{"id":504772,"date":"2019-03-15T00:16:56","date_gmt":"2019-03-15T04:16:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/eroticbookreview.com\/?p=504772"},"modified":"2019-03-15T01:05:44","modified_gmt":"2019-03-15T05:05:44","slug":"504772-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/eroticbookreview.com\/504772-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Release Blitz: A Model Fiance\u2019 by Nikky Kaye"},"content":{"rendered":"by Nikky Kaye<\/a>
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Title: A Model Fianc\u00e9<\/span><\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
Author: Nikky Kaye<\/span><\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
Genre: Contemporary Romance\/Romantic Comedy<\/span><\/span><\/b>
\n\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/b>Release Date: March 14, 2019<\/span><\/span><\/b><\/div>\n
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There are a million reasons why I shouldn\u2019t ask Audrey to pretend to be
\nmy fianc\u00e9e. For a start:<\/span><\/div>\n
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1.\u00a0 \u00a0 She\u2019s my best friend\u2019s sexy little sister.<\/span><\/div>\n
2.\u00a0 \u00a0 She\u2019ll have to travel around the world with me.<\/span><\/div>\n
3.\u00a0 \u00a0 The paparazzi will eat her alive.<\/span><\/div>\n
4.\u00a0 \u00a0 So will I.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
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But I also have a million followers on social media who think we\u2019re
\nalready engaged, and there are millions of dollars at stake.\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n
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So what have I got to lose?<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cTell me, Audrey,\u201d he murmured softly in my ear, \u201cwhat\u2019s one habit you
\nwish you could break?\u201d <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
Half a dozen things other flashed through my
\nmind\u2014using a fork and knife for my pizza, flossing my teeth at night while
\nwatching TV in bed, other things that irritated my ex. Maybe the biggest habit
\nI needed to break was falling for the wrong men, but even that wasn\u2019t a habit.
\nOnce. It happened once<\/i>. I just
\nhappened to do it Olympic-style, and lost everything.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
I bit my lip\u2014another habit\u2014before blurting out,
\n\u201cI wish I was more spontaneous.\u201d <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
Once my life didn\u2019t go to plan with my parents\u2019
\ndeath, I made damn sure I planned the rest. It hadn\u2019t worked out. Was it karma?
\nFate? The gods laughing at me? <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
\u201cYou seemed pretty\u2026 free-spirited earlier.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
Was this flirting? <\/span><\/i>\u201cWell,
\nyou know,\u201d I laughed uneasily. \u201cWhat happens in Vegas\u2026\u201d <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
My earlier show in the lobby with the champagne
\nbottle was the craziest I\u2019d probably acted since\u2026 well, ever. I couldn\u2019t deny
\nthat it was liberating. <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
Maybe I needed to be a little wilder. <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
Maybe I needed to have a fling.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
Maybe I needed to remind myself that one of the
\nhottest men in the world was sitting close enough to irradiate my brain cells
\nand make me think naughty thoughts. <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
The taxi wasn\u2019t so<\/i> small that we needed to sit hip-to-hip and shoulder-to-shoulder.\u00a0 His breath was hot at the top of my ear, and
\nI knew that if I just turned my head and tilted my chin\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
I shook my head slightly, unable to even look
\nhim in the eye. I didn\u2019t have the guts. Dev wasn\u2019t an adolescent boy anymore.
\nNow he probably dated supermodels and movie stars. And me? I had no game. Hell,
\nI\u2019d already lost a few turns in the Game of Life. <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
\u201cWhat about you?\u201d I asked him as the car
\nstopped. <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
\u00a0\u201cWhat
\nabout me?\u201d he replied. <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
He pressed closer, reminding me that I needed
\nto get out of the car before he could. I wriggled over, trying to keep my skirt
\ndown and my shoes from slipping off. <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
Then I made the mistake of turning my head and
\nmeeting his gaze, like a kid who can\u2019t help but look at the sun during an
\neclipse. His lips curved as he leaned his body into mine to make for the door.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
My voice was needlessly breathless when I asked
\nhim, \u201cDo you have a habit you wish you could stop?\u201d <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
\u201cCompulsive kissing.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Nikky Kaye
\nwrites funny, sexy romance about sassy women in fabulous shoes and the alpha
\nheroes who sweep them off their feet.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
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In real
\nlife, Nikky has dipped her toe in a lot of careers, but her twin boys always
\ncome first. When not writing, you may find her brandishing puns and power
\ntools, or wandering through the dollar stores of western Canada.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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