Learning Curves Author: Molly O’Hare




Title: Learning Curves
Author: Molly O’Hare
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Cover Design: Wildelake Creative
Release Date: June 8, 2020



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Learning Curves is a single dad, enemies to lovers, curvy girl rom-com with a teacher that everyone wished they had in school, and a swoon-worthy dad that would do anything for his daughter. Throw in an over-eating dog and watch what happens next.

To Spencer Hurley, women only left pain and destruction in their wake. The only good thing that came from his disaster of an ex was his daughter, Annabelle. Right now, making sure Belle was taken care of and getting her the help she needed with her learning disabilities was his only focus. And if that meant moving to a new town, consider the moving truck rented and packed.

Ellie Ryan spent her childhood being judged and bullied because of her learning disabilities. Jokes on them, though, she was now the top special education teacher in her district. See, Ellie totally had her life together. Kind of. Maybe… Okay, really, she’s a word-vomiting, curvy, hot-mess, who hasn’t had a date in who knows how long. And then there was Roxy, her rude over-eating dog. Nevertheless, Ellie was fiercely protective of her students. She’d gladly rip out the throat of anyone that dared to mess with her kids. Including their parents.

So, please explain to Ellie why, even after calling her new student’s father out during a disastrous parent-teacher meeting, Ellie couldn’t help being insanely attracted to the gruff single dad? Somebody, please help her. Besides, nothing good could come from it… right?





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Faking It with the Frenemy Author: Nadia Lee




Title: Faking It with the Frenemy
Author: Nadia Lee
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy
Release Date: May 22, 2020



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Until today, I never had to fake anything with Wyatt Westland—owner of a demon cat and my high school sweetheart-turned-nemesis-turned-billionaire tech genius. But I wouldn’t be here by his side right now if I could’ve found him a date.

I swore I’d never let myself get involved with Wyatt again after he broke my heart all those years ago, but he moved in next door with his adorable daughter. And the sexy single dad vibe he has going on began to thaw my inner ice queen—the one I perfected just for him.

Then my eccentric boss asked me to find Wyatt a date to his ex-wife’s wedding. My boss even put a cherry on top of a huge bonus, and I couldn’t resist. Of course, not a single one of the heiresses I set Wyatt up with worked. I’m convinced he ruined each date on purpose, leaving me with no choice but to step up and stand in as his date myself.

How hard can it be to fake it for just one day, even if every moment reminds me of all the ways I fell for him the first time?

Faking It with the Frenemy is a second chance, lovers-to-enemies-to-lovers reunion romance with a matchmaking mom determined to make the heroine marry for money (love is optional), a billionaire single-dad hero who was the heroine’s first love, a cat that wants to be a queen, a dog that loves what the cat brings every morning, and a wild party with certain very inappropriately named treats from Japan. Love a book with lots of laughter and heart? Then grab Faking It with the Frenemy today!







