Title: Stripping the Billionaire (Heirs of Damon #4)
Author: Noelle Adams
Release Date: 9/9/2014
For the last eight months, Mandy has lived across the hall from a caveman.
He won’t trim his beard, he mostly talks in grunts, and he’ll hardly emerge from his cave of an apartment. Ben might be a grumpy mess, but she kind of likes him anyway. She’s not attracted to him, of course. Not at all. Those stray feelings are merely a fluke. She’s looking for a man who has it all together, and Ben isn’t even close.
Benjamin Damon is heir to a billion-dollar corporate empire, but he has put his family and that whole lifestyle behind him. No one knows who he is now—not even his pretty princess of a neighbor who refuses to leave him alone.
When she ropes him into taking her with him to work on his mother’s historic Savannah home, he knows it’s a mistake. Mandy represents the world he’s tried so hard to escape, and he can’t let one woman strip him of the new man he’s tried to become. The more he’s with her, though, the more he wants her. Despite his best efforts, he’s falling for her hard—and dreading the day she finds out all of his lies.
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Stripping the Billionaire was a fun read though I feel envious that Ben could just give up most attempts at civilized behaviour and grooming and still find someone. If I stopped shaving I cannot image things being very romantic in my house for long but I digress. Mandy is a people person, a nurturer and patently unable to adhere to Ben’s myriad of “stay away” signals. For all of his bark Ben doesn’t really intend to bite and when he does offend Mandy he has no choice but to make it up to her by inviting her to help him fix up his mother’s Savannah home.
Of course Ben believes that he will be able to keep his true identity a secret and thus hijinx ensue. Ben and Mandy’s romance was a largely light-hearted and entertaining affair. Though I felt Ben’s reasons for walking away from a billion dollar fortune were a bit thin I did miss the first three installments in the series and therefore may not have been as well acquainted with his uncle’s despotic behaviour as I might have been. Regardless Stripping the Billionaire was a highly enjoyable read that would be perfect for an afternoon’s respite.
About Noelle Adams
Noelle hand wrote her first romance novel in a spiral-bound notebook when she was twelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. She has lived in eight different states and currently resides in Virginia, where she teaches English, reads any book she can get her hands on, and offers tribute to a very spoiled cocker spaniel.
She loves travel, art, history, and ice cream. After spending far too many years of her life in graduate school, she has decided to reorient her priorities and focus on writing contemporary romances.
The girl walked off, and Mandy stood in front of Ben, checking out his face. He looked more uptight than ever.
She wondered if he’d really liked this Deanna.
“What’s wrong?” she asked at last. “Was Deanna the one who got away?”
“No.” He frowned down on her, looking grumpy in the way she was used to.
She felt better at the expression, like he was the Ben she knew again. “Kelly seemed to think she’d want to know you were around.”
“We dated ages ago. It was nothing.”
She felt strangely conscious of his presence again—like she’d been feeling more and more, like she’d felt when she woke up on the plane and realized she was snuggled against him.
It was so strange, inexplicable. He was hardly attractive with the ungroomed beard and sloppy clothes. There was no reason to want to touch him like this, to want to see the rest of his face that was covered by the beard, to think his dark eyes were the most beautiful things she’d ever seen.
“What are you staring at, Cupcake?” he muttered, radiating more tension than ever.
And she was even drawn to his tension. What the hell was happening to her?
She wanted a good-looking, well-dressed man who had things together and was ready to be a husband.
None of that was Ben.
To hide her response, she gave him a teasing grin. “Nothing. I’m just wondering if you’re hiding some sort of lost love behind all your grumpy muttering.”
“I’m not hiding any sort of love.” He was frowning, gruff, covered with hair. It was ridiculous that she was attracted to him.
Before she knew what she was doing, she stretched up to press a kiss just on the side of his mouth. His beard was scratchy under her lips but not unpleasant.
She wanted to kiss him again.
She felt his body tighten even more, and his arms jerked strangely.
She stepped back, flushing and horribly embarrassed.
God, she was an idiot. She’d made him uncomfortable, since their friendship had never allowed any sort of kissing.
“What was that for?” he demanded, his eyes searching her face strangely, like he might have suspected she was feeling in ways that were very inappropriate.
The last thing she wanted to do was get in the way of their friendship—one that meant a lot more to her than she’d realized until recently—with some stray, irrational lusts that could never turn into something serious.
So she managed a light grin and said, “That was because you’re pretty cute for a Neanderthal.”
He grumbled under his breath as he walked around the side of the house to look at the windows Kelly had mentioned, but his expression had returned to normal.
He must be satisfied that she was feeling nothing but normal friendliness toward him.
And that was the way it had to stay.