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Get ready to meet Jasper Bergen—the heir to a billion-dollar mountain sports empire as well as the company’s CEO. This sexy-as-hell workaholic control-freak is about to meet his match when he’s forced to work with the free-spirited writer, Elle Reynolds. You get mountains, money, lots of banter, and all the feels.
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Here’s the BLURB:
Billionaire workaholic Jasper Bergen calls the shots—and that’s just the way he likes it. Period. As CEO of Bergen Enterprises, he’s dedicated his life to keeping his family’s mountain sports empire profitable. But sales have plateaued, and the company needs a jumpstart.
Enter Elle Reynolds.
She’s a bestselling travel writer whose celebrity adventurer status makes her the perfect choice to boost the company’s public image.
The perfect choice to everyone but Jasper.
Hired by the company’s founders, he has no choice but to work with the free-spirited author. And while they clash at every turn, Elle can’t quit. Her accountant has swindled her out of millions, and she needs this job to get back on her feet. But Jasper and Elle may have more in common than they think. Thanks to their busy schedules, neither’s dated in ages.
Each is experiencing a sexual famine that can only be remedied by a feast—a MAN FEAST.
When they agree to a no-strings night of passion, their sexual chemistry is off the charts. And these two opposites soon realize there’s a fine line between love and hate.
Here’s a swoon-worthy EXCERPT:
Jasper brushed his thumb across her trembling bottom lip. “I’ve been under your spell from the moment I laid eyes on you, Eleanor. I’m tired of fighting it. I’m tired of denying my feelings for you. I’m tired of pretending whatever it is between us is something that can be flicked on and off like a light switch. Say you want this. Say you want me just like I want you.”
She stared into his eyes as the disco ball cast them in a blanket of twinkling lights. A week ago—no, three days ago—she would have laughed in the face of anyone who said she and Jasper would end up like this, professing their feeling for each other while Salsa dancing in Vermont.
“Kiss him, Eleanor!” came a loud shriek from the bar.
Elle looked around at the dozens of pairs of eyes glued on them.
“Yeah, Eleanor, go for it!” came another voice from the crowd.
She bit her lip, giddy with excitement, her heart about to burst in her chest.
“Girl, if you don’t want him, I’ll take him!” came another shout.
She held Jasper’s gaze. “I want him.”