Apr
Today I’m excited to participate in the Blog Tour of ‘The Billionaire’s Fake Fiancée’ by Annika Martin. This is a sexy romantic comedy, and it’s out NOW!
I absolutely love romance novels. Especially in this time of Corona and not being able to go anywhere. Romance makes me feel so much better, and I can completely lose myself in my books. So when I saw this romantic comedy , by an author I hadn’t read before, I couldn’t resist. And when I was able to start reading, I dived right in.
In ‘The Billionaire’s Fake Fiancée’ we meet Tabitha. Tabitha is an hairdresser who goes through life trying to make something positive and good from every day. She is eccentric, fun, has a lot of humor, and a big soap opera addiction. And her favorite time of the week is Friday night, when she does the hair of Billionaire Rex. Rex is a workaholic, and definitely the opposite of Tabitha. People probably would describe him as a jerk. So when Rex needs to find a fake fiancée, who he can’t get attracted too, Tabitha sounds like the perfect match.
I was looking for something fun to read, and I definitely got it with ‘The Billionaire’s Fake Fiancée’. I started laughing out loud several times while reading this book. I mean this book was just so damn good. Tabitha’s character is unlike any I read before, and I loved her. She was just so fun. And she tried to make the best of everything. She was definitely the only one who stood up to Rex, and was able to make him smile.
The chemistry between Tabitha and Rex was definitely intense from the moment they met. But they both had their issues, and I just loved how they slowly got closer and closer. The romance between them was definitely good enough to give me butterflies. And I was rooting for them from the start.
The whole soap opera thing was also definitely funny. Although I haven’t see a real soap opera in a long time, I could easily picture Tabitha and Rex sitting on a couch with the tv on watching Days of Our Lives. LOL!!
This was my first Annika Martin novel, and I really enjoyed it. This book was really funny, romantic and overall just a very fun, relaxing read. I’d definitely recommend it.
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My gaze falls to her lips and my mind goes blank. “Did you not read the contract?” I bite out. “This relationship is to be purely platonic.”
“Oh, I know. And before you think I’m jonesing to kiss you, please know, I’m just trying to do a professional job at this, and the kiss is important. Because I can tell you right now, when people do the fake engagement ploy and get busted, it’s often because they’re forced to do a first kiss in front of suspicious people. Everybody can tell a first kiss.”
“Have you been involved in other fake engagement situations?” I ask.
“No, but, you know, it’s a thing. Trust me.”
“It’s a thing?” I ask, incredulous.
“Well, on soap operas,” she adds.
I groan. “Jesus Christ, save me from your ridiculous soap opera wisdom.”
“What? There is a lot of life wisdom in soap operas.”
I give her a hard look.
“And the fact is, with people who have never kissed, there’s a lot of trepidation. They’re like, How do I start off? Where do I put my hands? Which way should I tilt my head?”
“Those are not questions that would cross my mind during a kiss. Ever.”
“Please. Spare me from the knowledge of what crosses your mind when you kiss a woman,” she says. “I’m just telling you, people aren’t stupid. They’re capable of recognizing a first kiss. We need at least one practice round. Unfortunately.”
I swallow. Somewhere down on Wall Street, trading is in full swing. I have rates to check, reports to analyze, spreads to monitor, but the idea of pulling her to me and kissing her crowds all of that out. My hands flex.
A practice kiss. I can’t think of a worse idea. “We’re not a couple who enjoys public displays of affection.”
She does her playful wince. “Okay, buuuuuut…what happens when they toast our engagement? We can’t exactly shake hands.”
Will people do that? Gather around and expect us to kiss in front of them? I focus on the window. The whole idea here was not to be tempted or distracted.
“If I decide we need a practice kiss,” I inform her, “then and only then will we have a practice kiss. And I’ll do the kissing.”
“It has to be more than a peck,” she says. “Just in case that’s what you’re imagining.”
“Rest assured, a kiss from me would be the opposite of a peck.”
“The opposite of a peck,” she echoes, as though she finds it funny.
“The polar opposite.” My gaze has gone back to her lips. They’d taste like some sort of sugary berry. Her dark hair would be thick and cool in my grip, her ass soft and firm. My mind won’t stop spinning on kissing her, now.
“I’m trying to help you pull this off,” she says. “Think of the times you’ve had a first kiss. The wild rush of it. The buzz of it. It’ll be so obvious.”
I frown. Who the hell has she been sharing these mind-altering first kisses with?
“Don’t worry, I get this is business,” she says. “You’re not at all the type of guy I go for, either.”
“No? Do tell—what type of guy do you go for?”
“For one, he would scoff at the idea of a private jet. And he would never wear or even possess cufflinks. Or if he did, there’d be a string attached to the cufflinks because he would’ve made them into an awesome toy for little Seymour. That would be a guy for me.”
“Sounds like a loser,” I growl.
This Blog Tour was organized by Social Butterfly PR.
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Maureen is a mom, wife, nurse, and Ravenclaw living in the Netherlands. She spends her days juggling mom-life, reading, blogging, planning date nights with her husband and working as a nurse. Maureen also is a big Anglophile, loves cooking, Gilmore Girls, Bridgerton and Harry Potter.. Always! Facebook | Instagram