My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Before I even opened The Knocked Up Plan, I’d like to attest that I think I got knocked up from this cover because PANTY … MELTING … HOT. I was DONE!!! Could a cover make me pregnant?!? Leather, six-pack abs, hand on the belt buckle, and smoldering look…hmm…maybe. I think I did feel some flutters down there from The Knocked Up Plan. I seriously considered 5-staring this story from the thigh-clenching cover alone. Who was I kidding?!? A Lauren Blakely rom-com is a GUARANTEED 5-STAR DELIGHT.
If I wasn’t already knocked up by the ovary-combusting cover, the The Knocked Up Plan SYNOPSIS sank the deal. This buyer didn’t need the full sales pitch…ALREADY SOLD!!!
There are three little words most guys don’t want to hear on the first date. Not those…I mean these…”knock me up.”
Knock me up?!? Oh hell yes…please do!!! I had to pretend I was the heroine because I was claiming Hot Cover Boy as MINE. Oh this gal wants a baby daddy. If it’s Hot Cover Boy with his hot name of Ryder, then color me green with envy because I would jump into this book and volunteer as a tribute.
There are four words every guy wants to hear on the first date—”your place or mine.”
Mine…ALL MINE. Did I say MINE enough?!? I’m claiming Hot Cover Boy as mine before I even read his story.
This woman. She’s going to be so fun to play like a violin.
Did Ryder say PLAY?!? Oh yes can this hot alpha with his piercing blue eyes, dark hair, tall, and muscular body can play. He plays HARD and FAST.
The chemistry between Ryder and Nicole is COMBUSTIBLE!!! They are magic together. I admit…I was a bit jealous.
I will say this about Ryder Lockhart: he has a world-class tongue. He’s a champion with his mouth, and he treats me like a dessert.
Ryder started out as Hot Cover Boy because I may or may not have eye-stalked the cover long and hard before diving into this delicious story. Then he was Involuntary Thigh-Clenching Co-worker. Finally he was…don’t want to give the spoilers…HEART-THUMPING PERFECTION!!! I ADORED this alpha with an enormous heart!
Ryder BURNS those panties right off. Just forget wearing any. He is a pleaser, and his DELIVERY is ON POINT. ACCESS ACCEPTED.
This man is obsessed with my pleasure. It’s his drug, his addiction, and I want to give him his fix. I want the fix too.
As much as Ryder has mad skills delivering the HEAT, he is so attentive and SWEET. I MELTED into a puddle of goo because SWEETNESS.
He drops a kiss to my forehead. Tingles spread everywhere—all over my body, to the tips of my toes and the ends of my hair.
“Do that again,” I command as the world falls away and all I feel are his lips, his tenderness, and his warmth.
“As you wish.”
Ryder is the ultimate Prince Charming who is PURE PERFECTION.
In one of her hottest and heartwarming books ever, Lauren Blakely blasts the both the heat and heart in The Knocked Up Plan. I cried ALL THE HAPPY TEARS. The Knocked Up Plan knocked so much sizzle and sweetness into me that I was both SMOLDERING and SWOONING! I was ENAMORED with every ounce of this story. So much LOVE!!!
The Knocked Up Plan is a FRESH, FUN, and FEEL-GOOD FAIRYTALE of a love story where you can’t help but float all the way to Cloud Nine!!! I. Can’t. Stop. Floating!!! Prepare to be WOWED as you bask in the Lauren Blakely magic! Laugh-out-loud, heart-stopping sexy, and swoon-worthy, The Knocked Up Plan is the perfect punch to the heart.
💋💋💋💋💋 fire-hot and float-on-clouds kisses
There are three little words most guys don’t want to hear on the first date. Not those…I mean these… “knock me up.”
This single gal has had enough of the games, the BS and the endless chase. I know what I want most, and it’s not true love. It’s a bun in the oven, and I’m not afraid to hit up my sex-on-a-stick co-worker to do the job. Ryder is gorgeous, witty and charming — and he’s also a notorious commitment-phobe. That makes him the perfect candidate to make a deposit in the bank of me.
I won’t fall for him, he won’t fall for me, and there’s no way baby will make three.
There are four words every guy wants to hear on the first date — “your place or mine?”
When my hot-as-sin co-worker makes me a no-strings-attached offer that involves her place, my place, any place — as well as any position — I can’t refuse. Besides, I’ve got my own reasons to take her up on her deal even with her one BIG condition.
There’s no way I’ll want more from one woman than any position, any where, any night? Except . . . what if I do?
Yanking open the door, I head inside. I stride to the small cafe where Ryder said he’d wait for me.
My chest falls. The man is known for punctuality. I scan the white bakery case and the five round iron tables, but he’s not here. When I spin around and survey the bookshelves, my heart nearly leaps from my chest.
He’s in the . . .
Oh my fucking God, he’s waiting for me in the . . .
I bring my hand to my mouth, and I want to run, to leap into his arms. When he sees me, his blue eyes twinkle with mischief.
I am a teapot about to whistle. I am a dog dancing before dinnertime.
He taps the shelves and holds up a book.
A pregnancy guide.
He’s ten feet from me. But I sprint anyway, and I grin like a fool. I stop two inches from him and clamp my hands on his broad shoulders. “Is that a yes?”
I tackle-hug him before he can say anything more. I knock the breath from him in an oomph as I rope my arms around his neck and crash into him.
“But I have one condition,” he says, embracing me back.
I’m crying tears of happiness, so I don’t care. “Anything. Name it.”
“You better hear it before you agree.”
The moment screeches to a halt. He’s going to want visitation rights. He’ll want lots of money. He’ll want summers, or weekends, or evenings out.
I unwrap myself from the warmth of his strong chest and swallow. “What’s your condition?”
“I thought it would be best to present it in the form of a column.”
“Top five list and everything.”
I groan inside. He has five conditions? Maybe my mother was right. Maybe asking for baby-mix from someone you know is a big mistake. Anonymous donors request nothing but greenbacks.
I steel myself as he fishes in the back pocket of his jeans. The paper is square, folded in quarters. He hands it to me. “Open it.”
I unfold it then read the headline out loud. “‘Top Five Positions for Getting a Woman Pregnant’?”
I blink and stare at him. The cogs turn slowly in my brain. I part my lips to speak.
He raises a hand to silence me. “Hear me out. You explained how it worked. The room, the cup, the magazines, the videos. The whacking off in a fucking public place. The cost. But most of all . . . the wait.
You’d have to wait for an appointment for me, for the testing, for the jerking off, then for your special date with the turkey baster.” He cups my cheek. His hand is big and warm. “What if we did it the
✦Kindle US ➜ http://amzn.to/2s3zzvi
✦Kindle UK ➜ http://amzn.to/2tGZcTW
✦Kindle CA ➜ http://amzn.to/2rxQZ3E
✦Kindle AU ➜ http://amzn.to/2sMVWKw
✦iBooks ➜ http://apple.co/2pD92EO
✦Barnes & Noble ➜ http://bit.ly/2q7dYo6
✦Kobo ➜ http://bit.ly/2q6a4Mt
✦Google Play ➜ http://bit.ly/2pD9MtA
✦Amazon PB ➜ http://amzn.to/2tX8kUx
A #1 New York Times Bestselling author, Lauren Blakely is known for her contemporary romance style that’s hot, sweet and sexy. She lives in California with her family and has plotted entire novels while walking her dogs. With fourteen New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than eighty times, and she’s sold more than 2 million books. In June she’ll release THE KNOCKED UP PLAN, a standalone contemporary romance. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter! laurenblakely.com/newsletter
Readers Group: http://www.facebook.com/groups/BBBBookPimps