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He Has Game - a Bad Boy Fake Fiancee Hockey Romance
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Fin
“Engagement?” I say. “Ain’t happening. Not even close.” I cross my arms over my chest as I lounge, sprawled in a wickedly comfortable executive chair. What is she thinking? I’m only twenty-five years old.
Waving her hand in dismissal, Mary stands and starts pacing around her spacious office.
The mouse sitting in the corner—in the form of a nerdy girl—looks up from her tablet. I don’t know who she is. Ms.Mouse looks like she’s doing homework.
“I’m not talking about a real engagement—how about an understanding, an arrangement for a temporary situation—do you have any women friends who might—?”
I laugh. “Women friends? Are you toying with me? I ask any woman I know to pretend to be my fiancée and we’re asking for trouble. Not going there.”
“Don’t you know any reasonable woman who might go along—?”
“No. Flipping. Way.”
The mouse in the corner flinches and pushes her glasses up on her pert little nose in a classic nerd move.
“Pardon my French,” I say to her reflexively, then she surprises me.
Standing, she speaks up, albeit quietly.“Excuse me.” She clears her throat and Mary turns around to look at her.
“I’ll do it,” she says. “I’ll pose as Mr. Reed’s fiancée.”
Who the heck is this girl? Mr. Reed? Really? She can’t be old enough—
“This is Vivian Frost, Finn,” Mary says, reading the question on my face. “She’s the new college intern for the team. The front office assigned her to me to do whatever I want with.” She sighs. “But even I’m not that evil. Nice of you to volunteer, Viv, but—”
“Why not?” Her voice is shaky, but she presses on. “I’m a reasonable woman who understands this as a business strategy.”
“You’re an employee. People will suspect it’s a setup right away.“
“No one knows me,” the reasonable little mouse says, getting less mousey by the second.
“I’ve only started today. I can go undercover. We can create a background for me as a girl he met in . . .”
Watching the conversational ping-pong would be more fun if they weren’t discussing my bleeping life.
“Where exactly would we have met?” I ask, suppressing both a snicker and a spark. “At the library?”
She blushes a pretty pink and my blood rushes. Wow. I’m a pervert. She’s not close to my type. No signs of cleavage or leg or an ounce of passion. Unless you count that blush.
“We’ll figure that out,” Mary says to me, tapping her fingers on her chin and circling around for another bout of pacing. Like a shark, she has to keep moving.
“Wait a minute,” I say, not liking that she’s even considering the mouse’s suggestion. The whole thing is absurd. Me engaged?
“No one will believe it for a second,” I say. “They’ll assume I knocked her up.”
I glance at Ms. Mouse, satisfied at the crimson color of her cheeks, the color she’d be after I make her squirm with—heck. Don’t go there. She’s further off-limits than a nun. Heck, maybe she is a nun.
Mary stops pacing and gives me her no-nonsense prison warden look. I’ve seen it before and it’s no less scary this time. She could give Coach lessons.
“You don’t have a choice if you want to keep playing for this team.”
My heart stutters.
She goes on. “They’ve tasked me with solving this problem before they resort to a trade. So keep your mouth shut and pay attention.”
She pauses to make sure her message sinks in.
It does.
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He Has Charm - a Rom-Com Hockey Romance
He's the kind of man who charms you with more than a lazy smile, has more ripples in his muscles than the ocean and more confidence than a king--suggesting he's hiding all kinds of beefy charm.
He knows what you want, what kind of shoes you would knock over a bank to own, bakes your favorite cookies better than the bakery and has a genuine enjoyment of rom-com movies that's just unfair.
He knows how to make you laugh until you pee and how to make you melt from the inside out.
One lucky woman will capture this hotshot charmer’s heart some day...
But it's not going to be me. I can't even try for a slice of his beef.
An Agent and a hockey player do not mix. I have an ironclad rule.More importantly, the agency I work for has an iron-clad rule and I know there will be dire consequences if I break it.
No dating the clients.
No fooling around, not even flirting will be tolerated.
Well, damn. How am I supposed to do my job? My boss rolls his eyes. "Professional flirting doesn't count. No relationship with the clients that isn't a professional one. And Honey, if you do, it's a fireable offense."
He smirks. He's an ex-player—hockey that is—the most respected, most revered man in the NHL, and the best in the sports agent business.
If he fires me, I'm done. I may as well hang up my sign-on-the-dotted-line pen and get a job at Dunkin Donuts...
He Has Charm is set in the world of the Boston Brawlers hockey team. You'll see players from other stories drop in for fun, but this book can be read as a stand-alone. If you love hot hockey players with massive charm and a sense of humor, forbidden romance and a slow sizzling attraction with all the feels right up to the satisfying happy ending, you'll love this story! (Contains sex and language for mature audiences.)
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