy Toy
( Man Hands #3)
A brand new romantic comedy from your favorite snort-laughing duo!
Liam
The moment Sadie Matthews walks through the daycare center door, I feel my world tilt in her direction. Again. I fell for her when I was fourteen, and I'm still not over her. Problem: she still thinks of me as a teen she used to babysit. But I've learned a few things about pleasing a woman in the last fifteen years. I can't wait to show her how good it could be. I need to move quickly before I lose her again. This is more than a game to me, but I still plan to win.
Sadie
I've just survived the worst year of my life. As a single mom of twin toddlers, I don't have time for a man. I barely have time to finish a thought. Who knew that Liam McAllister would grow up to be so devastating? He's everything my husband was not: tall, built, and willing to have a tea party with my girls.
I can't possibly get involved with him. He's too young for me. Too handsome. But he's so persuasive...
Liam
The moment Sadie Matthews walks through the daycare center door, I feel my world tilt in her direction. Again. I fell for her when I was fourteen, and I'm still not over her. Problem: she still thinks of me as a teen she used to babysit. But I've learned a few things about pleasing a woman in the last fifteen years. I can't wait to show her how good it could be. I need to move quickly before I lose her again. This is more than a game to me, but I still plan to win.
Sadie
I've just survived the worst year of my life. As a single mom of twin toddlers, I don't have time for a man. I barely have time to finish a thought. Who knew that Liam McAllister would grow up to be so devastating? He's everything my husband was not: tall, built, and willing to have a tea party with my girls.
I can't possibly get involved with him. He's too young for me. Too handsome. But he's so persuasive...
5 Stars
Boy Toy is the third addition to the Man Hands series, co-authored by the writing duo of Tanya Eby and Sarina Bowen.
This title has everything I look for in a romance, it's not only sweet, and fun, but steamy and passionate.
This pair have an intriguing history. As a teen Sadie was Liam's baby sitter, whom he lusted and fantasised about from afar. As adults the tables have turned and Liam is caring for Sadie's children and their five year age gap seems much more surmountable.
The hero of this tale, Liam is not your typical alpha. He works with children, and from someone who works in the same field he's incredibly with them. He's not only loveable and endearing but insanely hot! What's not to love about a sweet, kind, caring, thoughtful and compassionate man! Not to mention he's several years our junior to the heroine Sadie.
Sadie is a single mother, her ex is kind of a scum bag. She's strong, capable, and intelligent, but the break down of her relationship has left her vulnerable, and feeling lacking. She's incredibly relatable, from the inadequacy and guilt she feels in having to put her children into child care, to her censure of her figure and appearance.
The chemistry between Liam and Sadie is undeniable. Their connection is passionate and steams up the page.
I loved their fun, flirtatious, witty and down right charming banter.
Overall Boy Toy is a fabulous story line, not as slap stick funny as the previous books, but more emotional. I adored Sadie and Liam and cannot wait for more of this series. I loved seeing a glimpse at the previous characters throughout this storyline, as well as intriguing new possibilities for future titles.
I messed up. Big time.
These are my thoughts as I rush into the bathroom for the world’s
fastest shower. The hot spray of water judges me as I hastily wash Liam off my
thighs.
A better mother wouldn’t let this happen. I shouldn’t have a younger
lover. If I didn’t, he wouldn’t be so deliciously appealing. I couldn’t lose my
mind, wake him up out of a sound sleep to ride him like a pony. And then
collapse beside him in peaceful, sated slumber.
Seriously, how did I let that happen?
You know how, my hormones scold me. Because
he’s the hottest thing you’ve ever tasted.
Oh yeah. That.
After showering I get dressed at top speed. Poor Liam is currently
shouldering all my parental responsibilities. Throwing on yesterday’s sundress,
I pause for a moment to pop a birth control pill, because that’s one thing I
won’t goof up.
Then I hurry downstairs.
The sight in the kitchen gives me heart palpitations. But not
because there’s flour dusting much of the countertop. Rather, it’s the hot,
shirtless guy holding my toddler and making a dump truck sound as Amy tips the
measuring spoon over a bowl.
“Yes! Well done, little miss,” he says, relieving her of the spoon. “Batter
up!” he says, easing her to the floor and catching Kate, who’s trying to climb
him like a tree.
Aren’t we all.
Liam easily rests Kate on one of his perfect arms, measures a half
teaspoon of baking powder one-handed and then hands the spoon to Kate. “Beep
beep beep,” he says, making the sound of a truck backing up. “Look out below!”
Kate dumps the spoonful into the bowl and giggles.
“Awesome. Who wants to add the milk?”
“My do it!” Amy yells.
Boy, I need another minute of alone time to compose myself. Because
I love this picture a little too much. I love Liam’s ease with my girls. I love
how calm he is at the center of toddler-induced mayhem.
It causes a little pain in my heart as I allow myself one more
comparison to my former life. The truth is I never once saw Decker elbows-deep
in kitchen chaos with a kid on one arm. Starting breakfast with twins in tow? He
was more likely to captain a NASA expedition to Mars than he was to do this
simple Saturday morning thing.
I feel like crying for no reason at all. Clearly I’m on some kind of
emotional overload. Maybe coffee will help.
Sliding into the kitchen, I go right for the coffee grounds.
“Mama!” Amy says. “Wiam making pancakes.”
