BLOG TOUR ~ BETTER THAN ME by Kimberly Kincaid

Today we are delighted to be on tour with BETTER THAN ME, an all-new steamy friends-to-lovers romance from USA Today bestselling author Kimberly Kincaid

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Better_Than_Me.jpgRemington’s most notoriously single,

notoriously sexy surgeon

is about to fall for the one woman

he can’t have…

Did I mention that she’s

A) his best friend

B) immune to his panty-melting charm, and

C) sleeping on his couch for the next six weeks?

But Jonah’s not made for commitment,

and a good man is the one thing Natalie deserves.

Not someone who can only offer up

a couple of sizzling hot, no-strings-attached nights

of pure pleasure.

Unless that’s what she wants.

Because Jonah wants her. And with each

moment they spend working together—

living together—

the harder it is to resist temptation.

And even harder to resist the fall that

might break them both…

A steamy medical contemporary romance from USA Today best-selling author Kimberly Kincaid. Watch this cocky hero fall head over scalpel for his sweet and sexy BFF. Full-length standalone story with action in the emergency room and the bedroom, and a sweet-and-sexy happily ever after.

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Reviewed by Anna on behalf of KFF

This is the first book I have read by the author, a medical contemporary romance that I thoroughly enjoyed. Although this is book two it can be read as a stand-alone and I am definitely going to read book one as well as I love the other characters that were featured in it.

Natalie Kendrick is a thirty-two-year-old paediatric surgeon, a dedicated doctor who is well loved by her patients. Her sweet and bubbly personality, her idealism and her dedication to her patients especially to one little girl makes her the perfect heroine in this book. “I believe in the kind of love where you give the other person the last bite of cheesecake without thinking twice. Where you laugh when they’re happy, and you ache when they’re sad. Where you’re not two halves making a whole, but two wholes making something bigger, that only the two of you can make.” 

Jonah Sheridan is not only a skilled trauma surgeon but is also known as the Orgasm Whisperer amongst his colleagues. When Natalie, his best friend and fellow surgeon needed a place to stay because of a minor accident in her flat, Jonah had no choice but to offer her his place. It may not be a wise move though when their platonic friendship started to develop into something else. Living together albeit temporarily suddenly becomes uncomfortable and when he finds out about Natalie’s biggest secret, he needs to decide in which direction to take their friendship.

This friends-to-lovers romance, one of my favourite genres, surprisingly gave me more than what I hoped for. Not only does this book give you Natalie and Jonah’s epic love story, but embedded in it is the healing of a relationship between father and son, a doctor’s special connection to her patients and lovable secondary characters that make this more than just a romance novel. There are no antagonists in this story but rather one or two life-changing situations that happen to one of the main characters.

Jonah and Natalie’s connection from day one and how they dealt with the drama that happens in their lives makes their story special and so emotional. I loved that this author made her characters engaging and face adversity like proper grown-ups: by communicating and listening to each other. It felt a bit strange that the epilogue is from a minor character’s point of view so I am guessing that it will be his story next. I am thrilled that I found another gem of an author. I highly recommend this book!

EXCERPT

© 2019 Kimberly Kincaid

All rights reserved.

 
“Come on, Jonah. You and I are just friends, and my living with you would only be temporary. I’m neat and fairly low-maintenance, and I really can cook like a boss. I know you like your space.” It was a euphemism, and if the smile poking at the corners of her lips was anything to go by, Natalie knew it as well as Jonah did. He was a freaking island, and it wasn’t by accident. “So I can totally stay out of your hair if you want me to. But please.” In a blink, her smile disappeared. “I’m begging you. Don’t make me stay with my parents.”
Jonah’s nice-guy propensity came out of hiding to pick a fight with his defenses, both of them quickening his pulse. His defenses didn’t fight fair, though, reminding him that he had damn good reasons for not being a long-haul guy.
He opened his mouth to say he was sorry. To tell Natalie, rationally and with good reason, why he just couldn’t let her move in with him for six weeks.

But what came out was, “Okay. You can stay.”

           Christ, his inner nice-guy was a sneaky son of a bitch.

           “Really?” Natalie let out a gasp that quickly slid into an adorable ear-to-ear grin, and okay, Jonah was going to have to do some damage control here.

           “With a couple of stipulations,” he said, holding up his fingers to count them off. “If you want to watch rom coms or that channel that plays all those gooey holiday movies, you’ve got to do it on your iPad.”

Jonah knew from experience that she loved both, and with Christmas only a month away, she’d certainly want to mainline them whenever she had down time. But while happily ever after might be on some people’s agendas—and more power to them as long as they didn’t try to convert him to coupledom—he sure as hell wasn’t going to let it parade across his big screen TV.  

“Come on! Not even It’s a Wonderful Life?” she asked, but he stood firm.

“The only Christmas movie that flies in my apartment is Diehard.”

Her hands moved to her hips. “That is so not a Christmas movie.”  

“Take it or leave it, Kendrick. Yippie-ki-yay is all the holiday cheer you’re going to get out of me.”

Natalie frowned, but didn’t push her luck, so Jonah continued. “I’ll take that you cook, I clean bargain. I don’t mind doing all the dishes, and I wasn’t kidding when I said I can’t cook. No complaining about football or hockey—the Rogues are kicking ass again this year on the ice and I want to watch every game that I can. And for the love of all that it sacred and good, no bras on the shower curtain rod.”

           “Done.”

           His surprise must have stumbled over his face, because she laughed and tacked on, “What? You know I love hockey, too, and after meeting Finn Donnelly over the summer at that fundraiser at The Crooked Angel? I’m all-in for the Rogues. I promised you I’d cook, and the other stuff”—she lifted one shoulder beneath her light pink sweater—“I can stipulate, even if it is kind of grinchy. So, do we have a deal? I can come live with you until this mess is all fixed?”

           Jonah exhaled. “Yes, we have a deal.

 

 

Meet Kimberly

Kimberly Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the difference between sexy and sweet and hot and edgy romantic suspense. When she’s not sitting cross-legged in an ancient desk chair known as “The Pleather Bomber”, she can be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up anything from enchiladas to éclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her nose in a book. Kimberly is a USA Today best-selling author and a 2016 and 2015 RWA RITA® finalist and 2014 Bookseller’s Best nominee who lives (and writes!) by the mantra that food is love. Kimberly resides in Virginia with her wildly patient husband and their three daughters.

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