Millionaire B&B Releases FEBRUARY 1, 2019
Sadie is a successful romance author. She can write a swoon-worthy man with the best of them but can’t seem to find one for herself. Miles is the cute and wealthy heir to Copeland Press, Sadie’s publishing house. It’s hard to find a woman in his social circle who appreciates a down-to-earth book nerd.
When a twist of fate has Miles and Sadie double booked in the same vacation rental, they decide to share the cabin. Even though Miles isn’t Sadie’s type, she can’t deny the chemistry between them. Sadie’s down for a flirty fling, but Miles has other plans. He’s got a huge crush, and just one week to convince Sadie they were meant for a happily ever after.
Book Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07MWHP4PY
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Content Advisory: This is adult fiction and as such is steamier than my YA books. This book would not fall into the “clean and wholesome” category but is very tame compared to traditional adult romance. It includes heated/descriptive kisses and inner dialogue, innuendo, references to sex, implied sexual relationships, one fade-to-black scene, mild language and some drinking. There are no F words and there is no written sex. MPAA guidelines would put it at PG-13.
“What’ll it be?” I looked at Miles after grabbing Ethan’s beer and a Diet Coke for myself.
“What do you have?”
I leaned over and hung on the refrigerator door, surveying its contents. “Corona Light, some cheap boxed wine, orange juice, Diet Coke, Dr Pepper, milk, water.” Miles hadn’t answered, and when I turned back, I caught him dragging his gaze away from my butt. “French vanilla creamer…” I teased, boring my eyes into him. He knew he was busted, but he played it off smoothly.
Miles chuckled. “I was going to say Dr Pepper, but you may have just sold me on the Coffee-Mate.” I grinned at his witty comeback, and his face lit up. Then he winked, and my heart skipped a beat.
There are all kinds of winkers in this world: the squinty winker, the rapid winker, the slow-motion winker, the blinker, the can’t-get-my-eye-closed-all-the-way half-blinker, and my least favorite, the over winker. Like Goldilocks, I decided Miles’s wink was just right.
“I’d have pegged you for a beer man,” I replied, handing Miles a Dr Pepper.
“I’m actually more of a wine guy. But I’ve just learned that wine with hamburgers is gross, and I’m trying to impress you.” I pressed my lips together. Was he teasing me or flirting with me? Because it sounded like a little of both.