Cocky Chef by J.D. Hawkins

Cocky Chef by JD Hawkins

Release Date: July 31st

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Designer: Letitia Hasser from RBA Designs

Model: Christian Hogue



You can call me arrogant as much as you want. But when you're the best at what you do and have the hottest restaurant on the west coast, with enough Michelin stars to make Gordon Ramsay's head spin, you've earned the right to your confidence.

When I give an instruction in the kitchen, it's not a suggestion--it's an order. So when a new chef thinks she can do things her way, and dares to say so to my face, even her sharp wit and gorgeous pouty lips don't make it okay.

But I have to admit, she's got talent. She's creative in the kitchen and not even that double-breasted chef jacket can hide her perfect body. As I get to know her, I can't help wanting to know everything she thinks. I've never met a more talented chef. And I've never met a sassier and sexier woman in my life.

There's only one way this push and pull can end.

With her in my bed, begging for more.

Cocky ChefCocky Chef by J.D. Hawkins
Chantal's rating: 5 of 5 iScream Cones

J.D. has left me speechless! This book was awesome!! I loved everything about it. He wrote a book about two chefs and where that industry could take them. It's told in a dual POV and I personally liked seeing both sides.

Cole is a well accomplished chef and restaurant owner. He worked hard to get where he is and plans to only move up. He comes off as extremely cocky and better than everyone, but beneath it all there is a reason. He doesn't trust very easily and it requires a lot for him to lose his temper.

Willow is a chef trying to make something for herself out in L.A.. After being burned (not literally), and the restaurant of dreams tanked, she was starting to lose hope. Willow has a huge heart, a great personality, and is not afraid to stand up to anyone.

Cole and Willow meet at his restaurant. He had been traveling back from Las Vegas and sat down to eat. He noticed something was off on the potatoes, had the server ask the chef who prepared them to come out. Willow came out, head held high and dished out to this customer that there was nothing wrong with them. After her rant, she discovers that it's her boss, Cole, and she leaves thinking she got fired. Cole accepts her apology the next day, but there is a definite spark happening between them. Willow shows Cole how well she am actually cook after some drinks and getting to know one another better. Well that only made their relationship intensify even more.

Does Willow stay and work for Cole? Can Cole convince her that he isn't a playboy? What happens to drive them apart?

This book was incredibly well written! I am married to a chef and I understood all the cooking talk. It was a perfect romance story. Cole and Willow prove that in the same industry, a couple can work and very well might I add.

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She lets out a sigh of relief, but my cock hears something different in her gasping exhale. I bring my thumb slowly to a speck at the side of her mouth, fingers resting on the round perfection of her jawline. She stills under my touch and catches my gaze, time slowing with the deliberateness of my movements.

I brush the speck, but don’t pull away. Instead, I bring my thumb back across those ever-pouted lips, tracing their dip and fullness, letting her feel the texture of hands rough and scarred from a lifetime in kitchens, our eyes locked together in a moment of anticipation, emotions raging like an angry sea against the dam of the distance between us.

Her lips part slightly, I feel her shortening breath on my hand, and I push my thumb between those juicy, perfect lips, fingers pressing against the base of her ear. Her gentle gasp breaks the silence, before she closes those soft lips around my thumb, the sight of them pressing against my skin making my cock full against my pants. Her teeth gently squeezing my nail, tongue flickering as I push the finger inside the hot wetness of her mouth.

My other hand already on her waist, I pull her toward me, press her lithe body up against mine. Those magnificent hips swaying and rubbing against mine, her weight shifting onto me, breasts heaving, nipples so hard now I can feel them through that sweater dress.

“You’re fucking incredible,” I growl. Prelude to pulling her toward me, my finger in her mouth still, angling her head so I can taste the tenderness of her neck, run my sensitive tastebuds down the taut muscles, follow the path that leads me to the front of her chest. Quiet moans getting louder as I run my tongue down the softness of her cleavage, her dress my enemy now as I pull it down and bury my teeth in her breasts.

“Oh God…” she moans. “Cole…”


JD Hawkins writes erotic romance with modern-classic alpha males and strong, independant women. He currently lives with his wife in Los Angeles, CA. He loves to travel and has lived in many places, including New York City, India and Thailand. When he isn't writing, JD enjoys surfing, training in Mixed Martial Arts, reading and taking naps. He's always loved making up stories, especially ones inspired by real life.

       

       

 

 

 

 

 

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