"DELIGHTFULLY FUN, WITTY ROMANCE... A WRITER TO WATCH."
From Romance Writers of America GOLDEN HEART AWARD-WINNING AUTHOR Robin Kaye, the third funny, sexy, contemporary romance from a fresh new voice in romance fiction
He'd be Mr. Perfect if he wasn't a perfect mess...
Rich Ronaldi is almost the complete package--smart, sexy, great job--but when his girlfriend dumps him, Rich swears he'll learn to cook and clean just to win her back...
She'll be happy to make him over, but not for another woman...
Rich is the only guy Becca Larsen's ever met who hasn't tried to change her. She's glad to help him master the domestic arts, but she'll be damned if he'll start cooking in another woman's kitchen--or bedroom...
PRAISE FOR TOO HOT TO HANDLE
"A sensational story that sizzles with sex appeal."
The Long and Short of It
"Robin Kaye has proved herself a master of romantic comedy."
Night Owl Romance
"A rollicking romance that's sure to please!"
Romance Reader at Heart
"Robin Kaye is a master at romance, and her second novel is even better than the first."
PRAISE FOR ROMEO, ROMEO
" The main characters in this all-around feel-good read have so much personality they almost jump off the page."
"A rollicking romance that's sure to please!"
Novel Thought Comments
" Kaye's writing is just about perfect for this kind of story as she balances a fine line between romance, sex, and family, all of which come together with ease."
A Book Blogger's Diary
" Robin Kaye's Romeo, Romeo is sensational! I loved everything about this novel. The story, characters and writing are all five star material."
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Randi Romance Reader Randi
I loved this book! I love this author!! This is the 3rd Domestic Gods book. We have met the hero and heroine in the previous book Too Hot to Handle. Rich Ronaldi is a young professor that has come home to teach at Columbia. Becca is an artist that has moved from Philadelphia to New York to be closer to her best friend and family. Rich and Becca end up subletting the same apartment. One sister promised it the Rich and his other sister promised it to Becca. So now we have total opposites sharing an apartment so you know the sparks are going to fly.
Rich wants his ex-girlfriend back and ask Becca to help him. He thinks that if he becomes more domestic she will take him back and with her back that will help him with winning over his new bosses. Becca is a rich girl trying to make it on her own by moving to New York. The chemistry between Rich and Becca was fantastic. Rich is trying to take care of himself after being taken care of his whole life. Becca trying to deal with all the issue that come with having an absent father, than that father wanting to be part of her life. The chemistry between Rich and Becca was smoking and I love watch these two fall in love, be spilt apart and then brought back together again.
You get to visit the characters from the first two books which was great and fit in the with the storyline. Sometimes when you are reading a series the author will throw in characters from previous books just to make the reader happy. Ms. Kaye doesn't do this the visits from these characters work great with the story.
If you haven't pick up Romeo, Romeo, Too Hot to Handle and Breakfast in Bed what are you waiting for!!
Night Owl Romance Priscilla
Hearts: 5 / 5 - Reviewer Top Pick
Thanks to a snafu and plenty of miscommunication between her best friend Annabelle and his sister, Rosalie, Rich Ronaldi finds himself the unexpected and unwanted roommate of Rebecca Larsen. But once the domestically challenged Rich gets dumped by his girlfriend, Gina, he uses the opportunity to have Becca improve on his skills around the house, hoping to win her back.
Rich may be gorgeous and intelligent, but Becca's not really sure she even likes him, and she certainly doesn't want to help him get back with Gina. She even finds it hard to believe that he's actually a professor. So when Rich pulls the relative card and calls dibs on the apartment, she has no choice but to give in. Needing a place to stay while her home is being renovated, Becca goes against her better judgment and agrees to the madness of teaching Rich all of her gastronomic skills. Let the fun begin.
