#NewRelease: Christine Warner A Friendly Engagement
Hiya, readers! I'm excited to be part of a new release book party with Christine Warner! Christine writes smart, sexy books and this one is sooo good! I was able to read an ARC and absolutely loved it - plus it's the first of a series, and I lurrve series.
Here's what you can look forward to in A Friendly Engagement:
Whatās a little engagement between friends?
Omar Esterly is married to his job. But when Omar sets his sights on a potential, family-oriented client, his confirmed bachelorhood becomes a problem. Fortunately, his friend and employee, Devi Boss, has the perfect planā¦
Okay, so it wasn't exactly Devi's plan to become her friend's fake fiancĆ©e. Lies aren't her style. However, Omar offers her a big, beautiful raiseāenough to track down the missing father she's never knownāand Devi reluctantly agrees to the whole engagement hoaxā¦
This was supposed to be a no-strings-attached win-win for both Devi and Omar, but when they cross the line between friendship andā¦well, something more, Devi realizes sheās made a huge mistake that just might cost her both job and friendāfalling for her fiancĆ©.
Excerpt:
āYouāre game for anything, right?ā
Devi compressed her lips and studied Omar through a narrow gaze, taking in the way his overly bright eyes concentrated on her face as if memorizing every pore. Her gaze traveled south to the non-existent rise and fall of his chest and how he pushed his suit jacket aside as he placed his hands low on his hips. Heād stopped breathing while he waited for her reply. That made her more nervous than anything. āNormally I am game for anything, but considering the man asking the question, Iām a little nervous.ā She licked her lips.
Omar shook his head, swallowing her hands in the warmth of his. āNo. This is a great idea. I canāt believe I didnāt see it before.ā
āIāll hold back on saying Iām glad I could help until I know what youāve got pinging around your brain.ā She tried to pull free of his grip, but he only grasped her fingers tighter. Her inner voice told her whatever plan heād cooked up included her and she wouldnāt be thrilled with the role.
āBartow wants a family-first firm. He wants a planner who is married, blah, blah blah.ā He dismissed his unfinished words with the thrust of his chin.
Devi nodded, her mouth going dry. Was he planning to hire a wife, or about to propose?
āI might not be married, but what if I were engaged?ā
She didnāt want to jump to conclusions about the proposal so she pasted on a tight smile. āDo you have a serious girlfriend hidden away I donāt know about?ā The thought unsettled her, but she pushed aside the heaviness in her gut. Omar and relationships mixed like fire and ice. Not that women didnāt find him attractive and vice versa, but his true love would always be work. Most sane women wanted something more than a workaholic commitment-phobe.
He shook his head a bit too vigorously. āNo. No.ā His grip tightened, and she flexed her fingers so heād loosen his hold. āHear me out before you shoot me down.ā
āIām more curious than ever.ā Again, she threw sand over that niggling feeling in her belly. She never jumped to conclusions. Living by the seat of your pants didnāt allow it, butā¦
Why start now? She rolled her shoulders in an effort to relax. Omar pulled her off to the side and out of the crowd moving past them on the sidewalk. His hands shook with excitement, and he swallowed hard before clearing his throat. Always calm and collected, his buildup unsettled Devi, and she tugged one hand from his grip and pressed it against the gurgle growing in her stomach.
āHow about we announce our engagement? I could pull in some favors and have it in the press Monday morning. Thatād still give Bartow enough time to invite us to the meet and greet. Andāā
āWhoa, whoa, whoa.ā Deviās stomach did a nosedive, and she yanked her other hand from his death grip and stepped back. She twisted one of the bangle bracelets on her wrist. āOur engagement? First off, I didnāt even know we were dating. And second, I am not going to help you get ahead by lying.ā
Here's what you can look forward to in A Friendly Engagement:
Whatās a little engagement between friends?