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I hop out of bed. The stupid alarm didn’t go off! No time to figure out why; I need to get ready for work, pronto!
I take the fastest shower in history, then wrap my hair in a turban so the towel can absorb the water. Not for the first time, I thank my stars that I won the genetic hair jackpot. It doesn’t go poufy or frizzy. Just stays nice and sleek without needing to be blow-dried. Another huge towel wrapped around me, I trot to the kitchen to grab my vitamin C serum from the fridge. I put it on every morning and night. Looking my best is part of my new identity, and that means taking care of my skin, among other things.
Just as I finish patting the serum onto my face and put the bottle back in the fridge, the door to my apartment unlocks. Adrenaline spikes, making my heart race.
A burglar?
I dismiss the possibility as soon as it pops into my head. Who breaks into a place this early? It’s barely seven in the morning. Criminals would be doing it at night or when people are at work. Not to mention the apartment complex has a locked entry that requires you to have a key or be buzzed in.
It’s probably just Evie, my absentee roommate. She somehow got finagled into a Vegas marriage, but plans to move back in as soon as she manages to divorce her crazy boss-cum-husband. Hopefully she isn’t here for moral support, because I don’t have time to lend a shoulder right now.
The door opens, and a man in a black T-shirt and jeans walks in. A baseball cap is pressed low on his head, covering most of his face.
Oh God! It is a burglar!
Cold fear pounds through my heart. I freeze, clutching the towel in my fist as lurid crime headlines flash through my head.
Home Burglary Gone Wrong: Secretary Slaughtered.
Boyfriend Sexually Assaults His Ex.
Female Body Found, Assaulted.
Panic spikes. I have no weapon!
I take a fraction of a second to take stock of my situation. Can’t run back to the bedroom—the kitchen’s in a nook and the fridge is closer to the door. The scum’s going to get me—he has a straight path to grab me if I make a move back to the bedroom. What can I use as a weapon? A knife? I don’t know how to throw it right, so that’d be like handing it over. Jut slash at him? What if he knocks it out of my hand and uses it against me? Besides, a kitchen isn’t the best place to fight. I have a gas stove, and every action-flick kitchen fight ends with a gas explosion.
But there’s a dirty wine glass in the sink. Yes! I grab it and hurl it at the invader with a scream.
“Shit!” he says, flinching and raising an arm in reflexive defense.
To my shock and irritation, the glass doesn’t even hit him. It flies low and shatters on the wooden floor at his feet.
Damn it! It was my best chance at hurting the asshole, and I blew it! Should I just go for a knife anyway? I really wish I had a gun! Or a nice, large, intruder-fending-off boyfriend like Jo was saying yesterday.
“What the hell?” he demands.
Did he just say what the hell, like he’s shocked and upset?
“Kim?”
Wait, what? “How do you know…” Finally he looks up, and I see the still-gorgeous blue eyes and sexy mouth. The broad forehead and lean jaw line. Recognition hits me like a cast iron skillet in the face. “Wyatt? What are you doing here?” I demand, my terror turning into outrage.
“I live here.”
“No, you don’t! This is my apartment.”
“But the—”
“No!” I cut him off before he can make any excuses or weird explanations. He’ll probably say something asinine, like how he won this place on a bet, too.
My phone is charging on the small table by the couch. I’m calling the cops and getting this crazy bastard arrested. Getting a wedding date will be the least of his worries. Hopefully he’ll resist, so the cops will have a reason to rough him up. I’m not asking for blood—just some good, solid punches. Maybe a broken jaw.
Gritting my teeth, I come around the kitchen counter fast. Wyatt’s eyes widen—ha! Bet he wasn’t expecting that!—and he starts toward me.
Oh, crap! I leap for the phone, in my best grand jeté style, but he catches me with my toes still a few inches above the floor. His arms squeeze so tight that the air gets forced out of my lungs like ketchup from a squirt bottle.
Oh my God. He’s going to crush me until I pop.
“Let…me…go,” I wheeze, squirming and kicking, refusing to die like this.
But the muscles I’m straining against feel like bunched piano wire, and I make about as much progress against Wyatt as I would against a piece of heavy construction equipment. This close, he smells like fresh pine soap and laundry detergent, plus a hint of mint toothpaste on his breath. I should’ve taken up karate instead of ballet. Then I could’ve broken his nose and legs by now, and been inhaling the scent of his blood instead.
“Will you stop?” he says. “You’re about to cut your feet up.” He moves, and there’s a definite crunching noise from the floor.
The wine glass.
Wyatt carries me toward the sofa. “Damn it, Kim. The superintendent gave me the key to this place. I’m moving in today.”






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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Nadia Lee writes sexy, emotional contemporary romance. Born with a love for excellent food, travel and adventure, she has lived in four different countries, kissed stingrays, been bitten by a shark, ridden an elephant and petted tigers.

Currently, she shares a condo overlooking a small river and sakura trees in Japan with her husband and son. When she’s not writing, she can be found reading books by her favorite authors or planning another trip.

Stay in touch with her via her website, http://www.nadialee.net, or her blog http://www.nadialee.net/blog


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Reckless (An Irresistible Series Standalone) Author: Stella Rhys




Title: Reckless
An Irresistible Series Standalone
Author: Stella Rhys
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Cover Design: Vivian Monir
Release Date: June 9, 2020



Blurb

For years, we never looked at each other like that. 
But all it took was one night for everything to change.

