giovedì 22 marzo 2018

Rumors, Episode 1 by Rachael Brownell


Release Date: 03.22.2018


Synopsis:

“Like wildfire, rumors are easy to spread… and hard to extinguish.”


Flat broke and down on her luck, Emerson Hastings is handed the perfect opportunity. Executive assistant to the head of Creative Marketing at Dixon Advertising. It’s a chance to prove herself, move up with the company, and land her dream job in media advertising. What Emerson doesn’t know is that her boss should come with a warning label. He’s hotheaded, demanding, and sexy as sin.


When long days turn into late nights with her boss, rumors about Emerson and Ryder begin to spread. By the time they circle back to her, they’re difficult to ignore, making her attraction to her boss hard to deny. Everyone has an opinion and no one cares if the rumors are true. No one except Emerson.


Review:


Rumors was a good story. 

Emerson is at her first job after she graduate and she is not ready to face the rumors about the attraction between her and her boss spreading around the office at lightning speed.
I've really enjoyed to read about Emerson and Ryder journey from two toxic relationship that bring them down to a new scaring but at the same time charming experience.

This was my first Rachael Brownell's book but it won't be the last because I'm already waiting for the next novel in this series.

I recommend it to those who wants to read about a sexy Boss but they not expect a scorching hot story.

Excerpt:

“Stop fidgeting,” Angela says, shutting off the engine. “It’s not like he’s going to whisk you away to his bedroom and have his way with you. Well, unless you ask nicely.”


“Stop it,” I scold as Ryder’s front door opens and my sexy boss appears, sans shirt, his shorts riding low on his hips. “Fuck me,” I whisper.


“All you have to do is ask,” Angela teases as she opens her door, moving swiftly before I have a chance to smack her.


Following her lead, I begin gathering bags from the trunk. When I turn to follow Angela, I find my path blocked.


“How’s your head?” Ryder asks, taking the bags from my hand.


“What?”


“Your headache?”


“Oh, yeah. Slept it off. I’m good.” I’m fumbling over every word as I stare at Ryder's bare chest.

I’ve seen him without a shirt on before, and yes, I enjoyed the view then, but this is different. We’re not at the office. No one is around except Angela and she seems to have disappeared. This feels dangerous and dirty, and all I want is to reach out and trace the lines of his peck and maybe his abs. Or the top of his waistband.



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