Title: Miss Understanding
Series: Miss #1
Author: Aubrey Bondurant
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 10, 2020
Blurb
Liam Davenport is the most infuriating man I’ve ever known –
and he’s my boss.
Worse, he’s undeniably sexy. At least until I’m subject to one of his trademark
sighs of disapproval. I’m counting the days until I can walk away from this
job. But first, I need to survive the trip from hell he’s dragged me on. One
entire week with his arrogant smile and my unexpected naughty thoughts.
I might get fired.
He just might be worth it.
Kendall Tate is the most distracting woman I’ve ever met – and she’s my
assistant.
She’s irritatingly clever, and much too nice for the likes of me. I need to
remain professional, even if the smell of her strawberry lip gloss is my
kryptonite. No matter how much I want her, Kendall is off limits.
Growing closer to her might be a mistake.
I might just take the risk.
and he’s my boss.
Worse, he’s undeniably sexy. At least until I’m subject to one of his trademark
sighs of disapproval. I’m counting the days until I can walk away from this
job. But first, I need to survive the trip from hell he’s dragged me on. One
entire week with his arrogant smile and my unexpected naughty thoughts.
I might get fired.
He just might be worth it.
Kendall Tate is the most distracting woman I’ve ever met – and she’s my
assistant.
She’s irritatingly clever, and much too nice for the likes of me. I need to
remain professional, even if the smell of her strawberry lip gloss is my
kryptonite. No matter how much I want her, Kendall is off limits.
Growing closer to her might be a mistake.
I might just take the risk.
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Excerpt
After a hot shower, I dressed in jeans and a sweater. Looking out the
window, I saw there was a good inch of snow already covering the surfaces. It
reminded me of my childhood when we’d pray for a snow day so we could go
sledding down the neighborhood hill instead of school. A movement shifted my
gaze to the corner of the back yard. I saw a figure in olive green on the
ground.
window, I saw there was a good inch of snow already covering the surfaces. It
reminded me of my childhood when we’d pray for a snow day so we could go
sledding down the neighborhood hill instead of school. A movement shifted my
gaze to the corner of the back yard. I saw a figure in olive green on the
ground.
Holy shit. Kendall had fallen. I rushed down the stairs, pausing only to
frantically yank on my boots before running out the back door and down the
steps toward where I saw her on the ground.
frantically yank on my boots before running out the back door and down the
steps toward where I saw her on the ground.
I found her laughing. Was she delirious from the cold? A bump on the
head?
head?
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked.
She looked up with rosy cheeks, bright eyes, and the biggest smile I’d
ever seen on her face. “Making a snow angel.”
ever seen on her face. “Making a snow angel.”
“Why?” It was truly baffling to me.
“Because this is my first time seeing snow.”
Her purple sparkly boots peeked out from the giant parka, making me shake
my head. She looked like a toddler poorly dressed for the weather in
hand-me-downs.
my head. She looked like a toddler poorly dressed for the weather in
hand-me-downs.
“You’d best get up before the snow seeps through all of your clothes.”
She stuck her tongue out in response. “Go away. I’m not on the clock yet,
and you’re ruining my fun.”
and you’re ruining my fun.”
“I came racing down here because I thought you’d fallen.”
“Oh, yeah? Did you come out to rescue me? Or hope you could quickly hide
the body?” she asked, holding out her gloved hand.
the body?” she asked, holding out her gloved hand.
I pulled her up without much effort. I’d be surprised if her petite
stature weighed more than a hundred pounds. Her grin was infectious despite my
hangover. “Depends. Did you make coffee?”
stature weighed more than a hundred pounds. Her grin was infectious despite my
hangover. “Depends. Did you make coffee?”
Her lips twitched in a smile. “I did. I’ll even give you some. Just as
soon as you help me make a snowman.”
soon as you help me make a snowman.”
She was adorable. And not in the toddler kind of way. The type of way
that made me want her to hook her legs around my waist so I could take her
against a wall.
that made me want her to hook her legs around my waist so I could take her
against a wall.
Author Bio
Aubrey Bondurant is a working mom who loves to write, read
and travel.
and travel.
She describes her writing style as: "Adult Contemporary Erotic Romantic
Comedy," which is just another way of saying she likes her characters
funny, her bedroom scenes hot, and her romances with a happy ending.
Comedy," which is just another way of saying she likes her characters
funny, her bedroom scenes hot, and her romances with a happy ending.
When Aubrey isn't working her day job, or spending time with her family, she's
on her laptop typing away on her next story. She only wishes there were more
hours of the day!
on her laptop typing away on her next story. She only wishes there were more
hours of the day!
She's a former member of the US Marine Corps and passionate about veteran
charities and giving back to the community. She loves a big drooly dog, a
fantastic margarita, and football.
charities and giving back to the community. She loves a big drooly dog, a
fantastic margarita, and football.
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