Single mom Jeanie Long was trying to save her butt at work by reporting her manager to the company owner. Instead, she finds herself greeted warmly by gorgeous company CEO Camden James…and introduced to his father as his fiancée. Now she’s been hired—complete with a hefty pay raise—to be the fake fiancée of the infamous “Penthouse Prince.”
Camden doesn’t believe in love. He believes in mutually beneficial business arrangements. With his real fiancée off cheating on him, Camden needs someone to help him prove to his father that he’s definitely ready to marry. Yet Jeanie’s combination of beauty and bluntness act like an aphrodisiac, and their “for the press” kisses look incredibly real. So real that Jeanie and Camden are either really convincing actors…or they’ve fallen for their own charade.
Camden James is a wealthy playboy who regularly hits the gossip pages. Dubbed by the press as the Penthouse Prince, women come and go from his life like discarded toys. When he finally has a fiancé she goes off and cheats on him, he needs a solution quickly. One that comes in the form of an employee sneaking her way up to his domain in order to report her manager and hopefully avoid being fired.
Jeanie didn’t have an appointment, she followed at just the right interval a group of men headed for a conference room. She doesn’t get the chance to escape to an office though as they usher her into the room. The next thing she knows she is being introduced by Camden James to his father, the CEO as his fiancé.
Much negotiation ensues as Camden hastily draws up a contract for his fake fiancé. A slight complication is her child, one he embraces as he further plans their engagement period.
A favorite scene is once he has her ensconced in his penthouse and she has met his bestfriend and lawyer Lowe.
Camden clenched the frame of the door, and Lowe poured a drink at the bar.
“She’s beautiful,” Lowe said. “You didn’t mention that.”
“You’re right. I didn’t.”
Sleep. He really needed to get some sleep. Exhaustion left him jagged, oversensitive, like some walking exposed nerve. He wouldn’t be bothered, if he wasn’t so tired, at the tension in the room between his fake fiancée and his best friend. She was a pawn on the chessboard, and he was positioning her to pretend to be his queen—nothing more.
“She’s attractive enough,” he said. But he knew the truth. She wasn’t beautiful in the stereotypical sense, not like the supermodels he normally dated. She wasn’t just attractive enough. She was more than enough. His lips were still on fire from the last kiss they’d shared.
“Hmm…I can understand why you didn’t mention it. A gorgeous woman like that, no wonder you felt she was right for the job.”
Lowe didn’t seem to notice a muscle twitched in Camden’s jaw—a good thing since he didn’t understand his response and couldn’t explain it if his friend asked.
“I’m going to need your help to pull this off. Even if it doesn’t last long, this is going to be tricky. Also, I need you to make sure the lawyers are working double time since I bought breathing room, but not much of it.” He joined Lowe at the bar, then poured two fingers of whiskey and slung it back.
“Understood.” Swirling his drink around, Lowe seemed lost in thought.
“What? Say it. I can tell you’re thinking something so hard, you’re just bursting to say it.”
“You like her.”
Snorting, Camden slammed his glass back down on the polished wood a bit harder than he needed to. “Right place, right time. We discussed this.”
“Any number of women might have fit the bill. You picked her.”
Camden shrugged and paced the room. “I picked her, and now we work with it.”
“You picked her.”
Facing him, Camden risked eye contact. “So? I picked her.”
“You’ve never picked any of the women of your life. Either they were handy, offered themselves up, or you knew they would piss off your father, so you dated them…or he picked them and you danced like a puppet. Her? You picked this one. You didn’t have to jump at that moment, you could have planned this out better, but you didn’t. That’s a choice, even if it was a rash one.” Lowe arched one brow, a characteristic expression. “I think it means something.”
“Hardly.” The denial tasted like a lie.
“Rumor has it your actual fiancée boarded a plane the minute the news of your new fiancée broke, heading back home. She hasn’t released a statement yet.”
“Waste of her time. I’m not going to meet with her while I’ve got Jeanie installed in this position. And I don’t like Jeanie. I just met her.” He realized going back to the topic would show vulnerability…moments after the words escaped.
“Ah, and it bugs you, liking her. Cam, I’ve known you far too long for you to lie to me. Lie to the press, lie to your Dad, do what you have to do…but you can’t bullshit a bullshitter.” Lowe toasted him before swallowing the whiskey and placing his glass on the bar.
“I find her interesting.” Admitting it hurt nothing, he rationalized. “She’s not like anyone I’ve ever met, not so far. I’m sure it’s just the puzzle. Once I figure her out, she’ll become less interesting.”
Lowe’s laughter rang out. “Hey, man, whatever helps you sleep at night.”
Nothing helped him sleep at night. Insomnia was his worst enemy. Not even Lowe knew that little truth. “I want you to stay away from her.” The request surprised him, as did the vehemence in his tone, but he meant it, so he rounded on Lowe to fix him with a stare. “I mean that.”
Adjusting his tie, Lowe smirked. “As long as she’s your fiancée, I’ll keep my distance.”
Relief flooded Camden, but he refused to consider the whys of it right then.
Following Lowe out of the room, Camden breathed a little easier.
As Lowe stopped, waited, and finally turned, Camden recognized his expression and knew his relief would be short-lived before Lowe even spoke. “The minute you’re split, though, she becomes fair game.”
Camden didn’t have a response, so he didn’t answer.
Nelson, Virginia. Penthouse Prince (Entangled Indulgence) (Kindle Locations 469-505). Entangled Publishing, LLC. Kindle Edition.
A world where deceit is the name of the game and finding love is not the norm. These two hit it off from the beginning but Camden doesn’t believe love exists.
Just doing the job becomes increasingly more difficult as Jeanie finds herself falling for the Penthouse Prince.
A delightful read as Jeanie is transformed, not without snark, into the Penthouse Princess and drama ensues from blackmail to sizzling sex. You will be guessing as to how these two can ever stay together.
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Virginia Nelson believed them when they said, “Write what you know.” Small town girl writing small town romance, her characters are as full of flaws, misunderstandings, and flat out mistakes as Virginia herself.
When she’s not writing or plotting to take over the world, she likes to hang out with the greatest kids in history, play in the mud, drive far too fast, and scream at inanimate objects.
Virginia likes knights in rusted and dinged up armor, heroes that snarl instead of croon, and heroines who can’t remember to say the right thing even with an author writing their dialogue.
Her books are full of snark, sex, and random acts of ineptitude—not always in that order.