Some days, he’s my worst enemy. Other days he’s my best friend. Every day, of course, Adam Maxwell is my cocky prick of a boss, and for the past five years, we’ve been the official power duo at Engelman Sports, closing multi-million dollar contracts like LA’s most well-oiled machine. 
Honestly, we thrive on the daily love-hate. 
I call out his womanizing. He rags on my “needy” fiancé. And we carry right on. Because through thick and thin, our work dynamic has always stayed rock-solid. Fine-tuned to the kind of perfection you couldn’t break if you tried. 
Or so I thought.
Until one night. 
That was all it took to turn our worlds upside down. One weekend business trip and one birthday surprise gone catastrophically wrong. Long story short, Adam caught me exposed.
I felt him aroused…
And just like that the switch flipped on our dynamic.
For five years, Adam Maxwell and I were just friends. But now? 
We’re anything but.







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Stella Rhys is a romance author who lives for baseball season, Irish coffees and Love Island UK. She was born and raised in New York and when she isn’t writing, you can find her with her family and friends, scouring the city in search of her next book-inspiring adventure.


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Uber Bossy (Jobs From Hell #2) Author: Marika Ray




Title: Uber Bossy
Series: Jobs From Hell #2
Author: Marika Ray
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: May 21, 2020



Blurb

Number one rule of ride sharing as a female driver? Don’t fall for the mysterious man riding in the backseat.

Lenora
I came across crazy people on the daily giving rides to strangers for a living. I carried pepper spray and I wasn’t afraid to use it. But one gorgeous male in a fake mustache and a story he wasn’t willing to share, and I was ready to climb in the backseat to peel his layers. He’s a distraction I don’t need as I graduate online college and try to get my first professional job so I can move out of my parents’ house before I’m thirty. I’m so close to realizing my dreams I can taste it.

Jayden
I should have never hit on my driver. Even if she was the hottest thing I’d seen in cutoff jean shorts in maybe forever. I wasn’t in Auburn Hill for personal reasons and getting involved with the locals came ill-advised as I set up my new business. I probably shouldn’t know she curses like a sailor in bed considering I wind up interviewing her for a position in my company. Now I’m thinking of all kinds of positions I can put her in. Maybe she’ll settle for being an employee with benefits…
But none of that matters now. Because I fired her.
In front of the whole town.
On her first day.
Pretty sure there’s no coming back from that.







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“So you’re telling me that I’m sleeping with the guy who might be my potential boss, while applying to be the head sex toy maker in some sort of twisted Santa’s workshop company in the small, conservative town I grew up in as the pastor’s daughter?”
Jayden’s lips twitched. I knew that look. It was his look when he found something hilarious, but was trying to act stoic. Usually it set my panties on fire, but not now. Not when I had such hopes and dreams for this job. Not when the situation was so ridiculous it couldn’t be salvaged.
“Essentially, yes.”
I threw my hands in the air. “Oh, well, then in that case. Great. Sign me up.”
His eyes narrowed. “Are you being sarcastic?”
Mine narrowed right back at him. “Are you being purposefully obtuse?”
The lips twitched again. “That’s kind of my MO if you haven’t noticed.”
I sighed long and loud.
“Need a hug?” Jayden asked innocently.
I jumped to my aching feet. “No! I need a goddamn job!”
Jayden jumped up too, sending his chair flying into the wall behind him. “Great! Run my company and I promise I’ll pay you extremely well.”
I grasped the top of my head with both hands. “You don’t get it. We’re sleeping together.”
Jayden came closer, the walk of those approaching a wild animal. “I know. And it kind of freaks me out too, but I trust you, Nora. After last night I was thinking about what you said. How I overcame the issues with my ex, but really, I haven’t. I haven’t learned to trust again, but with you…well, I finally want to trust again.” His hands cupped my face and my knees went wobbling again for an entirely different reason.
“We’ll sign contracts and non-disclosures and all kinds of things to protect us both, but take this job, Nora.”
His gaze bore into mine, begging me to take the job and the man. More than anything I wanted to say yes and celebrate by peeling that suit off Jayden one piece at a time like a Christmas present. I mean, really, how perfect was this whole situation? I got a man who set my soul on fire AND a dream job marketing a brand-new company?






