Curvy beauty Chloe Harper is smart, efficient and professional. She's built a reputation as the top matchmaker in the city, and her ability to find the perfect matches for her rich clients has propelled her as the go-to gal to find love. Her own love life is less successful, with a string of failed romances and a manipulative ex-boyfriend to boot.
When the notorious playboy billionaire Jake Powers enlists her services in finding a wife, sparks fly. He's charming and drop dead gorgeous, and Chloe can't help being attracted to him. But his cold business like approach to marriage turns her off. She takes on the challenge of finding him a wife, but will she be able to find a match for the billionaire, or will she be in danger of falling for him herself?
This is a 23,500 word erotic BBW romance featuring a full figured curvy heroine and a billionaire who will stop at nothing to get what he wants.
EXCERPT
My eyes flashed as I looked at him, my skin hot and flushed with anger. He knew all the right buttons to push to set me off from 0 to 60 in record time. My temper was getting the better of me, and I knew I had to check myself before I did something I regretted. He looked like he enjoyed riling me up, which just made me angrier.
I made a conscious effort to calm myself, not wanting to play into his hands. I closed my eyes and took several deep calming breaths, my mind conjuring images of dropping a giant anvil on his head.
"I think you should leave," I finally said.
When I opened my eyes again, Jake was standing face to face with me. I didn't even hear him move closer. I had to take a step back, as a gasp escaped my lips. He wasn't disconcerted by my reaction. In fact, it seemed to spur him on even more.
"You're very beautiful when you're mad," he said to my surprise.
I looked at him like he had grown two heads. One second he was giving me a rundown on how incompetent I was at my job, and the next he was complimenting me. My head was in a whirl. I took another step back, trying to keep the distance between us so I could think. Jake stepped closer with every step I took back.
"Wh-What are you doing?" I said.
My back was against the wall. There was nowhere left for me to go. Jake walked closer towards me like a lion stalking his prey. His eyes never left mine. My anger from a moment ago was quickly dissipating to another feeling entirely. The sensation quickly travelled from my pounding heart, downward and settled in my belly.
"Mr. Powers...uh...Jake, I think you should leave," I said weakly. I lifted my arms in front of me to hold him off, and swallowed, my throat feeling suddenly dry.
"I like it when you call me Mr. Powers," he said. He stopped inches in front of me. I could feel the heat emanating from his body, but he didn't touch me. He didn't have to. His eyes raked over me, and I felt as if each look were a caress. My skin flushed at the thoughts that ran through my mind at his look.
I closed my eyes, willing him to either kiss me or step back. I didn't know which I wanted more at that moment.