Rich's attempts to change who he is for all the wrong reasons is what drives the story of Breakfast in Bed , and readers will be absolutely delighted with the witty dialogue and klutzy scenes that are fast-paced and laugh out loud funny. Despite being a romantic comedy, Robin Kaye brilliantly uses each of her characters to create a portrait of genuine relationships, complete with trust issues, family dynamics and more. Becca struggles painfully with some very personal demons and Rich is determined to understand this woman who is so different from any female he's ever known. As this tale continues to unfold, it becomes blazingly clear that change is inevitable when you meet and fall for the right person, but are they able to get past those bumps in the road and realize that for themselves? Breakfast in Bed will definitely leave fans eager for the next installment; I know I can't wait!
The Romantic Times Whitney Kate Sullivan
With snappy dialogue, complex characters and an intricate web of relationships, Kaye has created an extended family that's both honest and enjoyable. Even the recognizable plot conventions, a semi-psychic aunt and a peculiar pet, don't feel tired in this story of forgiveness and family ties, the third book in her Domestic Gods series.
Summary: All Becca wants is to focus on her artwork. So when she sublets a relative's apartment, she doesn't count on having to share it with Rich, her sister-in-law's hunky brother. Rich couldn't be more thrilled about the accident; he needs Becca to teach him how to be a domestic god to win back his ex.
Becca and Rich make good roommates, but they struggle to translate their trust as roommates into trust as partners. Their relationship is tested by trust issues and lies of omission, but will these challenges be too much for Becca's bruised heart? (SOURCEBOOKS, Dec., 384 pp., $6.99) HOT
Affaire de Coeur
Breakfast in Bed
Rich Ronaldi was just dumped by his girlfriend, and he can't stop thinking about the stories his friends tell of cooking and cleaning their way into their women's hearts. Adamant to win back his girlfriend, he enlists the help of his friend, Becca Larsen.
Becca is glad to help out her friend, but making him over for another woman? No way is she giving him over to another woman when he is the only man who has ever known Becca for the woman she is inside. The only roadblock will be convincing him that she is the only woman he will ever need.
Breakfast in Bed is a fun and sexy romp from beginning to end. The characters are ones you would love to call friend. Author Robin Kaye has a knack for reaching right into the reader's heart and giving them a story to match their deepest desires. Becca and Rich are perfect for each other. The chemistry leaps off the page whenever they are together. I laughed, I cried, and I cheered them on as they frolicked their way to a happily ever after. Bravo, Ms Kaye!
Bellas Novella Ashley Lee
When Becca moves into her brother and best friend's apartment while waiting for her condo and studio in the brownstone to be ready, the last thing she expects is to have to share it with her best friend's brother Rich. She's loathed him since the day she met him at their siblings' engagement party. Rich doesn't necessarily feel the same way but he definitely does enjoy his unique ability to get under her skin. However, Rich realizes he needs to play nice once he's dumped by his girlfriend for not being suitable boyfriend material. The only problem with that is, Rich needs to get back his ex for a double date with the Dean after the debacle surrounding his departure at his last Ivy League teaching job. He needs to prove how dedicated to his career he is, and apparently his personal life plays into it. Rich barters with Becca to help to domesticate him. She finally agrees against her better judgment, and the two find themselves getting along much better than anticipated, and their chemistry is undeniable.
I breezed through this book in hours, it was such a quick fun story. I've shied away from out and out romance for a few years ( I went through a Harlequin obsession in 8th and 9th grade. I know, I know), but the title and the cover just looked so fun! side note: I received a galley from Danielle @ Sourcebooks and it looks like the cover has changed unless there was a UK cover. I was not disappointed. The characters were vivid and fun, and the banter was playful and witty. There were a couple times things were mentioned that I wish there was more backstory on and lo and behold there is! This is the third installment in Robin Kaye's Domestic Gods series and I CANNOT WAIT to get my hands on the first two books Romeo, Romeo and Too Hot to Handle.
