Blog Tour & Review: Making Whoopie by Erin Nicholas

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This marriage of convenience is about to get sticky.

Getting hitched for the health insurance is not Jocelyn Asher’s idea of romance.

But the hospital quote has really frosted her cookies, and suddenly, “I’m rich. We should just get married,” sounds a whole lot more swoony.

Especially when the man proposing is this gorgeous. And takes her to parties featuring champagne and petit fours. She’s a sucker for anything with bubbles or icing. And just like that she finds herself married to a near stranger.

Grant Lorre is usually allergic to spontaneity.

So why did he ask the beautiful small-town baker he had a one-night stand with to marry him? Somehow watching her lick batter off a whisk–not a euphemism–made a wedding and a little fraud seem like a sweet idea.

They’ll just play house and make some whoopie–pies, of course–for a few months and then move on with their separate lives. Until then, bring on the cream filling. And that is a euphemism.

But as things heat up even outside of the kitchen, they quickly realize there’s no recipe to follow when it comes to love.

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OMG this book is the cutest! All the feels,  but also super steamy!  Josie is adorable, and Grant…. Mmmmm Grant….. I have to say, of all the guys from the Hot Cakes series I’ve met so far, Grant is absolutely my #1 choice.  He’s hot, obviously, and tears it up between the sheets – mmm, but he’s also a feminist.  He wants to empower women – and he’s not all talk – his financial seminars helping single moms and other women who have never learned about finances made me swoon!  He doesn’t just talk about empowering women – he actually DOES something to promote women!  I LOVE him.  Plus he’s sensible, and responsible – and while the other Hot Cakes guys are awesome and SO much fun – Mister Sensible definitely does it for me!

Josie is adorable.  She’s not a little airhead, but neither is she the wholesome little girl the people of Appleby, Iowa think they know.  She’s actually a smart, confident young woman – with a very naughty side.  I loved how, after Grant freaked out a little and took off shortly after they first did the dirty on her kitchen counter, she didn’t worry about it.  She knew exactly why he left, and it wasn’t because he was done with her.  It was because he was afraid he WASN’T done with her – and that scared him.  And she LOVED that.  I love that kind of confidence in heroines.  She knows enough to know that not everything a guy does is about HER – more often than not when they do stupid things, it’s related to their own hangups. 

Grant and Josie each realize they have something to learn from the other.  Grant teaches Josie to be more independent, and to take the spotlight and embrace her talents without staying in the background all the time. And, of course, how to use a spreadsheet.  (Strip-spreadsheet lessons help with that).   And Josie teaches Grant that romance doesn’t necessarily mean either partner is weak.  That it’s okay to need each other – for things like support and encouragement and love.  Spreadsheets don’t give you hugs after a crap day at work. 

I adored Making Whoopie.  Both sweet and naughty – kind of like Josie.  A fun summer escape to indulge in! 

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No one fell in love over cheesy potatoes.

That was ridiculous. There was nothing sexy about cheesy potatoes. Or potatoes without cheese, for that matter.

But lust? Well, that was a possibility. Apparently.

Because watching Grant Lorre eat cheesy potatoes across her best friend’s mother’s dining room table was making Jocelyn Asher hot.

Of course, Maggie McCaffery’s cheesy potatoes were award-winning. Seriously. She’d taken home the purple ribbon four times from the Dubuque County Fair and twice from the Iowa State Fair. And Grant seemed to agree that they were delicious. He’d made a sexy groaning sound when he’d first taken a bite, and Josie had been mesmerized as his lips closed around the tines of his fork. Never mind how her heart rate had picked up when he’d turned the fork and licked it.

She was a mess. Purple ribbon or not, Josie was pretty sure that getting worked up over watching a man eat potatoes meant she was hard up.

She took a long drink of iced tea and tried to remember the last time she’d had sex. If she wasn’t forgetting anyone—and how sad would that be—the last time had been with Ben Davis. After Kara Davis’s, now Tibbin’s, wedding.

Last week Kara had been into Buttered Up, the bakery where Josie worked with her best friend Zoe, to order a miniature version of her wedding cake to celebrate their first anniversary.

Josie sighed. That had to explain the sexy potato thing going on across the table. It had to.

But then Grant laughed at something Aiden, his best friend and Zoe’s fiancé—yes, it was one big happy group at this table—said, and Josie felt her neglected lady parts clench. Yeah, it wasn’t the potatoes.


Kind of.

As weird as getting turned on by potatoes might be, it might have been preferable to being turned on by the man who had been coming into the bakery nearly every morning for the past two weeks, but hadn’t so much as asked her to have a cup of coffee with him.

He’d asked her if the blueberries in the muffins were locally sourced. He’d asked her if they had any gluten-free cinnamon scones. He’d asked her for a lemon slice for his cup of hot water. But that was pretty much the extent of the things he’d asked her over the course of the time they’d known each other.

Oh, and he’d caught her when she’d fallen off a ladder. Twice. Very gallantly.

He’d swept her up before she’d hit the floor. Like a freaking knight in shining armor.

But both times he’d simply set her on her feet and gone on with his day.

She, on the other hand, was now getting hot and bothered by side dishes.

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Meet Erin Nicholas

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Erin Nicholas has been writing romances almost as long as she’s been reading them. To date, she’s written over thirty sexy, contemporary novels that have been described as “toe-curling,” “enchanting,” “steamy,” and “fun.” She adores reluctant heroes, imperfect heroines, and happily ever afters.

Erin lives in the Midwest, where she enjoys spending time with her husband (who only wants to read the sex scenes in her books), her kids (who will never read the sex scenes in her books), and her family and friends (who claim to be “shocked” by the sex scenes in her books).

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