RELEASE DAY APRIL 5th,
2016
Publisher: Skyscape (April 5, 2016)
Publication Date: April 5, 2016
Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.
Language: English
SYNOPSIS
Wingman rule number one: don’t fall for a client.
After a career-ending accident, former NFL recruit Ian
Hunter is back on campus—and he’s ready to get his new game on. As one of the
masterminds behind Wingmen, Inc., a successful and secretive word-of-mouth
dating service, he’s putting his extensive skills with women to work for the
lovelorn. But when Blake Olson requests the services of Wingmen, Inc., Ian may
have landed his most hopeless client yet.
From her frumpy athletic gear to her unfortunate choice of
footwear, Blake is going to need a miracle if she wants to land her crush. At
least with a professional matchmaker by her side she has a fighting chance. Ian
knows that his advice and a makeover can turn Blake into another successful
match. But as Blake begins the transformation from hot mess to smokin’ hot, Ian
realizes he’s in danger of breaking his cardinal rule…
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TRAILER: - YES,
Rachel OWNS THE RIGHTS.
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Review
The
Matchmakers Playbook Creed
1. Head held
high.
2. Always smile.
3. Never slouch.
4. Wear clothes
appropriate to the season.
5. Let him open the
door.
6. No kissing on the
first date.
7. He comes to
you.
8. Lingering is
frowned upon.
9. NO facebook
stalking.
10. NO STALKING
stalking.
11. Don't be too
available.
12. LIsten to Lex and
Ian.
13. See Number
12.
14. No seriously, go
back, re-read #12.
15. If after one week
you aren't satisfied, we will dissolve the contract.
Excerpt
“If you hurt her, I’m going to break off your favorite appendage.”
“Silly Gabi.” I grinned. “Is that an
invitation to touch?”
“Guarantee if I ever do touch you, it will only end
badly.”
“Tease.” I winked.
“Stop that.” She flicked me on the nose. “Your
sexual prowess is dead to me. Dead!”
Rolling my eyes, I wrapped an arm around her
and steered us both into the kitchen, where the smell of French bread and
spaghetti filled the air. “Have I told you how much I miss our weekly dinners?
Think we should do it daily? You know, so I don’t starve?”
Gabi shrugged out of my embrace. “Learn how to
cook.”
I jutted out my lower lip. “It’s not for lack
of knowledge.” I broke off a piece of warm bread, then poured myself a large
glass of wine. “It’s because yours always tastes better.”
Gabi groaned loudly. “Damn, do the girls
really fall for that? Still?”
“Eh.” I shrugged and made a so-so motion with
my hand. “Nine out of ten.”
“You disgust me.”
“You say that every day.”
“Because it’s true every day.”
“When’s dinner ready?” Serena bounced into the
room, literally, her head bobbing from left to right. Maybe that’s how girls
like her built up more brain cells. They shook the air, and the pressure
between their ears exploded, making tiny little brain-cell babies.
Gabi poked her head into the fridge. “When Lex
gets here.”
“So it’s ready now?” she asked.
Never mind. No brain-cell babies. I fought the
urge to point to the steaming spaghetti and bread sitting on the breakfast
bar. Didn’t it look ready, kiddo?
“Technically,” I answered for Gabi. “But we
aren’t eating”—I stressed the word “eating” even though I’d just
taken some bread—“until my sidekick gets here.”
“Sidekick, huh?” Serena crossed her arms,
forcing her boobs to kiss one another and nearly hit her in the chin.
“Oh, I thought you knew.” I gave her a sad
face. “I’m the hero in this scenario . . . Even own my own cape.
He’s basically the Robin to my Batman.”
“Batman’s hot.”
“So is Robin,” Gabi said defensively.
Whoa. Did she just defend Lex? I
felt her forehead. She pushed my hand away and handed me some parmesan cheese.
The door flew open, and Lex stepped through,
holding up two bottles of Cab. “Sorry, traffic was shit.”
“Language,” Gabi called.
Lex and I shared a look before Lex stomped
over to the swear jar and tossed in a dollar bill.
ABOUT RACHEL VAN DYKEN
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
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