If you're in the mood for a light breezy read with a happy ending, but enough twists and turns to make it interesting, don't miss this book.
Romance Reader at Heart Angela Arno
Top Pick Addition
BREAKFAST IN BED, third in the Domestic Gods series, picks up with Rich Ronaldi, an immature man whose own mom cooks his dinner and does his laundry. Becca is the artsy type who molds clay for sculptures, and Rich desires her to mold him into the perfect man-one who cooks, cleans, and takes care of himself-all so he can get back his old girlfriend.
BREAKFAST IN BED asks the age old question, "What happens when you make yourself over for the woman of your dreams, and she turns out to be the wrong one?"
When I first asked to review this novel, I did so because I love friends-turned-to-lovers stories. But when I read this, I realized these characters barely knew each other, and that was slightly disappointing to me and bit off-putting, to say the least. Even though disappointment flooded me I kept reading, keeping an open mind.
The story's fast pace, the exciting twists and turns, kept my eyes glued to the pages. In the end, the story satisfied me. Would I read it again? Oh, yes, I would!
One further note: This book has many foul words, which I had to mentally bleep because of my no cursing rule. I just thought I'd warn readers out there who might have an aversion to crude language.
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December 01, 2009
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Excerpt from Breakfast in Bed by Robin Kaye
Rebecca Larsen shouldered open the door of her new Park Slope apartment and surveyed the wreckage. A pizza box lay open on the coffee table, containing the remnants of a sausage and mushroom pizza of indeterminate age. By this point, Becca was on her last nerve. Her cat had shrieked for the entire trip from Philadelphia to Brooklyn, and as Becca gazed about the room, she began to feel a sensation akin to entering the Twilight Zone.
Annabelle, Becca's best friend, sister-in-law, and resident of the apartment until two weeks ago, wasn't a neatnik by any stretch of the imagination, but Becca had never seen her leave this much of a mess. Empty beer bottles littered the remaining space on the coffee table, and a pair of very large shoes lay underneath. Men's shoes. Becca's sense of unease escalated. It definitely looked as if there was a man living there. Yep, the XXL fleece hoodie thrown on the couch was her first clue; the second was the singing that came from the direction of the bathroom seconds after the hiss of the shower started. Becca grabbed the baseball bat she found leaning against the wall by the closet and skulked to the bedroom. The bed was unmade, which wasn't startling, but the collection of men's jeans hanging off every surface as well as a mess of jockey shorts and socks on the floor certainly was. Not as much, though, as the voice coming from the shower. It was a rich bass baritone, and if she wasn't mistaken, he was singing an old '40s tune. God, who sings songs from the '40s? Whoever it was had a smooth, smoky, sexy-as-hell voice that was hot enough to make a woman melt like chocolate in a two thousand-degree kiln. The guy in the shower had one hell of a voice. Too bad he was also going to have one hell of a bruise.
She spent some time thinking about whether she should hit him while he was in the shower or wait until he got out. He'd gotten through the first stanza of his song and the whole chorus before she decided to wait until he emerged. The shower curtain might severely curtail the speed at which the bat would hit, and then there was the problem of proper aim.
Pushing the door open with the end of the bat, she watched the steam roll toward her and bring with it the scent of yummy-man. A man who smelled like that at any other time would have her following him just to get a whiff. His scent was clean, with citrus and spice overtones that made her mouth water. The body that stepped out of the shower bare-ass-naked stole the breath from her lungs, the attack plan from her memory, and made her thankful she was a woman who could appreciate the human form because she'd never seen one finer. Her eyes wandered back to his face just in time to see the corner of his full lips lift to form a grin. If looked at separately, each part of his face--the Roman nose, sapphire blue eyes, curled spiky black eye lashes--was almost pretty, but something about the way they fit together and the addition of his five-o'clock-shadow-before-noon, stole the prettiness from his face and made it arrestingly gorgeous. He was the Sicilian version of a Greek god. He had to be the most beautiful man she'd ever seen in person, and as a sculptor, she'd seen more than her fair share of beautiful people. Too bad she disliked him.
