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Promo Spotlight and Giveaway: The Boyfriend Contract by Victoria James

Thursday, September 26, 2019

Today, I'm hosting a promo on Victoria James's latest release, The Boyfriend Contract, as a part of the ongoing VBT. Also find an excerpt for your enjoyment. The giveaway includes a $10 Amazon GC so don't forget to enter via rafflecopter below!!
The Boyfriend Contract
Victoria James
Published: September 23, 2019 by Entangled Amara
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/46157128-the-boyfriend-contract
Emily Birmingham has had it up to here with men.

Growing up with an overbearing father and then her brother inherits everything she’s worked her whole life to build. Now she’s living in her grandmother's dilapidated house in the middle of nowhere Canada, jobless, and dealing with the most annoyingly sexy contractor on the planet. Exactly when did her life become an anti-Hallmark movie?

Cooper Merrick learned the hard way that love is definitely not worth the risk. He’s happy running the family contracting business alongside his well-meaning but overly-opinionated brothers...happy enough until polished and perfect Emily enters his world. Nothing prepared him for the ways she turns his life upside down and reaches the parts of himself he’s closed off from the world.

But when he finally gets up the nerve to ask Emily out, she says her next date will need to come with a written contract and some very particular ground rules. Yeah, it sounds crazy, but why does he find himself wanting to sign on the dotted line?

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An Excerpt from The Boyfriend Contract:

She opened the door, the cool air making her shudder,and walked around the side, her heels sinking into the softgravel. He was pulling things out of the cab of his truck.“You should go back inside, Emily. It’s cold and damp outhere. No point in both of us getting chilled,” he said, notreally looking at her, just chucking tools onto the ground.She’d never changed a tire in herlife or even seen anyonechange one.

“That’s okay. I’ll keep you company,” she said, trying tosound chipper as the wind blew her hair off her face, makinga mockery of the perfect beach waves she’d managed.Her mouth went dryas he began unbuttoning his shirt.She shouldn’t stare. Unfortunately she just couldn’t makeherself turn away.

He shrugged out of his button-down shirt and droppedit into the cab of his truck, not paying her any notice, whichwas good because she didn’t really want to look away.Sure, she’d seen him around the house in T-shirts, but thiswasn’t the same. This was a fitted white undershirt that wasplastered to his body, highlighting all of his muscles as theyrippled. If she’d had a lawn chair and popcorn she mighthave pulled up and watched the show. That was juvenile ofher. “Can I do anything?” she asked, knowing she actuallyhad no way of helping.

He was now under the truck and hoisting it up. Herbreath caught as his shirt rode up, revealing what she’dsuspected were taut, perhaps six-pack abs. Not that itmattered. That was vain andsilly. Very silly. But she still didn’t turn away.

“Nope,” came the muffled reply.

She ignored him. He stood abruptly and hauled the tireoff the back of the truck, and she tried not to look like she’dbeen watching him like a fangirl as he paused and made eyecontact with her.

“I’m sorry,” he said flatly.

Emotion and adrenaline clogged her throat as she staredat the man in front of her. His hair was as disheveled as hers.He was dirty and hard and frustrated, and he was the bestthing she’dever seen in her entire life because he was real.He was staring at her as though he’d just committed a crime,as though it hurt him, because their date hadn’t gone like itwas supposed to. He was concerned for her. Maybe that wasit. Maybe it was because Cooper was a man of so many gifts,so much heartache, so much integrity. Maybe that was whyshe didn’t just standthere on the sidelines and accept thatas her fate in life.

Life wasn’t fair, and he was living proof of that, but thewinners kept going, they kept pushing through the pain andthe heartache, they pushed to see if they could get to theother side. That’s what she wanted. She wanted him. Shewanted to join him, to find that other side, that new life.Maybe he got that, because instead of going back to fixingthe tire, he let it fall to the ground, and as he approached, hedropped the tool he was holding and kept walking towardher with an expression that made it impossible to breathe.He stood in front of her, maybe an inch from makingcontact, and then he raised his hands and cupped eachside of her face, and she was pretty sure that her entire lifeshe had never experienced something so intoxicating and overwhelming as having Cooper’s hands on hers, his gazeon her, telling her things without words. He was speaking toher heart, and no one had ever done that. “I’m sorry tonightdidn’t go as planned. I wanted to do something special foryou,” he said, his voice low and gruff, his gaze going fromher eyes to her mouth.

“This…right here…you, this is all I want,” she whispered.She didn’t have a minute to second-guess being so candidand so vulnerable, because he lowered his mouth and tookhers in a way that made it perfectly clear he wanted her justas much. His mouth was firm and intense and everythingshe dreamed of. Her hands roamed over his hard chest, andhe kept one hand onher face while the other pulled herinto him, and the feel of his hard body made her whimper
against his mouth.

He backed her against the truck, and she finallyexperienced what it was like to lose control. She had neverimagined how all-encompassing, how consuming it could beto be with someone. But she knew it wasn’t just someone,just anyone, because no one had ever managed to evokecomplete abandon like he did. It was like she was herself,but without inhibitions, like she was looking at herself fromoutside.

This woman, the one in Cooper’s arms, the one kissinga man on the side of the road against a truck, wasn’t sensibleEmily. This woman was the real Emily.
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About the Author:

Victoria James is a romance writer living near Toronto. She is a mother to two young children, one very disorderly feline, and wife to her very own hero.

Victoria attended Queen’s University and graduated with a degree in English Literature. She then earned a degree in Interior Design. After the birth of her first child she began pursuing her life-long passion of writing. Her dream of being a published romance author was realized by Entangled in 2012.

Victoria is living her dream— staying home with her children and conjuring up happy endings for her characters. Victoria would love to hear from her readers!

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