“This cover is perfect for Jake--right
down to the biker-inspired smoky blue flame background behind the title. It
really shows that Jake and Anna's adventure will be quite a ride!”
Read on for more about FAKE IT and a super sexy
teaser!
FAKE IT
Jennifer Chance
Published by Loveswept
July 1, 2014
ISBN: 978-0-553-39228-9
ABOUT FAKE IT:
As her sizzling new
series continues, Jennifer Chance sparks some serious combustion between a sexy
biker and a corporate go-getter who’s ready to let her hair down.
New grad Anna Richardson
works hard—so hard that she’s given up having a romantic life. Anna has even
convinced her friends that she’s dating an amazing guy—who they’ve simply never
met. But now Anna has a wedding to attend and needs to produce the hottie she’s
been lying about for the past six months. Enter Jake Flynn, her infuriating,
motorcycle-riding, jaw-droppingly gorgeous neighbor, who’s more than willing to
fake it for a weekend. In fact, Jake won’t be satisfied until things get real.
Though Jake is only
playing the role of adoring boyfriend, he’s starting to feel the heat, and
judging by Anna’s sweet blush, so is she. Letting chemistry this intense go to
waste would be a real shame. Soon, though, the thin line between fantasy and
reality fades. Jake may not be what every buttoned-up fast-tracker wants, but
he’s sure as hell what Anna needs. And if she takes a ride with him, their
adventure never has to end.
TEASER REVEAL!
“Jake, the wedding would completely suck for
you,” Anna protested. “My ex is a nightmare and you would hate all of my
friends. You would think the whole thing is ridiculous—because it is.” He just
watched her, maddeningly, his smile curving as she tried to sputter out her
refusals. “You don’t want to do this. Trust me.”
“I just said I did.”
“But . . . you can’t . . .
you wouldn’t . . .” Anna stopped, flustered. What was happening here?
Was she actually turning down a viable date? “There’s so much you would have to
memorize about Dave. There’s no way you’re going to want to do that.”
Jake just lifted his brows. “You know, for
someone who’s just met me, you seem to know a lot about what I would and
wouldn’t want to do.”
“I don’t! I mean, I can guess. But I just
. . . can’t.” Anna swallowed. “Look, I appreciate it. If I strike out
tonight, I’ll call you. How about that?”
“That sounds good.” Jake signaled to the
bartender. “So I guess I should make sure you have my number, then.”
“Oh, well yes. I guess. Or, you know, I could
just—” Before Anna could complete the sentence, Jake had a pen in his fingers.
They were both leaning on the bar, their faces inches apart. He tipped the pen
to its side, sliding its base alongside her jaw. The cool metal on her flushed
skin startled her, and Anna’s gaze jumped to his. The challenge in his eyes was
unmistakable.
“Hold out your hand, Anna,” he said, as if they
weren’t in the middle of a crowded bar, in front of everyone.
“That’s not necessary,” she said quickly. “I have
other people’s cards—you can just use—just write on one of those.”
His gaze grew hotter, more intense. “That’s no
good,” he said. “You might lose it.”
Anna hesitated, then something was triggered deep
inside her, and she felt a dangerous flicker of pleasure. She knew that
flicker, remembered it from somewhere, even as life and work and responsibility
had taught her to keep it doused, out of commission. It had been a long time
since she’d let that fire burn.
But now Jake Flynn was positioned in front of her
with gasoline and a blowtorch.
Someone cleared his throat beside them, and a
disgruntled voice rang out. “Excuse me, I’m Gary, and your friend Lacey—”
“Take off, Gary,” Jake said without turning
around. His gaze held hers. “Anna?”
Anna held out her hand, and Jake held her arm
steady, cradling it with his fingers. Sensation rocketed through her at the
intimate touch, intensifying sharply as she felt the smooth slide of ink on her
skin. He wrote slowly, sensually, the pen tracing wickedly silken lines on the
hypersensitive skin on the inside of her wrist, all the way down until he
reached her palm. By the time he was finished, Anna was amazed she was still
conscious. Then he glanced at her.
“Think it’s dry?
Or should I blow on it?”
ABOUT JENNIFER:
Jennifer
Chance is the award-winning author of the New Adult series Rule Breakers. A
lover of books, romance, and happily-ever-afters, she lives and writes in Ohio.
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