Synopsis:
Welcome to the sexy, crazy, wildly unpredictable world of modern matchmaking, where fixing up strangers is part of the job—but falling in love is an occupational hazard…
He's The Perfect Catch.
Blake Donovan is tall, handsome, rich, and successful—so why would a guy like him need a matchmaker? Andrea Dawson has no idea, but a job is a job. After being blackballed from a career in marketing, Andrea agreed to use her unique profiling skills to play matchmaker out of pure desperation. But when she meets her highly eligible—and particular—first client face to face, she wonders what she’s gotten herself into…
Is She His Perfect Match?
Blake knows exactly the kind of woman he’s looking for—and it’s the total opposite of Andrea. Though smart and undeniably sexy, she is simply too headstrong for a man who’s used to being in charge. Still, Blake’s blood pressure rises whenever she’s near him. How can he explain the smoldering attraction that sizzles between them? And how can Andrea deny she’s feeling it, too? Maybe, just maybe, they’ve finally met their match…
MISS MATCH
by Laurelin McGee
Excerpt 1
Blake stared at his monitor, fingers steepled beneath his chin. He was well aware that the pose made him look slightly villainous, and had cultivated it to keep unwanted visitors from popping into his office and interrupting him. The
ad had
been
taken
down nearly
as soon
as Andrea Dawson had closed the door, overly firmly, behind herself. Yet the email account he’d set up to receive answers was
still
getting
messages,
242
and
counting.
He could
have delegated it to his secretary, of course, but this was a delicate matter. Best to handle it personally. Blake wanted to
delete them all, but since Drea had left a message with his secretary an hour before politely declining the job, he knew
it wasn’t
wise.
Maybe he should forget the whole damn bride idea. Except that would be admitting defeat, and Blake Donovan
never admitted defeat. When he’d hit his thirty-fifth birthday nearly
a year before,
he had achieved
everything on
his five-year plan except marriage. He firmly believed then—and still did now—that a wife was necessary for various
reasons,
such as
hosting
social
engagements,
appealing to clients who were more family-centered, and having an
automatic plus-one at all the
charity and business functions he attended. Also,
the sex would be more
convenient than his current method of cruising the local bars. And though
he’d never say it
aloud,
he found returning
home after a long day at work to an empty house was lonely.
Silly, yes,
but
true.
He’d thought finding a wife would be an easy enough task. First, he went to his colleagues to set him up. But after
several horrible
blind
dates
and with
his next
birthday
approaching quickly, he felt a professional was needed to find the woman for him. So Blake had joined Millionaire Matches online. That turned out to be another big fat failure. Perhaps
Blake
made a mistake
by sleeping
with
and
then dumping the
CEO.
Her parting words to him as
she closed his account were, “You couldn’t pay someone enough money to find a
bride for you in this town.” He couldn’t let that
challenge
go undefeated,
now, could
he?
Blowing air
through his pursed lips, he considered.
Drea
was his choice for the job, hands down. Who else
had the precise
background
and
skills
to seek
out
and
vet
his future wife? By and large, the other candidates who had
shown up in his office wearing too much makeup and perfume were only interested in wedding him themselves. And
the few serious inquirers had résumés filled with skills such
as “social media ninja.” What the hell was that supposed to
mean? He wasn’t about to hire someone like that to perform the most important task he was going to assign this year.
And there
was
that something
else about Drea.
Something he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Her brash approach
was
usually
a turnoff in
an employee. Perhaps
it was that
she’d turned him down—no one said no to Blake Donovan, after all. It couldn’t be that, though—he’d sensed the some-
thing
even before that.
He struggled to put a name
to it. Underneath her obvious dislike and disrespect for Blake and the job he was pro-
posing,
he sensed . . . what?
A connection, that’s what.
An understanding
that few people had
of him.
It was both
terrifying and thrilling.
Laurelin McGee is the pseudonym of Laurelin Paige and Kayti McGee.
Laurelin Paige is the NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Fixed Trilogy. She's a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there's kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters.
Kayti McGee is a Kansas City native who now calls Colorado home. When she isn’t writing, she’s making up recipes to go with her favorite books.
