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Maddie McCarthy is single, between jobs, and (oh, the shame) lives with her mother. To make matters worse, she's the maid of honor for her sister's wedding, and desperately needs a date. Then she sees her salvation—Match Made Easy, a service for women in Maddie’s exact position. If she can't find a boyfriend, she'll do the next best thing...
Trent Montgomery isn't actually part of Match Made Easy. He's just doing a favor for his cousin, but one look at the blonde who hired him, and he's totally hooked. Now Maddie thinks that the attraction sizzling between them is just “part of the package.” And Trent is running out of time to prove to her that her date-for-hire might just be her happily-ever-after...
Read an excerpt:
"Maddie, what on earth is wrong with you?" her sister asked, planting her fists on her hips.
"You mean besides the obvious?" Veronica muttered.
Her mom cocked her head. "Honey, is something wrong? You looked flushed."
Louise made a reach for the article but Maddie jumped back and pressed the paper further into her bra. "N-nothing is wrong. I just don't want Louise to make a major mistake with her hair. Better to not even be tempted by this dowdy style. It's awful. We'll find another one for you." She pointed her finger toward the seating area. "There are a whole bunch of magazines over there."
Louise continued to stare at her for several long seconds, then finally nodded. "Okay, I guess I do want to find the perfect style." She frowned at Maddie's chest. "However, your methods to express that seem a bit extreme…"
"Let me go change and then we'll get cracking on looking for one." Not waiting for an answer, Maddie hurried to the dressing room and, once she was behind the curtain, pulled out the crumpled page from her dress.
Maddie had seen commercials for Match Made Easy on TV. They seemed like a decent business and legit. She hoped. She prayed they weren't out of her price range. Not that it mattered—time was running out. She'd pay anything to prove to her family she wasn't cursed. Plus, Ryan would be there, most likely with that cheating blonde of his. She bet anything they'd both love to see her at her lowest point: jobless and dateless. Well, no one was going to feel sorry for her. Not her cousin and certainly not the best man, either. She'd show them all. And since she couldn't find a wedding date to her sister's wedding on her own, it looked as if she'd be forced to do the next best thing.
Jennifer Shirk has a bachelor degree in pharmacy-which has in NO WAY at all helped her with her writing career. But she likes to point it out, since it shows romantic-at-hearts come in all shapes, sizes, and mind-numbing educations.
She writes sweet (and sometimes even funny) romances for Samhain Publishing, Amazon/Montlake Romance, and now Entangled Publishing.
Lately she's been on a serious exercise kick. But don't hold that against her.
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