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Marika Ray spends her time behind a computer crafting stories, walking the beaches of southern California, and making healthy food for her kids and husband whether they like it or not. Prior to writing novels, Marika held various jobs in the finance industry, with private start-up companies, and then in health & fitness. Cats may have nine lives, but Marika believes everyone should have nine careers to keep things spicy.

Marika enjoys writing all types of fiction novels, based on what inspires her. Right now she’s working on a new steamy RomCom series along with sweet romances to make your heart explode. All her books come with a money-back guarantee that you’ll smile at least once with every book.

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Jock Blocked (Copper Valley Fireballs #1) Author: Pippa Grant

 

 

Title: Jock Blocked
Series: Copper Valley Fireballs #1
Author: Pippa Grant
Genre: Romantic Comedy

 Release Date: May 19, 2020

Blurb

 

She can’t let him score…
Call it superstition, but when a guy bats as hot as Brooks
Elliott, you don’t mess with what’s working. And what’s working is him keeping
his pants zipped and doing all of his scoring on the field.
So when I hear he’s planning to ditch his V-card now that
he’s been traded to baseball’s lovable losers—aka my home team and my reason
for living every March through October—I do what any rational, dedicated,
obsessed fan would do.
I make a plan to stop him.
But the thing about stopping him is that it requires
spending time with him.
Lots. And lots. And lots of time.
And the more time I spend with him, the more I like him. Not
as the guy who’s going to help save my favorite team and finally bring home a
championship ring, but as the guy who’s helping me in my quest to bring back
the team’s old mascot. Who also loves making pancake and bacon sandwiches. And
who would do almost anything for his love of the game.
But after all this time of jock-blocking him…do I even have
a chance?
And if I do, are we both destined to a life
of celibacy in the name of winning?
Jock Blocked is a home run of a romantic comedy
featuring the world’s most superstitious sports fan, baseball’s oldest virgin
hero, a rogue meatball, an adorable puppy with a cussing problem, and the best
lovable losers. It stands alone and comes with a happily ever after more
satisfying than a game-winning grand slam.

 

Excerpt

 

Mackenzie
Montana, aka a woman on a mission
I never
meant to become a criminal. But in the grand scheme of life, I don’t think I’m
technically engaging in criminal behavior.
At least,
if it is, you could call it a crime of passion.
And I am very
passionate in my belief that while the Fireballs need to make changes to halt
their record-breaking streak of being the worst losing team ever to play
professional baseball, they don’t need to do it with a new mascot. Which is why
I decided to take two weeks off work and fly to Florida for spring training,
where I’m not saying that I’ve snuck into my home team’s ballpark after hours
to steal the worst proposed mascot costume, but I’m not saying I haven’t
either.
Meatballs?
They
actually let a meatball make the final cut.
I needed at
least another full season to get over the fact that the new Fireballs ownership
killed the last mascot, and here they are, letting fans vote on replacing
Fiery the Dragon with flaming meatballs.
I snort to
myself while I creep through the darkened concrete hallways with a flaming
meatball swallowing half of my body.
If you’re
going to steal a giant meatball costume, it’s best to act like you know what
you’re doing. And striding out of here with zero shame means two things—one, no
one’s going to stop me, and two, even if they do, I’
m incognito.
It’s the
perfect crime to counter the crime of killing Fiery.
I’m one
turn away from the door that I left propped open for myself after hiding out in
the family bathroom after today’s game when voices drift toward me.
One male.
One female.
Neither is
familiar, but as I get closer to my final turn, I realize the voices are
between me and my exit.
No biggie.
I got this.
I can
stroll on by, flash a thumbs-up, pretend like I’m heading out to prank the
Fireballs at the team compound they’re all staying at, or to make a fast-food
run for publicity.
Acting like
I know what I’m doing inside this mascot costume is as easy as breathing. When
you’ve seen thousands of baseball games in your lifetime, it’s not hard.
So I turn
the corner.
And then I
suck in a surprised breath, because that’s Brooks Elliott.
Oh. My.
God.
Brooks
Elliott.
The
Fireballs’ newest acquisition. Like, so new he arrived yesterday. A
mid-spring training acquisition, which is practically unheard of.
He plays
third base, and he hits the ball like it’s evil incarnate and he’s an avenging
angel and it’s his job to send that evil into another dimension.
He could be
the reason we legitimately have a shot at making it to the post-season.
And I am not
going to hyperventilate like I did the last time I was face-to-face with a
baseball player.
Pretending
to be a mascot?
I got this.
Talking to
the players?
It’s like
talking to the gods.
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Pippa Grant is a USA Today
Bestselling author who writes romantic comedies that will make tears run down
your leg. When she’s not reading, writing or sleeping, she’s being crowned
employee of the month as a stay-at-home mom and housewife trying to prepare her
adorable demon spawn to be productive members of society, all the while
fantasizing about long walks on the beach with hot chocolate chip cookies.
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The Breakup Artist (Cupids #4) Author: Lila Monroe

