Tuesday, June 24, 2014

~Blog Tour: Fake It~

Jennifer Chance is back with another novel that'll keep you hooked.
Anna Richardson meets the baddest (and sexiest) of bad boys in FAKE IT, the second novel in Jennifer Chance's sizzling Rule Breakers series, out on July 1, 2014 from Random House. This one is not to be missed, especially if you're looking for a bad boy fix!

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About FAKE IT:
As her sizzling new series continues, Jennifer Chance sparks some serious combustion between a sexy biker and a corporate go-getter who’s ready to let her hair down.
New grad Anna Richardson works hard—so hard that she’s given up having a romantic life. Anna has even convinced her friends that she’s dating an amazing guy—who they’ve simply never met. But now Anna has a wedding to attend and needs to produce the hottie she’s been lying about for the past six months. Enter Jake Flynn, her infuriating, motorcycle-riding, jaw-droppingly gorgeous neighbor, who’s more than willing to fake it for a weekend. In fact, Jake won’t be satisfied until things get real.
Though Jake is only playing the role of adoring boyfriend, he’s starting to feel the heat, and judging by Anna’s sweet blush, so is she. Letting chemistry this intense go to waste would be a real shame. Soon, though, the thin line between fantasy and reality fades. Jake may not be what every buttoned-up fast-tracker wants, but he’s sure as hell what Anna needs. And if she takes a ride with him, their adventure never has to end.

Also in the Rule Breakers series: ROCK IT by Jennifer Chance!

About Jennifer Chance:
Jennifer Chance is the award-winning author of the new adult Rule Breakers series. A lover of books, romance, and happily-ever-afters, she lives and writes in Ohio.

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~Excerpt~  Jake's POV- So you need a date?
“So you need a date.”
“No, I need my boyfriend ‘Dave.’ He’s been a running story for the past six months now, and he’s been working very well, thank you. Only now I’m expected to produce the man.”
“And since he doesn’t exist ...”
“I have to find someone to stand in for him.” Anna hesitated, casting her eyes downward toward her little notebook. “But I haven’t taken the time to look, and now it’s nearly too late. The wedding’s next weekend.”
“Mmm, yeah. A week isn’t much time.”
Anna shot him a look, clearly searching for sarcasm in a line that should have been dripping with it. Jake returned her regard evenly, forcing any twinkle out of his eyes. “What about an escort service?” he asked, wondering if she’d be shocked at the suggestion.
To his surprise, Anna just shrugged. “Tried it. Way too expensive for a whole weekend, and I was willing to pay a lot.” She waved a hand dismissively. “It doesn’t matter, like I said. The girls are taking me out tomorrow—and with the look they have planned for me, I should find someone. If not, then it’s all over.”
“The look?”
Anna picked up her drink to hide her face. “I told you, I’m desperate,” she mumbled. “We’re going to Allston-Brighton and I’ll be dressed to kill. Or so they keep telling me.”
Jake worked to stay focused on the conversation. But the image of pinup girl Anna Richardson “dressed to kill” was going to torture him the rest of the night. What did that even mean on a body like hers? “Well, then, it shouldn’t be all that difficult to pick up a guy,” he said. “Women do it all the time.”
“I don’t—” she said, but then seemed to realize how close he was to her, her eyes going wide as he invaded her personal space.
“You’re going to have to move up close to him,” Jake continued. “A lot like this, so only he can hear you. Got it?” When she nodded, he lowered his voice, leaning in. Every inch of Anna’s tantalizing curves were now within reach. It was all he could do not to skim his hands over them. “And then you say one of your lines. Such as ...”
To his surprise, Anna swayed toward him, looking up as if he were her whole world. She dropped a hand almost unconsciously to steady herself. It connected with the rough solidity of his jeans, and he could barely mask his sudden intake of breath.
“You know,” she murmured, her voice throaty and low. Then words spilled out of her so fast she didn’t seem to have time to be embarrassed. “I have somewhere I need to be this weekend, and I don’t want to go alone.”
She moved in closer, her lips now brushing Jake’s ear as her voice deepened. “How would you like to get away for the weekend? You can spend your days at a beach, I’ll pick up all your costs. Nothing but sun, surf, and a few appearances as my boyfriend, that’s it. I just really need a man for the weekend ...” Anna touched her tongue to Jake’s earlobe, and his insides went on full alert. “And you definitely qualify.”
As soon as the last words were out, Anna propelled herself backward and hopped onto her stool again, her breath hiccupping in her throat. Jake didn’t look at her for a moment, but he did take a long, measured drink of his beer.

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