SALE—Fluffy by Julia
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FLUFFY
Author: Julia Kent
Release date: April 30,
2019
Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Hang Le
Editor: Elisa Reed
Audiobook narrator: Erin Mallon
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Description:
It all started with the wrong Help Wanted ad. Of course it
did.
I’m a
professional fluffer. It’s NOT what you think. I stage homes for a living. Real
estate agents love me, and my work stands on its own merits.
Sigh.
Get your mind out of the gutter. Go ahead. Laugh. I’ll wait.
See?
That’s the problem. My career has used the term “fluffer” for decades. I didn’t
even know there was a more… lascivious definition of the term.
Until it
was too late.
The ad
for a “professional fluffer” on Craigslist seemed like divine intervention. My
last unemployment check was in the bank. I was desperate. Rent was due. The ad
said cash paid at the end of the day.
The
perfect job!
Staging
homes means showing your best angle. The same principle applies in making a
certain kind of movie. Turns out a “fluffer” doesn’t arrange decorative pillows
on a couch.
They
arrange other soft, round-ish objects.
The job
isn’t hard. Er, I mean, it is — it’s about being hard. Or, well… helping other
people to be hard.
Oh, man…
And
that’s the other problem. A man. No, not one of the stars on the movie set.
Will Lotham – my high school crush. The owner of the house where we’re filming.
Illegally. In a vacation rental.
By the
time the cops show up, what I thought was just a great house staging gig turned
into a nightmare involving pictures of me with an undressed naked star, Will
rescuing me from an arrest, and a humiliating lesson in my own naivete.
My job
turned out to be so much harder than I expected. But you know what’s easier
than I ever imagined?
Having
all my dreams come true.
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Excerpt:
“You're changing the subject.”
“How do you know that’s what I’m doing?”
“Because you have this thing you do when you get nervous. You
did it in high school and you're doing it now.”
“What’s that?”
“You start cracking your knuckles. One by one.”
He halts
mid-crack on his ring finger. His bare ring finger.
Will
looks down. A slow smile pulls at his lips. “You’re right. I do.” Our eyes
meet. “How did you know?”
“I sat behind you in nearly every honors class, Will. I’ve
watched you answer countless questions from teachers. And every time you didn’t
know the answer, you cracked your knuckles. One”–I crack my index finger–“by”–I
crack my middle finger–“one.” My ring finger won’t snap.
He
waits.
“You spent a lot of time paying attention to me, Mallory.”
“I sat behind you. It’s not like I could stare at your ass
all day. I had to have something else to look at.”
“You stared at my ass?”
“It was two feet in front of me! Four classes a day!” I start
to sweat. The memory of him in football uniform pants. Oh, sweet ice cream
fairy, deliver me from evil.
“You okay? You look,” he says, stepping closer, “a little
disturbed.”
“I’m fine.”
“Hot, even.” The rise and fall of his chest pauses after
those words, as if he's holding his breath, too.
Author Bio:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling
Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to
BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary
romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping
for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in
a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire). She lives in New England with
her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever,
down
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