 

 

Title: The Breakup Artist
Series: Cupids #4
Author: Lila Monroe
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: May 11, 2020
Blurb
It’s a game of exes and oooohs! Enjoy the sizzling new
standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author, Lila Monroe!
I’m an expert in break-ups. From the slow fade, to extreme
ghosting, to, ‘but you never said I couldn’t send pics of my junk to your
step-sister on Instagram’ – I’ve seen it all… and built a mini-empire along the
way. My blog, the Break-Up Artist, uses my past heartache to help people move
on – and avoid weeping on the floor at 3am consuming their body weight in spray
cheese and Oreos. Ahem.
Now, I have a new job that could mean the big-time: helping
a famous Hollywood it-couple navigate their tricky break-up. Except not
everyone wants them Splitsville. The movie studio needs to keep them together
to promote their big movie, and they’ve sent someone to make sure I fail in my
first VIP gig.
Wes Baxter. Also known as my ex.
Also ALSO known as, the guy who broke my heart so
thoroughly, I had to turn myself into a self-help guru just to get over
him. 
I’m determined to follow my own advice (no drooling over
Wes’s perfect abs, or remembering how he rocked my world) but being trapped
together at a luxe country retreat isn’t helping things… And neither is Wes’s
early-morning naked swim habit. Soon, love is in the air, the sparks between us
are hotter than ever, and I’m seriously questioning my ‘no backsies’
policy. 
Wes swears he’s changed. He wants to try again, and he’s got
an annoyingly sexy way of convincing me. But can second chances really work? Or
has the Break-Up Artist finally met her match?
Find out in the sizzling new romantic comedy from USA
Bestselling author, Lila Monroe!
Cupids series:
1 Cupids Anonymous
2 What’s Your Sign?
3 The Romeo Effect
4 The Break-Up Artist
5 The Romance Plan

 

 

 

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Combining her love of writing, sex and well-fitted suits, Lila Monroe wrote The Billionaire Bargain. Lila enjoys writing, as it gives her a flexible schedule to spend time with her kids and a wonderful excuse to avoid them. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband, who strips out of his well-fitted suits nightly.
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Rebel Desire Author: LK Farlow

 

Title: Rebel Desire
Author: LK Farlow
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Cover Design: Jersey Girl Design
Photo: Lindee Robinson
Release Date: June 4, 2020
Blurb
As a wedding photographer, it’s no surprise that Ashley
Murphy, despite her perpetual singleness, is a little in love with love.
When she catches a hunky best man checking her out while on
the job, her heart all but shouts, “He’s the one”. Until he opens his
mouth. Colton Banks is a cocky lawyer with a mean streak a country mile wide.
Colton prefers order to chaos. He believes there’s a time
and place for everything, so when a lilac haired hottie sends him a flirtatious
wink while she’s on the job, he’s less than impressed.
When she shows up at his office a week later asking for
legal help, his first instinct is to send her packing. But day after day, she
returns, finding new elaborate ways to break him down.
 It’s not until a life-altering surprise shows up on
Colton’s doorstep that things start to change. Ironically, the answer to his
problem may be his incredibly annoying, free-spirited new “friend.”
Complications. Lust. Attraction. Love.
As their tenuous friendship grows, the chemistry between
them becomes a raging inferno, and everyone knows you can’t deny your rebel desires.
“He’s mine.”
The pistons in my
mind misfire. “Your what?”
“My son,” Colton
says, straightening in his chair, his blue eyes hard on my green.
I swallow roughly.
My soulmate has a
son. For a split-second sadness engulfs me—sadness that someone else gave him
the greatest gift there is—but just as quickly a radiant burst of happiness
replaces it. The universe is granting me a gift and deeming me worthy of being
in this adorable kid’s life. I only wonder why Colton hasn’t ever mentioned his
son before?

