Title: Marriage For
One
Author: Ella Maise
Genre: Contemporary
Romance
Photographer: Rafa Gallar
Model: Jason Morgan
Release Date: May 9, 2019
Review Source: Candi Kane PR
Jack and I, we
did everything backward. The day he lured me into his office-which was also the
first day we met-he proposed. You'd think a guy who looked like him-a bit cold
maybe, but still striking and very unattainable-would only ask the love of his
life to marry him, right? You'd think he must be madly in love.
Nope. It was me
he asked. A complete stranger who had never even heard of him. A stranger who
had been dumped by her fiancé only weeks before. You'd think I'd laugh in his
face, call him insane-and a few other names-then walk away as quickly as
possible. Well…I did all those things except the walking away part.
It took him only
minutes to talk me into a business deal…erm, I mean marriage, and only days for
us to officially tie the knot. Happiest day of my life. Magical. Pop the
champagne… Not. It was the worst day. Jack Hawthorne was nothing like what I'd
imagined for myself.
I blamed him for
my lapse in judgment. I blamed his eyes, the ocean blue eyes that looked
straight into mine unapologetically, and that frown on his face I had no idea I
would become so fascinated with in time.
It wasn't long
after he said I was the biggest mistake of his life that things started to
change. No, he still didn't talk much, but anyone can string a few words
together. His actions spoke the loudest to me. And day after day my heart
started to get a mind of its own.
One second he
was no one. The next he became everything.
One second he was
unattainable. The next he seemed to be completely mine.
One second I
thought we were in love. The next it was still nothing but a lie.
After all, I was
Rose and he was Jack. We were doomed from the very beginning with those names.
Did you expect anything else?
First of all let me say, I was hesitant going into this book with characters named Jack and Rose. I'm not a huge Titanic buff and I was leery thinking the story would really build on that troupe. Good news!!! It does mention Titanic a couple times but only in light conversation so it was cringe/eye roll inducing.
Alright, still with me?
So we have Jack and Rose, Jack is an attorney handling the will of Roses' uncles estate. In the will it states that she can have a piece of real estate she negotiated with him, but the stipulation is that it has to go to her husband. Which is kind of hard considering her engagement was broken and she wasn't looking for or wanted any prospects. Believed her dreams to be dashed. She went to the attorneys office to hear the news and met Jack. He propositioned her with the deal of a lifetime. She hesitantly took the offer, but neither of them knew how much this wager would cost them. More than real estate and money is on the line. Hearts are too.
When Rose gets wind of the real thing at play and some nasty family drama dregs up her past relationship, she soon learned that not everything is as it seems and must make a decision to follow her heart or her head.
Can these two turn this Marriage for One into a Marriage for Two?
This book is really sweet, I love a quiet in public, dirty talking alpha male. I also love when a book has good supporting characters. I want to know how Owen and Sally are doing? I hope they get a book next.
Great read.
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“I need to
leave,” I repeated. Then, thinking it would simply be a good distraction, a
good show for her employee and even sort of a practice for the charity event
we’d be attending, I slid my arm around her waist. Her eyes were slightly
widened in alarm, her entire body stiff, but at least she wasn’t jumpy like she
had been at our first outing. Slowly her body relaxed, and she arched her back
so she could look up at me with those big eyes.
A simple and
meaningless touch would have to be acted out more naturally at one point in our
fake marriage, almost as if touching her or kissing her in front of other
people would become second nature. Practice was good.
“Thank you for
the coffee. It’s always the best,” I murmured, having trouble looking away.
Then I leaned down and hesitated for a heartbeat before I pressed a lingering
kiss on her forehead as she was still looking up at me in confusion. That spot
felt like it was the most harmless one and I took my time, breathing in her
sweet and fresh scent. When I pulled back, one of her hands was resting against
my chest, the other one clutching my arm. Her chest rising and falling, she
blinked up at me.
Taking her hand
that had ended up on my chest, I opened her fingers, my fingertip catching on
her wedding ring. Why did such a simple and, in our situation, meaningless
thing give me so much pleasure to see? She wasn’t mine, but the idea of it…the
possibility… I placed the money on her still red palm before gently closing her
fingers around the bill. Surprisingly, she didn’t say a word, just kept staring
up at me as if she was lost. Was she just as affected as Iwas by our
pretending?
“Don’t take it
off, okay? I like seeing it on your finger,” I whispered.
I had already
forgotten about the people around us. This wasn’t so much for them but more for
me, I thought, just so I could see that soft look on her face. I cupped her
cheek and leaned down enough so I could whisper in her ear. “Was that the right
amount of PDA for our fake marriage? A small intimate kiss, you said, right?
Arm around the waist? Bodies close, but not touching?” I lifted my head up
enough so I could meet her eyes and, in a louder voice, said, “Don’t stay on
your feet for too long—you’re still limping.”
She didn’t look
like she was going to say anything, so I pushed a little more.
“Can you at
least say goodbye to your husband?”
“Uh…I should,
shouldn’t I? Goodbye?”
After wishing a
good day to everyone who didn’t have the decency to mind their own business, I
left.
Yes, practice
was good.
I love nothing
more than to escape real life to find those very few magical moments in a book.
I love how it has the power of stealing your worries away, putting a smile on
your face even when smiling is the last thing on your mind. Crushing on
fictional characters is also another bonus. Through my words, if I can manage
to make even one person smile, it means I’ve done my job well.
Writing became
my world and I can’t imagine myself doing anything other than creating new
characters and telling their stories. You know how some things simply make your
heart burst with happiness? A really good book, a puppy, hugging someone you’ve
been missing like crazy? That’s what writing does to me. And all the hard work,
all the sleepless nights, all the anxiety that comes with publishing…everything
is worth it at the end.
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