“That is amazing,” I say in a wobbly voice. “What a lucky girl you
are.”
“Sorry about the mess,” he
says, casting a glance in my direction. And I know he doesn’t just mean the
flour on the counter, but the bigger mess of waking up naked in my bed.
“You know,” I say with a small sigh. “Messes shouldn’t scare me so
much. It’s going to be fine.”
Liam’s smile is so filled with relief, that I now feel like an ogre.
This man wants to make pancakes with us on Saturday morning, and I said no to
that before? I’m clearly insane.
“Which frying pan should I use?” he asks, casting an eye on the
cookware hanging from the rack over the sink.
“Oh, no. You want this.” I pull a double-burner griddle out of a
lower cabinet.
“Oooh,” he says. “Mommy has the fancy pancake griddle.”
Kate giggles. She’s gazing at Liam as if he invented fun.
And in my life, I guess he did.
Here’s the tricky thing about being a shrink—sometimes you notice
that you’re doing something that’s exactly contrary to the advice you’d give
your patients.
I’m having one of those moments right now.
If I had a single mom in my office telling me there was a lovely guy
in her life who was kind to her kids—and yet she was giving him the stiff arm?
I’d tell her: “Be kind to yourself. Don’t push away the good people in your
life, especially if you think you don’t deserve them. Let people surprise you.”
I’m such a hypocrite.
Also, I need caffeine.
Ten minutes later I’m sipping from a mug of coffee, but Liam’s is
cooling on the countertop. The man has his hands full right now as he puts
pancakes on the griddle with “help” from my daughters.
“How about a few of these?” he asks, holding up a bag of chocolate
chips. Meanwhile, Kate waves the spatula around like a ninja. “A guy needs to
make smiley faces in his pancakes sometimes.”
Good. Lord. It’s a miracle I’m not just a puddle of my former self
right now. This is some serious mommy porn I’m watching. Shirtless guy feeds toddlers before eight a.m. I walk over to the
high cabinet where I keep the ramekins. “We could make smiley faces with dried
organic currants,” I say, just to be a pain in the ass.
Liam makes a face of disgust as I take the chocolate chips from his
hand and pour some into a ramekin. “Joking! Here.”
He gives me a big, hot smile. Okay, it probably wasn’t meant to be
hot, but I feel flutters down below.
“Choc-it!” Kate yells, grabbing for the ramekin.
“Easy,” Liam says with a laugh. “That’s for my artwork. Come here
and I’ll show you.”
I set the table and pour the sippy cups of milk. And Liam manages to
serve up two smiley pancakes—one for each girl—at exactly the same moment, in
exactly the same size. This is a man who knows his way around toddlers.
“Not cut it!” Amy yells when I approach her plate with a knife. She
picks up the pancake in two hands and takes a bite right out of the side of its
face.
“Okay, right.” I back away. Forks are optional today, then. No big
deal.
Liam takes advantage of this moment of quiet to quickly pour six
more pancakes onto the griddle. He leans over his work, dotting them with
chocolate chips.
I step closer to him and put a hand on his lower back. “Thank you,”
I whisper.
“For trashing your kitchen?”
“No.” He glances at me and I give him a shy smile. “For being so
amazing all the time.”
His eyes get very warm, and I just want to stay right here in that
blue-eyed gaze as long as I can. “This might be a good time to confess that I
didn’t make smiley faces on my own pancakes.”
“No?” I look down at the griddle. Side by side, two of them have a
different design—little bullseyes in their centers. “Those are…?”
“Boobs,” he whispers. “My inner fourteen-year-old has a dirty mind.
He can’t shut it off sometimes.”
“Drink your coffee,” I whisper, handing him the mug. “Sit down. Let
me finish these for you. Or go put on a shirt because my inner fourteen-year-old has her tongue hanging out all the time,
too.”
He gives me a
wicked, wicked smile and then runs upstairs to find his shirt.
Boy Toy is the third addition to the Man Hands series, co-authored by the writing duo of Tanya Eby and Sarina Bowen.
This title has everything I look for in a romance, it's not only sweet, and fun, but steamy and passionate.
This pair have an intriguing history. As a teen Sadie was Liam's baby sitter, whom he lusted and fantasised about from afar. As adults the tables have turned and Liam is caring for Sadie's children and their five year age gap seems much more surmountable.
The hero of this tale, Liam is not your typical alpha. He works with children, and from someone who works in the same field he's incredibly with them. He's not only loveable and endearing but insanely hot! What's not to love about a sweet, kind, caring, thoughtful and compassionate man! Not to mention he's several years our junior to the heroine Sadie.
Sadie is a single mother, her ex is kind of a scum bag. She's strong, capable, and intelligent, but the break down of her relationship has left her vulnerable, and feeling lacking. She's incredibly relateable, from the inadequacy and guilt she feels in having to put her children into child care, to her censure of her figure and appearance.
The chemistry between Liam and Sadie is undeniable. Their connection is passionate and steams up the page.
I loved their fun, flirtatious, witty and down right charming banter.
Overall Boy Toy is a fabulous story line, not as slap stick funny as the previous books, but more emotional. I adored Sadie and Liam and cannot wait for more of this series. I loved seeing a glimpse at the previous characters throughout this storyline, as well as intriguing new possibilities for future titles.