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Title: A Little Like Destiny
Author: Lisa Suzanne @LisaSuzanne24
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 31, 2017
Cover Designer: CT Cover Creations, http://www.ctcovercreations.com/

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Reserved and responsible Reese Brady refuses to miss her chance with bad boy rock star Mark Ashton. After one steamy night, she's convinced the emotional connection they shared was just a figment of her imagination. After all, he’s a womanizer whose affairs are highly publicized.

Reese strives to leave that night behind her after a handsome business mogul asks her to dinner. Her relationship with Brian Fox quickly escalates into something meaningful, but Reese never expects the secret that emerges when he finally invites her to his penthouse.

She fell in love with a rock star the last time she was there. How could she know she’d fall in love with his brother next?


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Lisa Suzanne is a romance author who resides in Arizona with her husband and baby boy. She’s a former high school English teacher and college composition instructor. When she's not cuddling baby Mason, she can be found working on her latest book or watching reruns of Friends

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EXCERPT 1:
I’m thankful for the alcohol. It’s helping me make decisions that my sober mind wouldn’t agree with, but this is what I need. It’s like I’m finally thinking clearly, finally stepping out of my good girl persona and into the hidden minx that’s always been dormant inside me.
I lower my head and he’s centimeters away. I do what feels natural. I lean forward and press my lips to his.
I’m tentative at first despite the alcohol. His lips are firm and soft, a contradiction that feels absolutely right, but I’m leading here. I’m the one who kissed him.
I may be tentative, but he’s not. He’s hot and assured, pushing his hips harder against me to show me that he wants this…wants me. His arms tighten around me as our tentative kiss escalates.
His mouth opens to mine, and that’s when the music stops—or it keeps going, I don’t know, because all I’m aware of are my primal instincts. I meet his hips as they push to mine, our bodies pressed together as passion takes over. My hands trail up to feel his hair. It’s soft and thick, and I luxuriate in rolling a few strands around my fingertips. His hands grip my back, fingertips digging into the exposed flesh, as if it’s the only way he can prevent himself from getting me naked in the middle of a crowded dance floor.
He breaks our kiss first. He’s a bit breathless and I’m a panting mess.
He leans into me, pulling me into a hug and nuzzling my neck. He turns so his lips are near my ear. “I’ve wanted to do that since that morning you ran into me when you got off the elevator.”
I think to myself that I’ve wanted that, too, but I was scared, too caught up in my own head, too stupid to see what was right in front of me. He’s a catch, and I’ve been pushing him away because I can’t stop thinking about a pipe dream.
But I won’t allow myself to continue to be stupid.
“So much for taking things slow,” I mutter.EXCERPT 2:

I think I might be beaming with pride that I managed to get that entire speech out of my mouth without sounding like a complete and total idiot.
“Absolutely.”
“Great. I’m happy to give you a form my principal drafted up and you can get back to me with your exact donation, or I can—”
He interrupts me. “Ten thousand.”
“What?” I ask, positive I misheard him.
“Ten thousand dollars.” He flashes that same cocky smile at me again. “With conditions, of course.”
“What?” I repeat stupidly, my jaw hanging open.
“We’ve been looking for a charitable cause in Vegas, and I know there are lots of opportunities, but you’re the first person who didn’t just send a form email asking for money.”
“Ten…ten thou…My God. Ten thousand?” I’m stuttering like a fool, but I think I may be in shock. I cough and clear my throat. “Are…are you sure?”
He nods. “Yes.”
“What are the conditions?”
“Dinner. Tomorrow night.”
“I’d be happy to send something to your home.” Shit, for a donation that size, I suppose I can spare a few dollars to send a pizza or something.
He chuckles. “That’s cute. I meant dinner with you.”
My mouth forms a surprised O. I inhale in a sharp breath. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Mr. Fox.”
He raises an eyebrow. “Why not?” He seems like one of those guys who is used to getting his way.
“Wouldn’t it be a conflict of interest?”
He shrugs. “I’m not giving you the money. I’m giving it to your school.”
“Still, I don’t think so. But I appreciate the offer.”
He busies himself by picking up a folder from his desk. “Sorry we couldn’t reach an agreement,” he says, swinging the folder open and focusing on the papers inside instead of me. “Kelsey should be at her desk just outside my door. She can show you out.”
“So that’s it? I won’t go to dinner with you so you’re just going to pull your offer?”
He looks up at me and maintains his composure. “I told you it had conditions.”

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