Today is the release day of The Best Man’s Proposal by Wynter Daniels, and we’re here to let you try before you buy!
First, here’s a bit more about the book, and don’t forget to enter the giveaway at the end!
About the book
The Best Man's ProposalAuthor: Wynter Daniels
Series: The Hamilton Sisters #2
Publisher: Entangled Publishing (Lovestruck)
Release date: September 18th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Comedy, Romance
Purchase: Amazon UK | Amazon US | Kobo
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Niki Hamilton had her hopes pinned on moving to Europe with her boyfriend. But then he dumped her. By text message. Just before her sister’s wedding. Left dateless in a flamingo-pink monstrosity of a bridesmaid dress, she decides to drown her sorrows in a glass of tall, dark, and handsome.
Firefighter Grant Powers has been burned by love, but when his best friend’s new sister-in-law falls into his arms—and stays there for one sexy night—he enjoys the experience a little too much.
Then a rental snafu leaves Niki temporarily homeless. So, gentleman and masochist that he is, Grant offers his spare bedroom. Despite the smoldering sexual tension between them, starting anything would be playing with fire.
Now, they just have to survive living together for a few weeks…
Saying a quick prayer that he didn’t have any nosy neighbors with itchy 911-dialing fingers, she kneeled down and peered under the door. The paper was only an inch or two away. If she could stick something long and thin through the space, she could pull it out.
Rifling in her purse, she found a nail file. Perfect. On the first attempt, she missed by a fraction of an inch. She held her breath, ready to give it another try.
Out of nowhere, an orange furry paw landed on the note. Before she could grab the paper, a triumphant meow let her know that Grant’s cat had moved it out of her reach.
“Son of a—” Sweat ran down her face. She wiped it away and got even lower, hoping to get a better visual. “Here kitty, kitty.”
The damn cat was nowhere in sight. Nor was her note.
“Looking for something down there?”
Oh God. She knew that honey-smooth, deep voice.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she imagined what she must look like, on all fours, butt up in the air, peeking under his door. The very picture of elegance. “I can explain,” she said to the ground.