 

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LK Farlow (A.K.A Kate) is a small town girl with a love for
words. She’s been writing stories for as long as she can remember. A Southern
girl through and through, Kate resides in beautiful, sunny LA–that’s Lower
Alabama, y’all–with her amazing husband and four rambunctious children. When
she’s not writing, you can find her snuggled up on the couch watching car shows
while she crochets or with her nose in a book.  
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Scrimmage Gone South (Gone South #2) Author: Alicia Hunter Pace

 

 

Title: Scrimmage Gone South
Series: Gone South #2
Author: Alicia Hunter Pace

Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: May 5, 2020

 

Blurb
Welcome to Merritt, Alabama, where summers are lazy, tea
is sweet, and guests are always welcome.
Thirteen years ago, Tolly Lee cost Nathan Scott his future
in the NFL—and he’s never forgiven her for it. Tolly was only sixteen when she
led college senior Nathan to believe she was older, but she never imagined he’d
want to pursue a long-distance relationship. When he learned the truth, they
both paid a heavy price…
Tolly didn’t think she’d ever see Nathan again. Now that
he’s returned and taken a job as a high school football coach, it’s only a
matter of time before the good citizens of Merritt find out she’s the one who
cost their hometown hero his future. When that happens, Tolly will lose
everything she’s worked for.
Nathan wouldn’t have taken the job if he’d known Tolly had
set up shop on Main Street – but he can’t back out now. When an orphaned teenager
needs mentoring to get on the right path, Nathan will have to form an uneasy
truce with Tolly. As old resentments resurface, so do old attractions. After
all this time, the end zone might finally be in sight….

