? When You Least Expect It (Hope Valley 11) by Jessica Prince ? -Review & Excerpt tour
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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date January 31, 2022
The last thing Stella Ryan had time for was a man. With her family in trouble and looking to her to fix everything, romance and commitment were the furthest things from her mind. Until she ran into a man with a jawline that could cut granite and arms she wanted to lick like an ice cream cone. A man who made her forget the things that really mattered.
West Scott was one of the last bachelors standing. With all his Alpha Omega brothers settling down and popping out a bunch of kids, he had become the target for meddling women looking to fix him up. But there was one woman, in particular, he couldn’t get out of his head. The one in the killer dress with a gift for picking pockets.
When fate puts Stella in his path again, he’s determined to get to the cause of her desperation and help solve all her problems. If only the headstrong, stubborn woman would let him in. She’s trying her hardest to keep her walls up, but he’s dead set on showing her that the best things happen when you least expect it.
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REVIEW: When a new JP book hits my kindle, all I can do is my happy dance. When You Least Expect it is book eleven in the Hope Valley series. The book can be read as a standalone or in series order, the series is amazing and will only make life better if you read it.
When You Least Expect It is a romantic, suspenseful story filled with smiles, love and family. I was a little curious how JP was going to spin a tale of HEA for a con artist and a glorified lawman like West, but as always with her books, it was a great read that I loved.
Stella is under a lot of stress, her family in trouble and like always they expect her to fix it. West is the last of the single men from AO and such a perfect match for Stella. He always stands up for her and her family, and never pushes more than she can handle. Stella is funny, and kind, but she also wears her heart on her sleeve. This leads her to finding more drama than she can deal with sometimes. West is the balm she didn’t know she needed. Over protective, alpha male, but one that wants the best for her and her family. He doesn’t judge her, or let others either, their chemistry is fire and that leads to more than Stella was expecting.
I think that may be the point though, when you least expect love, it’s just around the corner waiting to take a chunk out of you.
-Happy sigh-
Finishing a JP book is bittersweet, when you first pick it up, it’s like opening presents on Christmas morning, but closing that last page is like saying goodbye to the family that came for the holidays. I loved every moment of Stella and West’s story, it was just what I needed. The Hope Valley series is one that I always come back to when I want a feel good read that warms me to the bone. Way to go Jessica Prince!
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Copy supplied for review
Reviewed by Sarah
”I was casing the place,” I lied. I hadn’t done that until later. The initial scan I’d made when I entered The Tap Room was all for him.
”Liar.”
Damn it! How did he know?
I clenched my teeth and gritted out, “I’m not lying.” If I kept this up, I was going to be struck by lightning.
”All right. Then tell me you wouldn’t want me to kiss you right now.”
God, what a presumptive asshole! So why did it suddenly feel like the heat had been cranked up in the building? “I definitely don’t want you to kiss me right now.” Didn’t I?
Those unique golden eyes glinted with something that looked almost like a dare. “Yeah?”
I tipped my chin back defiantly. “Absolutely.”
He smiled full on then, and I felt a clench low in my belly. “Then why are you leaning into me like you want to fuse our bodies together, grift?”
Why was I what? Oh holy shit! He was right. Without realizing, I’d not only leaned so close the heat was radiating off his skin and warming my own, but I’d also reached up at some point to place my palms on his hard, solid chest. Now that it had been brought to my attention, there was no way to keep from noticing how firm and round his pecs were. The man’s chest felt like it had been carved from marble, and I was dying to know what he looked like without that heather gray Henley on. I wondered if the rest of him would live up to what his chest felt like, and my lady parts were telling me it absolutely would.
Before I did something incredibly stupid, like drag the tips of my fingers down over his rippled abs so I could count how many were there, I dropped my arms and side-stepped his massive frame.
Once again, because of this man, I was leaving without everything my family needed from me. I couldn’t help but feel like a failure, and that morphed into an overwhelming feeling of desperation that fueled my anger. “Kiss me. I dare you,” I threatened. “Give me a reason to plant my knee in your balls.”
His eyes scanned my face then. “I don’t know what I like better. When you’re spouting ridiculous things, or when you’re all worked up and mad like this.”
I had to get out of here. It was still relatively early; I could find another bar and work that one so this whole night wasn’t a complete bust, but to do that, I had to escape West’s thrall.
”Too bad for you, you aren’t going to see either of them ever again.” Hitching my purse higher, I gave him a snide look and finished with, “Hope to never see you around, Weston.” Then I turned and started for the exit I’d spotted at the end of the hall, silently praying it would lead me right out into the parking lot.
The heavy metal door closed on his voice calling out, “It’s West. And something tells me this isn’t the last time we cross paths.”
Born and raised around Houston Texas, Jessica spent most of her life complaining about the heat, humidity, and all around pain in the ass weather. It was only as an adult that she quickly realized the cost of living in Houston made up for not being able to breathe when she stepped outside. That’s why God created central air, after all.
Jessica is the mother of a perfect little boy–she refuses to accept that he inherited her attitude and sarcastic nature no matter what her husband says.
In addition to being a wife and mom, she’s also a wino, a coffee addict, and an avid lover of all types of books–romances still being her all time favs. Her husband likes to claim that reading is her obsession but she just says it’s a passion…there’s a difference. Not that she’d expect a boy to understand.
Jessica has been writing since she was a little girl, but thankfully grew out of drawing her own pictures for her stories before ever publishing her first book. Because an artist she is not.
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