Knotted
Brian
Here’s the deal. My baby sister’s off living her fairytale honeymoon, and one of my best friends ditched his responsibilities to chase after true love. So now, the reins of a multi-billion-dollar company are in my hands.
Believe me, the last thing shareholders want is a guy at the helm who’s had a run-in with the law for indecent exposure.
Meanwhile, I’ve made Manhattan’s Top 10 most eligible bachelor list. And despite my talent for juggling women like I’m the main act at Cirque de Soleil, even I have my limits.
I am not just a piece of meat. I mean, I am a piece of meat—a big, savory, twenty-ounce piece of meat. But I’m not only a piece of meat.
And I’m absolutely not some trophy who enjoys being pinched, photo-bombed, objectified, or used to boost the accounts of crazed Insta-stalkers worldwide. And whoever swiped my watch, I’m dead serious—I need it back. (It was a birthday gift from my little sister, and if she catches wind that it’s missing, she’ll go absolutely ape. Trust me, no one wants that.)
Anyway, I’m over it. I need a break. An escape from the media circus and some serious, uninterrupted me-time. To get that, I need a woman I can trust—someone who understands the sanctity of personal space. I’m talking a 90-day fiancée setup where she’s got her life, and I’ve got mine.
After all, this is just a business arrangement, nothing more. Lucky for me, I know the perfect girl.
Sweet Juliana Spenser.
Jules to her family and friends. Ms. Spenser to me.
Fortunately, she’s currently unattached, a proud introvert, believes social media is the devil, and happens to be the baby sister of a man I served with, and—insert heavy sigh—she hates me. As a matter of fact, she hates me a lot.
Jules
In this life, there are three things I hold dear: my family, my books, and my precious privacy. Years ago, someone made a fool of me. And just because that someone is richer than Midas and smoking hot doesn’t mean it’s all water under the bridge.
He’s also arrogant, immature, tackles womanizing like an extreme sport, and is a colossal capital D. So, as far as I’m concerned, he can suck it, because even if he came crawling back on all fours, begging for my forgiveness, it’ll be a sub-zero day in hell before that happens.
But now, that very someone just did something unexpected…
He got down on one knee…
And proposed.
Knottedis a steamy contemporary romance and can be read as a stand-alone in the Boys of Bishop Mountain series.
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