Author note: “We hope you will enjoy this re-release from the Gone South
series. Scrimmage Gone South, a stand alone novel, was originally published by
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And before
Tolly could speak another word, Nathan propelled her in front of him and drove
her through the crowd like she was a trolling motor on a bass boat.
Once on the
front porch, she spoke the first words she’d said to him in over a
decade—thirteen years to be exact, almost to the day.
“Nathan,
let me go!”
And for the
first time in as many years, he answered her. “Townshend, you are coming with
me.”
Townshend. She’d almost forgotten that he used to call
her by her real name, not the baby name that four-year-old Harris had
christened her with because he couldn’t say Townshend. No one, not even
teachers, had ever called her anything but Tolly—no one but Nathan. He had
called her that because that was how she’d introduced herself that night so
long ago when she’d wanted to be daring and do something unexpected, instead of
being the eternal good girl.
“Where do
you think you’re taking me?” she demanded.
“I don’t think anything. I know we’re going to sit in my truck and have a little chat.” He
pulled her down the steps, none too slow and none too gently. She stumbled and
he caught her.
“Hey.
Stilettos here,” she said through gritted teeth.
“That’ll
teach you to wear shoes that won’t take you where you need to go.”
“I don’t need to go anywhere with you.”
He stopped
dead in the middle of the sidewalk. “The day is done when I care what you need.
What you are going to do is march yourself over to my pickup truck and climb
in. I’ve got some things to say to you.” He pointed down the block to where his
big black truck was parked.
So,
finally, after all this time. She had half expected this when he had first
moved back here to replace the recently fired Merritt High head football coach.
But he’d remained silent and she’d relaxed—apparently too soon.
“My car is
closer,” she offered.
“So it is.”
He made to move her toward his truck, but she planted her feet.
She could
refuse. A carload of Methodists had just pulled up and were unloading casserole
dishes. Dr. Carlyle was emerging from the house. They would save her, even
though she was Episcopalian. She was sure of it.
“Townshend,”
Nathan said. It was only then that she noticed just how far beyond angry he
was—he was shaking livid. “Get your butt down that street and into my truck or
I will make a scene that will get me fired and land us both in jail. I swear I
will do it.”
She
believed him. And a scene was the last thing she wanted. Airing her dirty linen
in public—especially this dirty linen—would be the worst thing in Bad City. If
the people of Merritt found out what she’d done, what she had cost their
hometown hero, life here would be over.
But why the
confrontation now? Until today, he’d seemed as eager as she to keep their past
a secret. And why was he, all of a sudden, so mad? He’d been mad thirteen years
ago, sure. But since, there had only been cold distance. Maybe it was the ham
she’d brought that set him off. Maybe he thought pot roast was a more
appropriate bereavement food. That made as much sense as anything.
She let him
guide her down the street. He slowed down, though whether it was in deference
to her high heels or because of his bad knee, she couldn’t say.
Nathan
jerked the truck door open, picked up a playbook and knee brace from the
passenger side, and threw them behind the seat. It was a long way to the
running board and Tolly was not a tall woman. She pulled up her pencil skirt
and started to climb. After she slipped twice, Nathan scowled at her and picked
her up and threw her in. He wasn’t rough about it, but he was resolved.
He launched
himself behind the wheel and turned on her all in one furious motion.
“Keep your
hands off my QB-One,” he said.
What? Tolly
literally felt her eyes glaze over. She was expecting a rant on her past sins,
but what was this?
Nathan must
have noted her perplexed expression. “Don’t even try that with me, Townshend.
You can pretend to be stupid with everyone else. For reasons I cannot fathom,
even Harris seems to believe you have no knowledge of football terminology. But
just in case you have had a lobotomy that I am unaware of, I will be clear.
Keep your hands off my first string quarterback. Seven. Kirby Lawson. Do not
touch him. Ever again.”
Now she was
really confused. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Nathan.”
“Do not
touch him. If you still need for somebody to think you’re the cutest little
thing north of a bow on a pig’s tail, go sell yourself somewhere else. I’m sure
you’d have plenty of buyers. But it’s not going to be my quarterback.”
As
comprehension finally set in, heat and ice formed in her stomach and radiated
outward to her heart, her hands, and finally her tongue. The ice that she
always depended on to keep her emotions in check abandoned her.
“Oh, my God! Kirby is a boy. A child. He works for me. What kind of person do you think I am?”
Nathan
raised his shaking hands in front of him and closed his eyes. “I think,” he
said between clenched teeth as he gripped the steering wheel. “I think you are
the kind of person who will lie, deceive, and pretend. I think you are the kind
of person who will do whatever it takes to get attention. I think you play with
people. I think they don’t come much lower than you, Townshend Harris Lee, of
the Calhoun County Harrises and Lees.”
Calm. Cool.
She lived by it. “You do know,” she said slowly, giving the ice time to chase
the fire away, “that lie, deceive, and pretend, all mean basically the same thing. You have, therefore, been
redundant in your speech.”
Nathan hit
the steering wheel with his fist. “You know plenty about all three.”
“I was not
flirting with that child.”
“I saw you.
I saw you holding his hand, hugging him, and smiling like he was the best thing
on Earth—doing whatever it took to make him think you are the most amazing
thing to ever priss her expensive ass across a courtroom floor.” Nathan’s voice
then turned to a mocking falsetto that might have been funny under different
circumstances. “‘Kirby, honey, call me if you need anything. Or if you just
want to talk. I mean it.’”
There was
anger beneath the frozen calm but Tolly no longer felt it. “What you saw, was
me—an adult woman—offering comfort to a devastated boy who has lost the only
stable person in his life.”
“Adult,
huh? Is that what you are these days?”
“You know
very well I was not flirting with Kirby.”
“I am an
authority, maybe even the authority
on what Townshend Lee will and will not do. If there was a journal called Townshend Harris Lee and her Lying Cheating
Scheming Debutante Ways
, they would hire me to be the editor. I would be
the keynote speaker at every conference. I would lead panel discussions.”
“Nathan, I
was sixteen years old.” Tolly’s voice was quiet.
“And
therein was the problem, wasn’t it?”
Tolly
picked up her bag from the floorboard. “I’m getting out of this truck, Nathan,
and I am going to get in my car and go back to work.” Just to show she was in
control, she removed a lipstick from her purse and took her time reapplying it.
Then she carefully blotted her mouth with a tissue. “You know very well I have
no unsavory intentions toward Kirby. If he thinks well of me, it’s not because
of my scheming ways, as you so eloquently put it. It’s because I’ve been good
to him. It’s because I pay him more than it’s worth to put up my Christmas
decorations and because I invented a dozen odd jobs last spring so he’d have
money for the prom. Your implications are not only insulting but preposterous.
Though I wouldn’t expect you to care about either one. If you ever feel the
need to have a reasonable conversation with me about our past, I will do that.
But I will never again sit still and let you accuse me of something like this.”
“Stay away
from my quarterback. I’ll be watching you.”
Without
acknowledging that Nathan had spoken again, Tolly hiked up her skirt, jumped
down from the monstrous truck, and clicked on her high heels all the way back
to her Mercedes. She never looked back once.
And that
was hard.
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Title: On the Rox
Series: DTF (Dirty. Tough. Female.) #1
Author: Kat Addams
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: May 5, 2020

