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Monday, October 5, 2015

Book Blitz: Excerpt and Giveaway for Shopping for a CEO by Julia Kent


Shopping for a CEO by Julia Kent 

(Shopping for a Billionaire, #7) 
Publication date: September 29th 2015 
Genres: Comedy, New Adult, Romance


Synopsis:
I’m thrilled to be the maid of honor in my friend’s wedding, but the best man, Andrew McCormick, is a chauvinistic pig with a God complex.

And I can’t stop kissing him in closets.

(Don’t ask.)

He’s the brother of the groom and the CEO of my biggest mystery shopping account, but suddenly he’s refusing to be in the wedding. He won’t talk about it. Won’t see reason.

He’s such a man.

And he still won’t stop kissing me in random closets.

(Thank goodness.)

I’m a fixer. That’s what I do. I can fix anything if given the chance. But when the game is fixed there’s only so much I can do.

The ball’s in his court now.

Game on.

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Shopping for a CEO is the 7th book in the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Shopping series. When CEO Andrew McCormick and mystery shopper Amanda Harrington find themselves in the unlikely position as maid of honor and best man in the Boston society wedding of the year, an undeniable attraction and dual stubborn streaks add fuel to the fire in this romantic comedy from Julia Kent.




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I think there is a checklist of Things You Do in a Relationship When You Live in Boston, and going to a Red Sox game at Fenway Park is one of them.

Except when you’re dating a CEO and a near-billionaire, the experience is a wee bit different from the masses. I’m standing in a premium suite behind home plate, after spending an hour drinking beer and munching on little lobster and sushi bites. Andrew’s company is hosting an event here for some investors in a new office building in the Financial District, and I’m arm candy.

I’m enjoying being arm candy. It’s a new role for me.

He is certainly in his element, dressed in a polo shirt and khaki’s, wearing the requisite Red Sox cap. I am dressed in a too-tight V-neck Red Sox jersey that he gave me last night, especially for this event, and I’m learning something about myself as I make small talk with eight men who each are worth more than the Gross National Product of half the countries in the world.

I am pretty hot.

That sounds so braggy. I know. But coming from someone who has never based her self-worth on her looks, but rather on her ability to fix problems, this is new. Being with Andrew makes me feel attractive. Desirable. Worth the male gaze.

And this jersey he gave me is eating up gazes, all right. My boobs have never had so many conversations.

Most of them with Andrew himself.

He extracts himself from some scintillating talk about reinforced steel and snakes an arm around my waist.

“Nice shirt.”

“Someone gave it to me.”

“He has great taste.”

“He doesn’t know my size.” I tug at the hem to cover my quarter inch of exposed belly. All that does is expose another half-inch of breast.

“Oh,” he sighs, so hard I feel his hot breath on my cleavage. “He most certainly does.”

“Game starts in ten minutes!” someone shouts.

“Ready to get to our seats?” he asks my breasts.

I touch his chin and make his eyes meet mine.

“They don’t talk, you know.”

“If they could, though, they’d say really nice things about me,” he says with a smile. “That Andrew is so attentive.” He pretends to be my breasts, his voice shifting into a falsetto. “He’s so sweet. We wish Amanda would let him touch us more.”

I hit him gently, right above his belt buckle.

“Oof.”

“My breasts don’t talk like that. They have a genteel southern accent.”

He starts to put his ear on my cleavage. “This I have to hear.”

-- from Shopping for a CEO, coming 9/29



New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent turned to writing contemporary romance after deciding that life is too short not to have fun. She writes romantic comedy with an edge, and new adult books that push contemporary boundaries. From billionaires to BBWs to rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every book she writes, but unlike Trevor from Random Acts of Crazy, she has never kissed a chicken.

She loves to hear from her readers by email at jkentauthor@gmail.com, on Twitter @jkentauthor, and on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/julia.kent.100. Visit my blog at http://jkentauthor.blogspot.com

2 comments:

Julia Kent said...

Thanks for sharing this with your readers!

Maria said...

This book is ionteresting.I'll put in my wishlist.

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