Shopping
for an Heir
(Book 10 in the Shopping series)
Author:
Julia Kent
Release
date: September 20, 2016
Genre:
Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance
Description:
Gerald Wright works for billionaires. He
never imagined he’d become one.
The former Navy Seal is a chauffeur by day,
artist by night, so when hotter-than-ever ex-fiancée Suzanne Dayton interrupts
his nude model sculpting class to serve him with inheritance paperwork from a
man he’s never heard of, he assumes it’s a joke.
Turns out the joke’s on him. There’s just
one catch. A big one.
And it might be Suzanne — in more ways than
he ever dreamed.
Shopping for an Heir is the 10th book in the
New York Times bestselling Shopping for a Billionaire series by Julia Kent.
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Excerpt:
A flash of movement under a streetlight in
the distance, at the nearest light, caught Gerald’s eye.
Suzanne.
Sprinting, he left Declan befuddled, calling
out his name, until the light changed and he watched as Suzanne marched forward
with that confident walk of hers, shoulders squared as if she were still in
morning formation and wore a uniform, wiping her mouth with a tissue and
muttering to herself. He knew how the curve of her spine felt under his palms
when she stood like that, the supple feel of the paradox between soft skin and
hard bone a delightful feast for his fingers.
“Wait!” he called out, unsure and unbidden,
moving on pure instinct. He needed to touch her. Would die without making that
single, simple connection. Not just in an intimate sense. The need was more
than that.
Suzanne got to the curb and stopped. She did
not turn around, her body poised, waiting.
Panting with the burst of exertion, his
brain firing on all cylinders, he caught up to her and slowed down at the last
steps, moving to her, pulled by a force that drew him in. His front settled
against her back, his tight cotton t-shirt brushing against the thin linen
jacket she wore, the friction erotic and full, sensual.
As his palms touched her elbows, her arms at
her side, he inhaled with precision, measuring her.
She did not move.
“Suzanne,” he murmured, chin close to a
stray hair that curled out from her updo, resting against the fine, creamy line
of her neck. With longer hair, the sharp, jutting bones of her jaw stood out,
giving her the look of a Viking princess. In heels, she was exactly his height,
setting him off-kilter. He wasn’t a short man. In fatigues she was always four
to five inches shorter. In service dress, her shoes gave her a two-inch lift.
He liked being equal. Liked it a lot.
“Please,” she whispered, the word spiraling
off into the dark night, as if the street lights beyond them were pulling her
voice to them.
Taking her reaction as something other than
rejection, he left his hands where they were, closing the inch gap between
them. She was cool and regal, his hot, thick chest pressing into her back.
“Please what?” he asked, knowing this could
go either way, but not caring, because right now—as each second ticked by—he
had more internal calm than he’d had in ten years.
Even as desire burned bright inside him.
“Please don’t.”
He froze.
“Don’t what?” Tempted to step back, he held
strong. Her please carried a weight
to it, a meaning he needed to discern before acting. All impulse and no
analysis would end this in a flash. Time was his friend. Patience.
Hesitation.
He had to go against instinct.
“Don’t start something you don’t intend to
finish.”
Author Bio:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. 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 lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down
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