Title: Fake Engagement, Real Temptation
Author: Joya Ryan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 30, 2017
Publisher: Entangled Brazen
Synopsis
Oh. My. God. Carrie Morgan can’t escape her cheating ex fiancé. She goes on her Hawaiian honeymoon fantasy vacation to prove she’s over him—but he’s there with his mistress in tow. Good thing Carrie’s annoyingly over-protective friend Blake came with her. How’s she going to prove to her ex she’s over him? Easy. One… Two… Three… She grabs Blake and kisses him.
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Excerpt
Carrie.
He hustled her direction, and it wasn’t until he got
closer that he saw the massive pink suitcase she was fighting with was broken,
and the fuzz in question was coming from her—as in the bottom piece of her
dress, and she was next in line to drop off her bag.
“Jesus Christ,” he said, walking up to her. She looked
up from the fight with her bag, blew a lock of hair out of her face, and
scowled.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she asked. There was
that sass. He’d take attitude over her tears any day.
“I could ask you the same thing,” he said.
She pointed at her suitcase. “Well, you’re the genius
with the idea to go on my honeymoon alone, and since my arms get tired when I
flap them longer than ten minutes, I have to take an airplane to Hawaii.”
He raised a brow, his blood igniting in that way that
only Carrie could make it. That snarky tone made him want to spar with her. But
he knew her well enough to know she was still hiding pain beneath the brazen
attitude.
“I’m glad to see you found your sassy pants,” he said.
“Maybe they’ll keep you warm under that dress.”
She rolled her eyes and Blake continued.
“I’m glad you’re going and I’m glad you’re having your
adventure. But I was serious about needing a—”
“Spotter?” she cut in, using his term from earlier.
“Yes. Carrie, you going alone isn’t an option.”
“Well I’m a grown up and I’m not taking my brother.
That’s weird and, oh right, I’m. A. Grown up!” she said slowly, like he was an
idiot.
“Lane can’t make it,” he said frankly and watched her
eyes go wide, the truth hitting her.
“Lane sent you,” she said with venom in her voice. “How
did he even know I was here?”
“He didn’t, I did,” Blake corrected quickly. “After our
talk and realizing you wouldn’t wait, I tracked you down here.”
“Oh right, the infamous tracker,” she said, and Blake
wished she sounded more impressed. Not sure why that mattered. Maybe he could
contemplate that if he wasn’t too busy staring down plump, tan skin, currently
heaving out of the top of her dress.
My god she looked incredible.
But Carrie was clearly in a mood, and he couldn’t blame
her. Last thing he should be doing is checking her out. Which he wasn’t.
Because not only was she just left at the altar, but she was his best friends
little sister. No way in hell was he thinking of her in any other way other
than a lady to be protected.
Truth be told, he thought she’d be a crying mess of sad
clown makeup but instead, she was huffing from the suitcase, making the tight,
low cut of her dress dip even more, giving him yet another prime view of the
most perfect cleavage he’d ever seen.
Kevin was an idiot to not show up for a woman like her.
Stop thinking that way, she’s your buddy’s sister.
“Well you found me,” she said exasperated. “So you can
report back that I’m fine. Bye.”
“Sorry, little girl, can’t do that.”
About The Author
National and international bestselling author Joya Ryan is the author of more than a dozen adult and new-adult romance novels. Passionate about both cooking and dancing (despite not being too skilled at the latter), she loves traveling and seeking out new adventures. Visit her online at www.joyaryan.com.
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