 

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DTF. Support your local girl gang!
Me and my dirty, tough female besties were hell—and tacos on
wheels.
Who knew that my homemade Shizzle Sauce would be the key
ingredient to my happily ever after?
Destiny had a wicked sense of humor—that was for sure.
After surviving a toxic relationship, I vowed to never let
myself be controlled by a man again.
With the help of my girl gang, I was rebuilding my life—one
taco at a time. My trusty snack wagon—The Pink Taco Truck—hadn’t steered me
wrong yet.
This time, it led me straight to a hottie restaurant owner
with a sexy Australian accent, who just so happened to love my secret sauce.
He made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. But that wasn’t the
only thing I was unable to turn down.
Jay was everything I could ever want in a man, but he wasn’t
without heartache of his own. In fact, he’d been around the world, and he had
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Kat Addams is a forever twenty-nine-year-old fashionista
following her lifelong dream of writing contemporary romance inspired by the
exotic men she meets in her worldly travels. At least, that’s what she would
like for you to think. She’s certainly not a stay-at-home mom indulging in
excessive daydreaming, frozen pizzas, an unhealthy addiction to purchasing
pajamas, and one too many cocktails on the regular. That’s some other romance
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Title: Hasty
Series: Do-Over #4
Author: Julia Kent
Genre: Romantic Comedy

Cover Design: Hang Le

Release Date: July 28, 2020

 

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AN
ALL-NEW STANDALONE FROM NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR JULIA KENT
I never
thought my perp walk would lead to true love.
Then again,
I never thought I’d be arrested on RICO charges and hauled away in zip ties on
camera for the world to see, minutes after closing the most amazing deal of my
career.
And all of
it in front of my biggest rival, billionaire wunderkind Ian McRory.
I am broke.
I am
disgraced.
I am alone.
I am a
sucker.
But the
worst part? I have to go back to my hometown and live in my bedroom filled with
relics from my childhood.
Lisa Frank
never made me so mad before.
Just when I
needed a rescue, I got one — in the form of help from my biggest rival.
He can’t
bring back my money.
He
certainly can’t bring back my reputation or my pride.
But there’s
one thing he can bring back to me.
A sense of
hope.
Maybe even
love.
Ian sees
something in me no one else does, and he’s relentless about making me see it,
too. As we grow closer, I’m starting to see that while my entire life used to
be a lie, the truth is staring me in the present — and it’s a truth I like
very, very much, hot eyes and gorgeous smile and all.
But I have
to be careful.
I can’t be
too —
That’s
right.
Hasty.
The final
book in the USA Today bestselling Do-Over Series (Fluffy, Perky, Feisty), as
Mallory’s sister, Hastings “Hasty” Monahan gets her turn at a happily
ever after that starts off with an arrest.
Hers.

 

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New York Times and USA
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bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge.
Since 2013, she has sold more than 2 million books, with 4 New York Times
bestsellers and more than 19 appearances on the USA Today bestseller list. Her
books have been translated into French and German, with more titles releasing
in 2019.
From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy
joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for
a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men’s
room toilet (and he isn’t a billionaire she met in a romantic comedy).

She lives in New England with her husband and three children where she is the
only person in the household with the gene required to change empty toilet
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