My Thoughts
I so adored Greer. Such a sweet heart. My heart hurt for her when Asher didn't see her and broke hers. I wanted to give Asher a shake or two for that one night, but then he completely turned himself around and decided that he would go after Greer and win her heart. I hated her father who was such an ass. Greer wanted a family and she could have that with Asher. I loved that he wanted to give her everything. I enjoyed their story.
I give The Billionaire's Favorite Mistake 4 hearts!
About the Book
I so adored Greer. Such a sweet heart. My heart hurt for her when Asher didn't see her and broke hers. I wanted to give Asher a shake or two for that one night, but then he completely turned himself around and decided that he would go after Greer and win her heart. I hated her father who was such an ass. Greer wanted a family and she could have that with Asher. I loved that he wanted to give her everything. I enjoyed their story.
I give The Billionaire's Favorite Mistake 4 hearts!
About the Book
A hot one night stand between friends might spark true love
in the latest Billionaires and Bridesmaids novel from the New York Times
bestselling author of Billionaire Takes a Bride.
Greer has always been there for Asher, but she wishes she
could break through her shyness and show how much she truly loves him. But
after a steamy, mindless fling at Hunter and Gretchen’s engagement party, Greer
finds herself tossed aside and forced to admit that you can’t love someone who
doesn’t acknowledge you exist.
It’s a shame he got her pregnant.
After his fiancée betrayed him and tanked his business in
one fell swoop, Asher has spent his time trying to rebuild his wealth and
forget the past. But he doesn’t understand why Greer blew him off after their
night together—until he catches a glimpse of her belly.
Now Asher is willing to do whatever it takes to convince
Greer she belongs with him. And he’s very skilled at the art of persuasion.
A hot one night stand between friends might spark true love
in The Billionaire’s Favorite Mistake by Jessica Clare!
Purchase Links
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Excerpt
Greer smiled and approached, keeping her hands at her side
so she didn’t hide the fantastic low cleavage of her dress. If she knew
anything about men, it was that they could be diverted from anything with a
nice pair of boobs.
As if determined to prove her theory right, Asher paused
mid-conversation and stepped to the side, directly in her path. “Greer?”
“Hi, Asher.” Her voice was breathless with excitement. He
was here. He was here and he was noticing her. In fact, she was pretty sure he
was staring at her, hard.
“You look . . . different.” His voice was low, sexy.
Yes! He was noticing! Oh crap, what should she say to pull
him away from the others? He had a mask slung in one hand and a drink in the
other. “What’s your costume?”
“Pimp daddy,” one guy said, and the men around him guffawed.
Asher turned away from Greer and slugged a guy in the
shoulder. “Fuck off, guys. This is Greer. She’s like a little sister to me.”
Her nostrils flared with irritation. Little sister? Really?
Did he not see her tits hanging out of this fucking skimpy dress? But then the
men started laughing and talking over each other all at once, and she nearly
screamed with frustration. She needed to get him away from the group of ex–frat
boys if she was ever going to get a word in edgewise. Time to use her
nonexistent wiles.
When Asher turned back to a guy telling a story, she moved
forward and leaned in, pushing her breasts against Asher’s arm. That got his
attention. He looked down at her, and she was short, which meant he had a
fantastic view of her cleavage. She was pleased when his gaze stuck there, and
he downed the rest of his drink, ignoring his chatty friend.
“Can we go someplace private and catch up, Asher?” Sure,
they had lunch last week, but maybe there’d be some catching up to do between
now and then, right?
He nodded, transfixed by her cleavage, and handed his empty
glass to a passing server, grabbing a fresh one. “You lead the way.”
Perfect.
About the Author
Jessica Clare
This is a pen name for Jill Myles.
Jill Myles has been an incurable romantic since childhood.
She reads all the 'naughty parts' of books first, looks for a dirty joke in
just about everything, and thinks to this day that the Little House on the
Prairie books should have been steamier.
After devouring hundreds of paperback romances, mythology
books, and archaeological tomes, she decided to write a few books of her own -
stories with a wild adventure, sharp banter, and lots of super-sexy situations.
She prefers her heroes alpha and half-dressed, her heroines witty, and she
loves nothing more than watching them overcome adversity to fall into bed
together.
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