Rich Ronaldi looked over his shoulder to find his sister's best friend staring wide-eyed at his bare ass. Well, maybe it wasn't only his ass she stared at because when he turned, she got a load of the full monty.
Becca rested the end of the bat she carried on the floor. "Excuse me, but what the hell are you doing here?"
Rich had never been the shy type, but the women who got a load of him in the buff were usually invited to do so. Becca, Miss prim-and-proper-ice-princess, wasn't. He wished he knew where the damn towels were. He'd just moved in, well, in a figurative sense of the word. He'd stayed there for a few days, and he had a towel somewhere, but knowing himself, it was on the floor along with his dirty socks and underwear.
If he'd known she'd be coming by, he'd have kicked them into the closet or at least under the bed. But then, Becca was the last woman he'd expected to darken his doorstep. He had no clue why, but since their first meeting, he got the distinct impression she wasn't overly fond of him. "How did you get in here?"
Becca didn't seem to grasp the fact that standing naked in front of a woman who wouldn't normally give him the time of day is not the most comfortable thing to do. She didn't turn away or hand him a towel, not that there was one at hand. He brushed past her into the bedroom, saw a towel hanging off the footboard of his bed, and quickly tied it around his waist. The only reaction he saw from Becca was a blink.
"I used my key. What are you doing in my bedroom, taking a shower in my bathroom, which is conveniently located in my apartment?"
Rich let out a laugh. "Hold on. I'm the one asking the questions here. This is my apartment. I'm leasing it from Rosalie and Nick."
She crossed her arms, the action pulling her baggy sweatshirt taut across her chest. A chest he forgot she even had. When he realized he was staring, he returned his gaze to her face and found her rolling her eyes.
"You're impossible. So is your story since I'm subletting the apartment from Annabelle. It was her apartment, and now it's mine. You need to leave."
She looked like one of those sexy Anime cartoon characters. She was tall, just a few inches shorter than his own 6'3", and thin with long, long legs and short, choppy, platinum blonde, perpetually tussled hair that gave her a sexy as hell, just-been-fucked look. Rich mimicked her stance, careful not to spread his legs wide enough to dislodge the towel, though it would serve her right if he did. "You're wrong. Rosalie and Nick own the apartment. They rented it to Annabelle, who has since moved out. I moved in. If anyone is leaving, it's you."
"Well then, we have a problem. Because as of right now, I'm living here."
"Not with me, you're not."
He waved his arm to encompass the whole apartment, and the whole mess he had scattered across it. "Possession is nine-tenths of the law."
"The only possession I see here is your mess. Everything I own that's not in storage is now in the living room, so, in that respect, as in others too numerous to count, you come up..." She looked him up and down with a critical eye. "...decidedly short."
Rich had half a mind to whip off his towel just to show her how very short he wasn't. He was a man comfortable with his body and his um... size. Shit, he'd never had any complaints in that department, and from the look in Becca's eyes when she ogled him--and it was an ogle--she didn't have any complaints either. He was sure she was just trying to get a rise out of him, which she wouldn't. She wasn't his type.
No, Rich's type was a woman like his girlfriend, Gina: a little bombshell. She was all black-haired, copper-eyed, and built like a woman. She was a barely five-foot package of pure TNT. Gina dressed like a woman. You'd never find her wearing an old sweatshirt five sizes too big and a pair of low-slung baggy jeans. "Shit." He looked at the clock. He was going to be late. He was meeting his dean at the Harvard Club and then heading uptown for a date with Gina. "I don't have time to talk about this. I have somewhere to be. Why don't you go out to the living room and let me get dressed. I'll call Nick and Rosalie on my way and find out what to do about this mess. You can spend the night tonight because I have other plans, but I have to tell you, babe, you're gonna be looking for another place to rent."