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FINDING
MS. RIGHT
by Lori Soard
ISBN:
1602729794
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Jenna McBay’s bookstore is in financial difficulties. If she loses it, she also loses her parents’ legacy and the opportunity to help her sisters through college. She needs help, and fast!
When Jenna’s aunt dies and leaves her an ancient trunk of books, however, one title—How to Wed a Man of Means—seems to fit her situation perfectly.
Now, if she can only turn the head of handsome, ex-football
hero Slade Walker, her situation might improve. But will the man of her dreams
become romantically interested in her and think her the perfect stepmother for
his infant daughter, or will the crazy advice from the old book keep Jenna and
Slade from finding true and everlasting love?
Reviews
"Soard, the author of several books,
captivated me as a first-time reader. Her characters are lovable, and their
journey to find love kept me turning the pages."--Faith Smith, Romantic Times
BOOKclub
"This is an author to keep your eye on. I have a feeling that within a very
short few years, she's going to be a name in the industry to be reckoned with.
Move over Jayne Ann Krentz and Jennifer Crusie. There's a new gal in
town."--Patti Andrews, Word Museum Reviews
"4 Stars!...I encourage everybody to read the story and to fall in love with
baby Emily!"--Anne Chaput, ECataromance
"Restores my faith in the happily ever after."--Pamela Johnson/Amanda McIntyre
"The story is charming. If you are looking for a light, humorous read, this is
it."--Jeannine D. Van Eperen, Gotta Write Network
"4 Angels!...Lori Soard [brings together] romance, comedy and love...This book
was so hilarious...If you like comedy and romance...then Lori Soard is your
author...you [will] love...[this book]...from the first chapter."--Lena C.,
Fallen Angel Reviews
EXCERPT
...Jenna touched up her lipstick in
the hand-held mirror she kept under the counter.
“Percy, should I take the book’s advice still? It seems really silly to me, but
it hasn’t failed me so far.”
Percy cocked his head sideways, twitched a black ear and purred.
“Lot of help you are.” Jenna pulled the book from the bottom shelf and laid it
open on the counter.
Rule number nine: How to converse with a gentleman: Agree with everything your
caller says. Offer little of your own input. Gentlemen love to talk about
themselves. Appropriate responses are “Really?” and “That’s fascinating.”
Percy leapt to the counter and waltzed across the open book, sprawling himself
comfortably across its pages.
“Percy, get up!” Jenna gave him a gentle nudge, but the animal only stretched to
his full length and laid his head on his paws.
Jenna glanced at the clock nervously. Six minutes until five. Slade would be
here any minute. She needed to have the book out of site before he arrived.
“Kitty, kitty.” Jenna walked to a spot a few feet from the counter, leaned over
and rubbed her thumb and forefinger together. “Come on, Percy. Good kitty.”
“Meow.” Percy blinked his eyes, his whiskers pulling back in a feline parody of
a smile.
Jenna glanced at the clock again. Four minutes until five. What was she going to
do? She hesitated to just pick Percy up. If she startled him, he might dig his
back claws in and damage the book.
The very expensive, antique book. Jenna groaned. She’d been carrying it around
with her, treating it like a library book. And if the advice in that book didn’t
work, she might very well have to sell it or risk losing the store altogether.
If the advice didn’t work after the hoops she’d been jumping through, she would
be happy to see the last of that red book jacket. She pushed away the thought
she’d be too heartbroken to do anything, much less sell a book.
“Please, Percy.”
Percy rolled over on his back, still half-sprawled on the book.
“I’ll give you some yum-yum kitty treats.”
Percy yawned.
“A bowl of milk?”
He flicked his tail.
“A can of tuna?”
The bell over the door jingled. Jenna didn’t need to look to know who it was.
The pleasing scent of lime aftershave floated across the three feet separating
her and the door.
“Are you talking to that cat again?” Slade sounded amused. “Hi, Percy.”
Jenna bit back a scream as Slade crossed the room and scooped the cat into his
powerful arms. Cradling him gently, he stroked Percy under the chin. Percy
closed his eyes contentedly, his throat echoing hollowly.
Slade walked back toward her. He hadn’t even glanced at the book Percy had been
laying on. Her legs felt so unsteady, she was certain they wouldn’t hold her
upright. Taking Slade’s arm, she tugged him toward the door.
“I’m ready if you are.”
“Don’t you have to close up or something?” He frowned.
Jenna shook her head so furiously a few wisps escaped from her neat bun and flew
into her eyes. She tucked them back into place. She needed to calm down. He
didn’t suspect anything. The book was still a secret. There was nothing to get
so distressed about...
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