BTWs, Viola is NOT blonde and busty, she's sleek and dark haired. And Jeff Sarto is a corporate guy, not a boy wearing his daddy's suit. |
Blurb:
Viola Leinmann is pissed when her
twin, Sebastian, books an event twelve days before the kick-off and then leaves
town. What makes it worse is that the new,
way-too-mouthwatering-for-his-own-good boss doesn’t like working with women.
But making sure her new company stays in the black is worth pretending to be
her brother for a night.
Jeff Sarto likes Sebastian’s style.
He’s a go-getter who’s self-motivated and makes him laugh. He’s also the key to
getting the office hottie to go out with him. And that’s what he wants, until
he meets Sebastian’s sexy sister, Viola. A stolen kiss makes him forget every
rule about mixing business with pleasure.
But as the convention deadline winds down and
his new friend Sebastian turns out to be Viola, can he forgive her for lying to
him? Or has Jeff lost both his best friend and the girl to a hurtful prank?Excerpt:
“Sebastian! You can’t leave,” Viola Leinmann yelled after
her twin.
“Sorry Vi, but I’ve gotta take this. We have to let me take
this.” Sebastian flashed her his trademark smile and shrugged as he reached for
the door.
“What about Sarto? You know he doesn’t work with women. You
have to meet him for dinner tonight to discuss the event.” The phone rang for
the thousandth time, and Viola noted the caller identification. “And your ex is
on the phone. I thought you called her back already.”
Sebastian laughed and jogged over to drop a brotherly kiss
on her cheek. “I did,” he told her, still leaning over her desk. “She just
can’t get over the fact that I’m the fish that got away.”
“I can’t imagine why she’d want to keep dating that ego.”
“I’m irresistible.”
“And arrogant.” Viola snorted. “We just got the deal with
Sarto Tech. It’s a last minute deal, and it’s huge. You can’t leave. You got the deal, and you know how he
feels about working with women.”
Sebastian dropped a hand on her shoulder and squeezed. “If
anyone can win him over, you can. Vi, you can’t expect me to turn down a shot
at a Lexi Savage after-party event.”
The phone chimed again. Viola let it ring, though she and
Sebastian both shot a glance and a groan when Jenny’s name popped up on the
inbound call display.
“I can take Lexi. You take Sarto. His expectation of pulling
together a convention in twelve days is completely ridiculous, and you promised him we could do it.”
Sebastian backed away toward the door, shrugging as he sent
her his boyish grin. “Sorry, babe. I booked Lexi Savage too, and she’s got
leads into the music industry that could make the business take off. Do you
really want me to throw her under the bus?”
Viola frowned. “No.”
“Great! See ya.” Sebastian poked his head back through the
office door. “And whatever you do, don’t tell Jenny I booked Lexi Savage,
she’ll go crazy, and I haven’t decided if I’m getting back together with her or
not.” The door shut.
“But, wait!” Viola yelled after him. It was already too
late. “When will you get back?” she muttered pointlessly.
Sighing, she pulled up Jeff Sarto’s phone number on her
contacts list and lifted the receiver before Jenny could speed dial the office
phone again.
“Sarto Tech, Jeff Sarto’s office. This is Erik speaking.”
“Hi, Erik. This is Viola Leinmann with Premium Event
Planners. I’m confirming Mr. Sarto’s appointment with Sebastian Leinmann
tonight at seven.”
“Yes, Mr. Leinmann should be at D’Angelo Sargenti’s at least
ten minutes before, to present his initial plan. Mr. Sarto will approve or
alter the suggestions at that time. He’ll have approximately one hour to hear
Mr. Leinmann’s plan for the event before his next appointment.”
“I’ll be meeting in his place,” Viola informed him. What was
Erik going to do, cancel because she had breasts? There were harassment laws to
prevent that kind of stuff from happening.
Erik paused a full beat before continuing. “I’m sorry, Mr.
Sarto will only work with Mr. Leinmann as he agreed to the overall concept
presented. Mr. Sarto won’t be pleased. If Mr. Leinmann is unable to make the
appointment tonight, Sarto Technologies will be approaching an alternate
resource. Thank you for your time, Ms. Leinmann.”
“Wait!”
Goddamn she was not going to be dismissed twice in ten
minutes. Her eyes fell on the pile of bills that starting a new business in
full hardcore publicity had generated. Some were stamped with red overdue ink.
They needed Sarto Tech, just as badly as they needed Lexi Savage and anyone the
musician recommended PEP to.
“Pardon?” Erik asked flatly.
Viola pinched the bridge of her nose. She could pull it off,
she knew she could. Hadn’t she convinced an entire party of Halloween guests
that she was a man? Okay, a vampire with a lot of fake blood and pasty white
face makeup. But she’d done it, and no one knew the business or her brother
like she did. Since she’d been there when Sebastian had secured the job over
the phone with a faxed in bid, she knew Sarto had never met her brother.
The pile of bills on the corner of her desk seemed to grow.
They really needed this job. It would put them in the black if the Sarto
convention came through. Jenny’s number lit up line two, and Viola sighed. She
was going to kill Sebastian when he came back. Slowly. And with something rusty.
“Ms. Leinmann, has there been a change in plans?” Erik asked
dubiously.
“Yes,” she winced as soon as she said it. She
pressed her forehead into her palm knowing she’d regret this decision, but
committed anyway. “Yes, I can rearrange our schedule. It won’t be a problem.
Tell Mr. Sarto that Sebastian Leinmann will be at D’Angelo’s before seven to
discuss the plans.”
3 comments:
YAY! Going over and gabbing my copy. Happy Release Day.
Happy Release Day!!!!
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