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Bombshell by CD Reiss
Publication
Date: May 1st, 2017
Publisher: Montlake
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publication
Date: May 1st, 2017
Publisher: Montlake
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis:
Hollywood bad boy Brad Sinclair always gets his way,
whether it’s the role he wants or the bikini-clad model he has to have. But
when a bombshell gets dropped in his lap in the form of a dimpled five-year-old
from a forgotten relationship, he knows his life is about to change forever.
whether it’s the role he wants or the bikini-clad model he has to have. But
when a bombshell gets dropped in his lap in the form of a dimpled five-year-old
from a forgotten relationship, he knows his life is about to change forever.
Cara DuMont isn’t exactly thrilled when she gets assigned
to be the nanny for the latest box-office king. She has one rule: no celebrity
fathers, especially single ones with devilish good looks and rock-hard abs.
to be the nanny for the latest box-office king. She has one rule: no celebrity
fathers, especially single ones with devilish good looks and rock-hard abs.
But as soon as Cara meets Brad and his adorable little
girl, she knows she’s in for a world of trouble. Because there’s something
about the way Brad looks at her that makes her believe that some rules are
meant to be broken…
girl, she knows she’s in for a world of trouble. Because there’s something
about the way Brad looks at her that makes her believe that some rules are
meant to be broken…
Excerpt:
The front door
opened. I expected a housekeeper or butler, but it was the actor himself.
opened. I expected a housekeeper or butler, but it was the actor himself.
I hadn’t
forgotten how beautiful he was; I’d just chosen not to think about it.
forgotten how beautiful he was; I’d just chosen not to think about it.
“Ma’am,” he
said. Southern boy. Parents together. Christian elementary. Public secondary.
Two years at USC Drama. Dates his costars for a month after the wrap party,
then moves on. Poring through the trades and making calls, I’d discovered he’d
spend at least eight of the next twelve months overseas doing action movies,
but most had postproduction in town.
said. Southern boy. Parents together. Christian elementary. Public secondary.
Two years at USC Drama. Dates his costars for a month after the wrap party,
then moves on. Poring through the trades and making calls, I’d discovered he’d
spend at least eight of the next twelve months overseas doing action movies,
but most had postproduction in town.
“Mr. Sinclair,”
I said, holding my hand out. “Nice to see you outside a bathroom.”
I said, holding my hand out. “Nice to see you outside a bathroom.”
He shook my
hand.
hand.
I’d shaken
plenty of famous hands attached to gorgeous men, but my imagination was sparked
by the way his fingers slid against mine to grasp them and the way our palms
pressed together. My mind clouded over with ripped sheets, hard muscles, and
soft skin.
plenty of famous hands attached to gorgeous men, but my imagination was sparked
by the way his fingers slid against mine to grasp them and the way our palms
pressed together. My mind clouded over with ripped sheets, hard muscles, and
soft skin.
“Pleasure’s
mine,” he said and my brain skipped like a trip on a cracked sidewalk over the
word pleasure.
mine,” he said and my brain skipped like a trip on a cracked sidewalk over the
word pleasure.
He didn’t give
me the oversincere hand-over-clasp to show me how damn happy he was to see me,
but there was something intimate about that half a second.
me the oversincere hand-over-clasp to show me how damn happy he was to see me,
but there was something intimate about that half a second.
Just a
consultation.
consultation.
I followed him
into the house. Dora Donovan had designed it. Looked like her with her
faux-midcentury white couch and shag rug. That wasn’t going to work with
playdates unless he wanted to keep an upholsterer on staff.
into the house. Dora Donovan had designed it. Looked like her with her
faux-midcentury white couch and shag rug. That wasn’t going to work with
playdates unless he wanted to keep an upholsterer on staff.
We went
through the living room to a smaller room with a pool table smack in the
middle. It had a stained glass Budweiser lamp over it and was racked for
nine-ball. Dora Donovan had nothing to do with this room, for sure.
through the living room to a smaller room with a pool table smack in the
middle. It had a stained glass Budweiser lamp over it and was racked for
nine-ball. Dora Donovan had nothing to do with this room, for sure.
“Wanna sit?”
He held a chair out for me. The glass-topped table was just inside the open
patio doors and was set with iced tea.
He held a chair out for me. The glass-topped table was just inside the open
patio doors and was set with iced tea.
I sat.
“I’m not a
date,” I said kindly, indicating the iced tea setup. “Just so you know. You
don’t have to do things like hold the chair for me.”
date,” I said kindly, indicating the iced tea setup. “Just so you know. You
don’t have to do things like hold the chair for me.”
“Habit, I
guess.”
guess.”
He sat
opposite me.
opposite me.
“Chivalry is
nice. But with the nanny, whomever you hire, it can be misconstrued.”
nice. But with the nanny, whomever you hire, it can be misconstrued.”
He smirked a
little, as if misconstruing his own thoughts. I cleared my throat and pulled my
jacket closed.
little, as if misconstruing his own thoughts. I cleared my throat and pulled my
jacket closed.
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About the Author
CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has
to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is
working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick
up she’s at the well hauling buckets.
to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is
working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick
up she’s at the well hauling buckets.
Born in New
York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in
screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did
give her a big enough ego to write novels.
York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in
screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did
give her a big enough ego to write novels.
She’s
frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but
hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.
frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but
hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.
If you meet
her in person, you should call her Christine.
her in person, you should call her Christine.
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