Omar Esterly is married to his job. But when Omar sets his sights on a potential, family-oriented client, his confirmed bachelorhood becomes a problem. Fortunately, his friend and employee, Devi Boss, has the perfect planā¦
Okay, so it wasn't exactly Devi's plan to become her friend's fake fiancĆ©e. Lies aren't her style. However, Omar offers her a big, beautiful raiseāenough to track down the missing father she's never knownāand Devi reluctantly agrees to the whole engagement hoaxā¦
This was supposed to be a no-strings-attached win-win for both Devi and Omar, but when they cross the line between friendship andā¦well, something more, Devi realizes sheās made a huge mistake that just might cost her both job and friendāfalling for her fiancĆ©.
Excerpt:
āYouāre game for anything, right?ā
Devi compressed her lips and studied Omar through a narrow gaze, taking in the way his overly bright eyes concentrated on her face as if memorizing every pore. Her gaze traveled south to the non-existent rise and fall of his chest and how he pushed his suit jacket aside as he placed his hands low on his hips. Heād stopped breathing while he waited for her reply. That made her more nervous than anything. āNormally I am game for anything, but considering the man asking the question, Iām a little nervous.ā She licked her lips.
Omar shook his head, swallowing her hands in the warmth of his. āNo. This is a great idea. I canāt believe I didnāt see it before.ā
āIāll hold back on saying Iām glad I could help until I know what youāve got pinging around your brain.ā She tried to pull free of his grip, but he only grasped her fingers tighter. Her inner voice told her whatever plan heād cooked up included her and she wouldnāt be thrilled with the role.
āBartow wants a family-first firm. He wants a planner who is married, blah, blah blah.ā He dismissed his unfinished words with the thrust of his chin.
Devi nodded, her mouth going dry. Was he planning to hire a wife, or about to propose?
āI might not be married, but what if I were engaged?ā
She didnāt want to jump to conclusions about the proposal so she pasted on a tight smile. āDo you have a serious girlfriend hidden away I donāt know about?ā The thought unsettled her, but she pushed aside the heaviness in her gut. Omar and relationships mixed like fire and ice. Not that women didnāt find him attractive and vice versa, but his true love would always be work. Most sane women wanted something more than a workaholic commitment-phobe.
He shook his head a bit too vigorously. āNo. No.ā His grip tightened, and she flexed her fingers so heād loosen his hold. āHear me out before you shoot me down.ā
āIām more curious than ever.ā Again, she threw sand over that niggling feeling in her belly. She never jumped to conclusions. Living by the seat of your pants didnāt allow it, butā¦
Why start now? She rolled her shoulders in an effort to relax. Omar pulled her off to the side and out of the crowd moving past them on the sidewalk. His hands shook with excitement, and he swallowed hard before clearing his throat. Always calm and collected, his buildup unsettled Devi, and she tugged one hand from his grip and pressed it against the gurgle growing in her stomach.
āHow about we announce our engagement? I could pull in some favors and have it in the press Monday morning. Thatād still give Bartow enough time to invite us to the meet and greet. Andāā
āWhoa, whoa, whoa.ā Deviās stomach did a nosedive, and she yanked her other hand from his death grip and stepped back. She twisted one of the bangle bracelets on her wrist. āOur engagement? First off, I didnāt even know we were dating. And second, I am not going to help you get ahead by lying.ā
About Christine Warner:
Christine Warner is living her dream in Michigan along with her family, three laptops (she might have a slight addiction, or maybe itās a fear of one imploding from overuse) and a much loved assortment of furry friends.
Besides laughing and a good round of humor, she enjoys spending time with her family, cooking, reading, writing but no arithmetic. A confessed people watcher, she finds inspiration for her stories in everyday activities. She loves to read and write about strong heroes and determined, sometimes sassy heroines.
A girl gone wild, at least where social media is concerned, she enjoys meeting other avid readers and writers on facebook, twitter, Instagram, goodreads, and her website. You can also sign up for Christine's newsletter or her street team to get early notices about new books and other fun stuff.
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