EXCERPT and GIVEAWAY
Shopping for a CEO
(Shopping for a Billionaire Book 7)
(Shopping for a Billionaire Book 7)
by Julia Kent
Shopping for a CEO is the seventh book in Julia Kent's Shopping for a Billionaire series. Also available: Shopping for a Billionaire 1 (FREE), Shopping for a Billionaire 2, Shopping for a Billionaire 3, Shopping for a Billionaire 4, Christmas Shopping for a Billionaire, and Shopping for a Billionaire Boxed Set (Parts 1-5), and Shopping for a Billionaire's Fiancée (read my blog post).
Description
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 seventh book in the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Shopping for a Billionaire 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.
Excerpt
“Why did you kiss me the first time? That day when I barged into your office?”
He nods, eyes looking at everything and nothing, finally settling on my face. “Because you were so passionate about protecting Shannon. Because you were adorable and irate and you had this energy I wanted to taste.”
I’m holding my breath. I thought we would spend this first date doing the awkward getting-to-know you dance. Andrew’s gone right to the point. Laser focus.
Just like a CEO.
“Taste?”
“Yes. I know what I want. I don’t equivocate. I decide and act. I compartmentalize. I issue orders and execute strategy. You came in that day and started ordering me around and it was cute and exciting and inspiring. Oddly sensual. And when you kissed me - ”
“You kissed me!”
“And when we kissed,” he says, eyebrows raised, as if settling this point once and for all, “I got something far more forbidden than I realized I was getting when I went for that simple taste of you.”
Forbidden?
“What’s that?”
He studies me, as if sizing me up, trying to determine whether he should tell me what’s next. Or not. Finally, his face changes through a series of three or four emotions, most of them involving some variation of deliberation.
And then:
“You didn’t fit in a box.”
“I fit in a closet.”
He doesn’t laugh.
“You intrigued me.”
“Not enough to call me after that kiss, though.”
He shakes his head. My heart plummets.
“No, Amanda. The opposite. You intrigued me too much.”
I get the sense that the word ‘intrigued’ means something else.
“You mean I scared you.”
His eyes flash with emotion I can’t read.
“Yes.”
Men like Andrew McCormick don’t do this. They don’t lay their emotions out on the table like this. Why is he doing this?
“Then why did you kiss me again? And again. And again again - ”
“I don’t know.”
“C’mon.” The driver takes us onto the Mass Pike, lights flying by like spaceships. Like little orbs shooting past us, filled with people oblivious to the quantum shift taking place inside this tiny space. “You always know. You’re a CEO. You compartmentalize. You execute. You decide. You act. You can’t tell me that the great wunderkind Andrew Mc -”
He’s on me before I can take an inbreath to continue speaking, his body so big and bold, so impulsive and unrelenting. The limo becomes its own dimension, his hands seeking to hold all of me as we tumble into some new plane of awareness that doesn’t factor into any life we’ve known until this moment. His mouth finds mine, hands under my suit jacket, palm cupping the lines of my breasts, my waist, my hips, and he’s tasting me again, this time with an urgent need that comes from an honesty I don’t think he’s felt permission to express in a very long time.
If ever.
Praise for the Book
"OMG Once I started this book I knew I would not be able to put it down ... and that is exactly what happened.[...] I have been a fan of Julia Kent's work from when I read my first book by her "Random Acts of Crazy" and have read everything she has written. I cannot wait for the next book in this series to find out what happens next in the lives of Declan and Shannon and of course all of the others!" ~ sambora01
"Julia Kent has done it again. Shopping for a CEO is the amazingly funny love story of Amanda and Andrew. [...] Fans of Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum novels will love Kent's characters. They get into over the top situations but unlike the Plum novels, you do get resolution with character's romances at the end of the book. Kent's books are a pleasure to read and always help cheer me up when I'm in a funk." ~ Stephanie Belden
"This book is loaded with laughs. Laughs so hard your sides will hurt. You might expell a little pee also. Fair warning. Just as in all her series there will also be a moments that you don't expect, especially the ending. Moments that will make you feel for both Amanda and Andrew." ~ Amazon Customer
"I would recommend this book and the whole series to anyone that loves a good comedy romance that will keep you on the edge of your seat and Julia Kent does it with all of her books. Can't wait to see if there will be more to this series and her other series as well." ~ Dianna Krueger
"If you've read the previous books in the Shopping series, you must continue with this one! Although this book does not end in a cliffhanger, Julia does leave it open for continuation in Book 8, Shopping for a Billionaire's Wife! I can't wait!" ~ Amazon Customer
Guest Post by the Author
Top 5 Ways to Handle a Momzilla at a Billionaire’s Wedding
5. Tiramisu. Preferably with something in it she can choke on.
4. Use the word “Elope” repeatedly, like garlic waved at a vampire.
3. Accept, with defeat, the fact that you’re going to have to wear that tartan thong that matches your dress for the Scottish-themed wedding.
2. Offer her an unlimited budget (hey, you’re a billionaire ...).
1. When all else fails, run away. Sometimes the only way to win is not to play. ;)
About the Author
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent 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.
Giveaway
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