BOOK BLITZ
Title: Golden Boy
Series: The Canyon Club #2
Author: Kate Moore
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 21,
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BLURB
In L.A., land of palm
trees and perpetual sunshine, charming trust-fund golden boy Josh Huntington
meets his match in Emma Gray, an independent single-mother who can’t be won by
charm...and who makes him past ready to be a man.
EVERYTHING HE WANTS
Lucky in looks,
fortunate in birth, Josh Huntington is a prince of privilege, one of LA’s
golden boys. In his nearly thirty years there have been no clouds in the sky
and no dip in his funds—until now. His impossibly strong sense of self-interest
is being challenged...and not just by his father’s threats to cut his trust
fund. There’s also his tenant, a prickly young single mom with a six-year-old
and a habit of looking down her self-reliant nose at his wastrel ways.
Emma Gray has no use
for rich man-boys like her landlord, all charming sensuality and no
dependability. Not unless her sink needs unclogging. Josh reminds her too much
of her rock-star father and a past that she ran away from. Emma is self-made,
from her punk rock wardrobe to her fiercely independent lifestyle. But her
quest for family will bring them all together, and soon Emma will learn that
the spoiled boy next door desires things she doesn’t realize...and can grow up
to be a man she never dared imagine.
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EXCERPT
He
opened the door. Emma Gray looked like a landlord’s worst nightmare, with her
leather-gloved fist stopped midway in its path to his door. Dark rouged lips,
nose piercings, and smoky, kohl-lined eyes intensified the glare she gave him.
Purple streaks in her hair hung long and straight over her ears. Her black
skull-and-crossbones tank top bared trails of lurid floral tattoos running
across her collarbone and down her upper arms. A wide, metal-studded black
leather belt cinched her waist above an incongruous schoolgirl-plaid pleated
skirt. Her slim legs, encased in fishnet hose, disappeared into unlaced
industrial-strength black boots. And she looked seriously aggrieved that he’d
opened his door wearing only a pair of black silk boxers.
“Don’t
you ever wear clothes?”
“Not
in bed.”
Her
gaze dropped. He might have made her blush. Hard to tell under that Swedish
death metal band look. At least she lowered her fist.
“What’s
the problem?” he asked. “Sink? Refrigerator? Shower?” It was a mistake to think
shower. The very word triggered images his brain ought not to entertain about
his tenant, this prickly, independent, don’t-touch-me-ever, single-mom tenant
whose rent he needed. He might be at low tide, but not that low.
They
stood looking at each other in the common second-floor entry under the breast
of Venus overhead lamp fixture while he waited for whatever she intended to
say. He had time to imagine several intriguing possibilities before she finally
got the words out.
“I
need your help.”
He did
not move. He did not betray by so much as a flicker of a glance the
satisfaction it gave him to hear those four words from this girl who did
practically everything herself. Her constant stubborn independence irked him,
though he was less amused the few times she called him out on his landlord
duties.
“Do
you?”
She
glanced back over hershoulder at her unit. That meant she was thinking of her
son Max, a tow-headed six year old. “Yes.”
“What
can I do for you?”
“My
babysitter didn’t show and hasn’t called, and I’m due at work in
fifteen.”
He
noted what she could and could not say. “You want me to watch Max?”
“He
can take care of himself, really. He has toys and snacks. He can play while
you…whatever. You just have to check on him once in awhile and call me if
there’s blood, vomiting, unconsciousness, or visible bones.”
He
should not have her on, but the temptation was too strong. “Define ‘once in
awhile.’ Like, every five minutes, or every half hour?”
She
blew out a short, sharp breath. “If it gets too quiet, you know, you should
check.”
“So
you want me to keep my music down and my door open.”
“Can
you do that?”
It was
clearly instinctive for her to doubt his capabilities. To ask for his help, Ms.
Self-Reliance had to be desperate.
He
straightened and stopped his teasing. “Listen, let Max know the plan. I’ll put
on some clothes and take him to the park or something. How long will you be
gone?”
“Six.”
She turned away. “Thank you.”
He
left the door open and drifted back into his bedroom to find some shorts and
flip-flops. Her accepting his help was a slight admission of his usefulness,
and he contemplated how to take advantage of his minor victory.
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AUTHOR BIO
Kate has lived most of
her life along the California coast. That experience has made her a
jeans-wearing, toes in wet-sand, married to a surfer, fog-loving weather wimp,
with a hint of East Coast polish from spending her college years in Boston.
Family history connects her to Irish and English immigrants, Cornish miners,
gold prospectors, and adventurers who sailed around Cape Horn bound for San
Francisco.
When she's not reading,
writing or brainstorming, Kate walks in the redwoods, feed birds, collect
books, apples and leaves; she watches tele-novellas on Spanish-language TV
and immerses herself in all things English. Her favorite food groups are
butter, brown sugar, dark chocolate, and red wine. Kate's early literary
influences were The Little Engine That Could, The Little
Red Hen, and Winnie the Pooh. Austen, Heyer, Chaucer, and Homer
came later and inspired her to put that first plot on paper.
Kate's heroes are
honorable, virile outsiders with some grand ambition; her heroines are
practical princesses, who drive those edgy loners into love with good sense and
good sex.
Her family and friends
offer endless support and humor. Kate says her children are her best works, and
her husband is her favorite hero.
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Website: http://www.katemoore.com/
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