Bombshell by CD Reiss
Publication Date: May 1st, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance
4 Family Matters CROWNS
Bombshell focuses on the forbidden relationship of the A-list movie star and his nanny. From the very beginning, they both attempt to resist each other, Cara more so than Brad, but their chemistry and draw to one another cannot be ignored, resulting in a bombshell that alters their lives.
Brad is the quintessential movie star. He parties, has almost zero responsibility, as his staff takes care of almost everything, and he resists change to his very egocentric life. When his daughter is dropped on his doorstep without warning, Brad doesn’t immediately become the dad he should be. He struggles, constantly vacillating between what he wants and needs to do for his career at the provocation of the members of his team and what he knows he should be doing for his daughter. Even though he doesn’t automatically become that single dad that will have readers swooning, his honesty and desire to do what is right will earn reader loyalty, and as the novel progresses readers will fall in love with this hero as they witness his development and alteration as a result of his daughter and nanny he shouldn’t desire. By the end of the novel, Brad Sinclair absolutely becomes the man that is worthy of hero worship.
Cara is the nanny who is afraid of putting it all on the line. In her past, she has done this and gotten burned, and so she is hesitant to try it again now. She, however, cannot resist her draw to Nicole and her father. What initially begins as a limited interaction, quickly develops into more. Readers get to witness her walls break down and more of who Cara is behind the nanny facade she portrays to the public. The one aspect of her character that readers will really enjoy is the way she handles the conflicts that arise for the couple. She is constantly level-headed, understanding, and thinks of others before she reacts, and this behavior leads to low drama and angst for the couple.
Bombshell is an incredibly slow burn, as the characters are juggling a plethora of different issues that affect not only their lives but also their careers and others’ lives as well. As a result, there is a lot of back and forth and numerous almost connections between Cara and Brad. What will keep readers invested, though, are the many different sub plots that are being told behind the romance story-line. Their story isn’t easy, as it is filled with sacrifice and prying eyes and unkind people, minus the heavy drama and angst, but is one that is rewarded with an resolution that speaks to the importance of family and love.
CD Reiss has penned another engaging romance filled with complex characters set in the difficult to navigate world of Hollywood. Although the hero is an actor, readers will be able to connect to many of the issues this novel addresses, such as balancing the demands of a job and family, examining how the past affects the present, and how people need to focus on the real things that matter in life, resulting in a novel that is way more than just a romance.
ARC received in exchange for an honest review.
Hollywood bad boy Brad Sinclair always gets his way, whether it’s the role he wants or the bikini-clad model he has to have. But when a bombshell gets dropped in his lap in the form of a dimpled five-year-old from a forgotten relationship, he knows his life is about to change forever.
Cara DuMont isn’t exactly thrilled when she gets assigned to be the nanny for the latest box-office king. She has one rule: no celebrity fathers, especially single ones with devilish good looks and rock-hard abs.
But as soon as Cara meets Brad and his adorable little girl, she knows she’s in for a world of trouble. Because there’s something about the way Brad looks at her that makes her believe that some rules are meant to be broken…
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The front door opened. I expected a housekeeper or butler, but it was the actor himself.
I hadn’t forgotten how beautiful he was; I’d just chosen not to think about it.
“Ma’am,” he said. Southern boy. Parents together. Christian elementary. Public secondary. Two years at USC Drama. Dates his costars for a month after the wrap party, then moves on. Poring through the trades and making calls, I’d discovered he’d spend at least eight of the next twelve months overseas doing action movies, but most had postproduction in town.
“Mr. Sinclair,” I said, holding my hand out. “Nice to see you outside a bathroom.”
He shook my hand.
I’d shaken plenty of famous hands attached to gorgeous men, but my imagination was sparked by the way his fingers slid against mine to grasp them and the way our palms pressed together. My mind clouded over with ripped sheets, hard muscles, and soft skin.
“Pleasure’s mine,” he said and my brain skipped like a trip on a cracked sidewalk over the word pleasure.
He didn’t give me the oversincere hand-over-clasp to show me how damn happy he was to see me, but there was something intimate about that half a second.
Just a consultation.
I followed him into the house. Dora Donovan had designed it. Looked like her with her faux-midcentury white couch and shag rug. That wasn’t going to work with playdates unless he wanted to keep an upholsterer on staff.
We went through the living room to a smaller room with a pool table smack in the middle. It had a stained glass Budweiser lamp over it and was racked for nine-ball. Dora Donovan had nothing to do with this room, for sure.
“Wanna sit?” He held a chair out for me. The glass-topped table was just inside the open patio doors and was set with iced tea.
“I’m not a date,” I said kindly, indicating the iced tea setup. “Just so you know. You don’t have to do things like hold the chair for me.”
“Habit, I guess.”
He sat opposite me.
“Chivalry is nice. But with the nanny, whomever you hire, it can be misconstrued.”
He smirked a little, as if misconstruing his own thoughts. I cleared my throat and pulled my jacket closed.
About the Author:
CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up she’s at the well hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.
She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.
If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.
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