Today’s teaser comes from Royal Lines (Boston Rebels 5) – releasing 20 May
Pre-order here: https://rjscott.co.uk/read-royal
**unedited excerpt**
“I wanted to go over your notes for the Norstoe trip.” He slid his reading glasses onto his wide nose, daring me to offer to help with a glower.
“Notes?”
His lips flattened. Well shit, now I’d done it. “Marquis you can’t go into something this big without doing your research on the job, the country, and the monarchy that you’ll be dealing with.”
“I do better when I have to think on my feet. That’s why I had the second most power play goals in the league this year.” I gave him my patented charming as hell smile. It had no effect.
“This isn’t hockey, Marquis, this is a multi-million dollar contract that will propel Miller & Miller into one of the leading plumbing outlets in Europe. But only if things go well. You can’t go skating into Norstoe with your fancy clothes and bullshit grin like you do everything else.”
I rolled my eyes. That comment stung. It always did. “What’s there to know? I wine and dine this old duke or whatever until he signs on the dotted line. Then I supervise the ordering of the plumbing fixtures, the delivery dates, and anything else that we can help with. It’s not that hard. I’ll do my job.”
We have to take this seriously. I am not willing to let our reputation be shit like our closest competitors are. We won’t use substandard equipment like Parson Wells for example, we won’t cut corners like them, so don’t sell our quality based on bullshit promises.”
As if I’d resort to shady practices. I’m Mr. Honesty. Again, I resented the implication.
“Have you even looked up the royal family of Norstoe on your fancy iPhone?” He was an Android man. We tended to be at odds about a lot of things not the least of which was our cell phone preferences.
“Not really.” I folded my arms over my chest and crossed my ankles. Dad’s jaw tightened. Getting upset wasn’t good for him I was sure. “Fine, I’ll look up the king and queen of Norstoe. On my iPhone.”
Royal Lines
They’re setting fire to the sheets, but a romance between an out and proud hockey star and a reformed playboy prince could end up burning them both.
Marquis Miller might be one of the NHL’s best players, single, wealthy, and open about his sexuality, but he knows his future lies in taking over the reins of the family’s multimillion-dollar company after retirement. Jumping on the family jet, he heads to Europe, tasked with schmoozing a prince into accepting his company’s bid on a significant castle renovation. Assuming he’d encounter a dusty old monarch well into his dotage, Marquis is stunned to find out that Kaleb is a young, sophisticated, beautiful man with an impressive work ethic, to-die-for eyes, and a certain flair that captures Marquis’s attention.
Dragging the royal palace into the twenty-first century is one battle after another for the king’s youngest son. Juggling renovations, his royal duties, and attempting to reverse his former playboy prince reputation is impossible when everyone keeps dumping problems in his lap. His chaotic life takes yet another turn when an American hockey player arrives at the castle to discuss a renovation project. Marquis is the antithesis of Kaleb’s newly minted, responsible outlook on life, a jock, a player, willing to take chances. Although the forbidden sex is hot, Kaleb is not ready to turn on his family responsibilities for a pretty smile and a smart mouth.
Family is everything and romance will always come in second, until they open their hearts to love.
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