Review: The Billionaire Next Door


Can’t Buy Me Love

It’s Tag Crane’s job to be the life of the party. Traveling from one exotic locale to another is just part of running the luxurious Crane Hotel empire. But even paradise isn’t perfect. Devising a new business strategy is keeping Tag up at night-and so is the Great Dane barking at all hours in the apartment below his. To muzzle the problem, Tag charges downstairs . . . right into the most beautiful, blond distraction he’s ever seen.

Dog-sitting by day, bartending by night. It’s not exactly the life Rachel Foster dreamed of. But when Tag Crane rushes in, all mountain-man shoulders and obscenely sexy smile, needing her help for the Crane Hotels, it’s a fantasy come true. What’s the harm in a fun no-strings fling? Only a fool would give her heart to a billionaire player like Tag-until suddenly the one man who can’t be caught is the one flirting with forever . . .

Rating: 5-stars


The Billionaire Next Door by Jessica Lemmon is the sexiest romance I’ve read. Twinges with a sweetness that squeezes my heart. Rachel Foster just ended her two-year relationship. Her ex was a complete arse. He told her she wasn’t good enough and then he took her designs to use for himself. What a total jerk! Now, Rachel left the company and works at a bar. There she stumbles upon an older gentleman who gives her just what she needs. Hope. As a dog sitter by day and bar tender at night, Rachel can save up for her own place. That’s when fate knocks her for a loop. Sexy as sin neighbor…a billionaire to be exact. He owns the hotel she’s staying at…one moment of seeing each other is not enough. Tag Crane wants to know who she is, and he wants her in his bed. Something about Rachel brings the Tarzan in him. I laughed and fell in love with the characters. Their story was hot, fun, and believable. Jessica Lemmon did a superb job in creating an exciting contemporary romance. I was hooked. Overall, I would recommend this novel to all. 

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