Title: ONE GOOD REASON
Author: Julie Johnson
Series: The Boston Love Stories
Release Date: May 30, 2016
BLURB:
Zoe Bloom has her life figured out.
After a childhood spent begging for scraps on Boston street corners, she’s clawed her way to a successful career and a safe place to call home. She knows exactly what she needs to survive — a bit of money in the bank, a roof over her head, food on the table. Friends and family are a luxury she can’t afford. And forget about frivolous romantic entanglements. She can barely juggle her own problems; she certainly doesn’t have time to handle anyone else’s crap…
Parker West has spent his life running.
From responsibility. From obligation. From the corporate CEO position he’s always been expected to take over. He’d rather climb Kilimanjaro than sit in a board meeting with stiffs in suits. When a crisis at the family company forces him to return to Boston, he has no choice but to stop chasing adventures — temporarily. As soon as things are back in order, he fully intends to sail off into the sunset…
Until he locks eyes with a mysterious blonde who screams trouble and sets his senses on fire. For the first time in his life, Parker doesn’t want to run. In fact, when it comes to Zoe… he may want to do something he’s never done before.
Stay.
ONE GOOD REASON is a full-length contemporary romance about a girl who’s spent her life just trying to survive… and the man who finally teaches her how to live. Due to some sexy scenes, suspenseful moments, and a foul-mouthed heroine, it is recommended for readers ages 17 and up.
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EXCERPT:
“I didn’t ask you to save me,” I point out, crossing my arms over my chest.
“I didn’t ask you to save me,” I point out, crossing my arms over my chest.
“I didn’t ask to be this good looking.” He grins. “Things happen.”
“Humble, aren’t you?”
“Trouble, aren’t you?” he counters, taking another step toward me.
Four feet left.
“No,” I lie, heart still hammering.
His grin widens. He knows I’m full of shit.
“Too bad.” His eyes flicker to my mouth. “I’m rather fond of trouble.”
Gulp.
“Listen, just tell me what you want so we can get this over with,” I say, trying to sound like I’m in control and not about to defy national health statistics by having a heart attack at the ripe old age of twenty-four.
“What I want?” he asks in a dangerously soft tone.
“Yes.” I take a breath that does nothing to steady me. “To keep quiet about this.”
“Why would you assume I want something?”
“Everyone wants something.”
“Maybe I don’t.”
“Well, what I want is to not be be indebted to you.” I jerk my chin up. “I don’t want to owe anyone anything. Ever.”
There’s a pause as he weighs my words and I get the sense he’s trying to figure me out. I could save him the time — tell him I’m a puzzle with so many missing pieces he’d be better off throwing the whole damn thing in the trash — but I don’t waste my breath.
“Have you considered the possibility…” he says after a while, his voice full of gravel. “…that I might want something you don’t want to give me?”
“I…” I swallow. “I can give you money. Not upfront, but I could pay you in installments… or… something…” I finish weakly, watching him take another step toward me.
Three feet.
“I don’t want your money.”
“I could upgrade your computer system,” I offer, shuffling backward until my spine hits the tile wall.
He shakes his head, amused.
“Walk your dog?”
His eyes spark with humor. “Don’t have a dog, darling.”
“Water your plants when you’re out of town?”
“Do I look like the kind of guy who keeps a garden of delicate orchids?”
No. No, he does not.
He looks like the kind of guy who’d only ever see a flower if he decided to fuck you senseless in a field of wild daisies, just because he felt like it.
My mouth feels suddenly dry. When I speak, my words crack. “Then what do you want?”
His eyes flare with something dangerous. Something that makes my palms start to sweat and my legs press together a little tighter.
“I don’t think you want to know,” he whispers.
I agree. I definitely don’t want to know.
PLAYLIST:
Lost Boy - Ruth B.
Trouble - Halsey
Please - Sawyer Fredericks
Dance So Good - Wakey!Wakey!
Coming Down - Halsey
Make It To Me - Sam Smith
Coffee and Cigarettes - Michelle Featherstone
Little Do You Know - Alex & Sierra
Unsteady - X Ambassadors
Let It Go - James Bay
Hold You In My Arms - Ray LaMontagne
Boston - Augustana
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
JULIE JOHNSON is a twenty-something Boston native suffering from an extreme case of Peter Pan Syndrome and an obsession with fictional characters. When she's not writing, Julie can most often be found daydreaming, drinking too much coffee, striving to conquer her Netflix queue, or stalking Goodreads for new books to add to her ever-growing TBR list.
She published her debut novel LIKE GRAVITY in August 2013, just before her senior year of college, and she's never looked back. Since, she has published four more novels: SAY THE WORD, ERASING FAITH, NOT YOU IT'S ME, and CROSS THE LINE. Her books have appeared on Kindle and iTunes Bestseller lists around the world.
You can find Julie on Facebook or contact her on her website www.juliejohnsonbooks.com. Sometimes, when she can figure out how Twitter works, she tweets from @AuthorJulie. For major book news and updates, subscribe to Julie's newsletter: http://eepurl.com/bnWtHH
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