Reviewers and bloggers, Brian and Kit are waiting for you! 🙂
An Accidental Gentleman (contemporary m/f romance, standalone HEA) is available now through August 16 on NetGalley. If you have a NetGalley account, click here to visit the book page and request your advance copy.
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An Accidental Gentleman will be available in digital and paperback versions on August 16.
Here’s the rundown of what the book’s about.
★★ Kit Runyon can repair electronics all day, but only Brian Hendricks can repair her heart. ★★
Kit Runyon isn’t looking for a man to keep — she’s happy with the occasional one-night stand and no strings. Making sure her family’s electronics repair shop is profitable enough to support three generations is her main focus. But when Brian Hendricks walks into her life, one look, one word, and she knows he’s not wired like any man she’s ever met before.
Brian’s attracted to Kit’s strength and no-nonsense attitude, but he’s tired of the one-and-done dating scene. He’s ready to settle down with the right woman, even if that means he’ll have to play things slow and stay out of her bed to show her there’s more to love than just mind-blowing sex. But at this rate he’s liable to short all the circuits…
An Accidental Gentleman is up for pre-order now at the usual suspects:
“That’s what you think, right? Some guy broke me and you can fix me. Because you’re a nice guy. Mr. Fix-it.”
“I don’t—” want to fix you. He wanted to understand her. But maybe, kind of, yeah, to fix her. To ride in all white-knight and be the hero like Sherwood instead of the Michigan Surfer Boy. Shit. No wonder he’d avoided relationship complications before. “I want to get to know you. Why you are the way you are. Is that so bad?”
“Why I am—” Her laugh echoed to the metal crossbeams in the ceiling. “Jesus. A woman can’t enjoy sex just because she does?”
“No, you can, I want you to.” Nope, making things worse. “I, not that I’m giving you permission, or—fuck.” Taking a deep breath, he reached for the calm center of the shooting range. The peaceful pause before the punch in the boxing ring. “You’re angry about sex, or dating, and I want to understand what makes you so defensive. Secretive.”
With a quiet snort, she tipped backward and lay with her knees up and her arms folded across her stomach. “Yeah, because the reaction from society is so fucking positive. A woman who likes sex is still a slut.” She snipped the “T” in a hard bite. “Even people who don’t say it are thinking it.” She stared at the ceiling. “You are.”
For a longer excerpt, visit the book page.