A confusing fight, a garbage-covered car, and a mom who shares her past as a stripper all drive Shannon to the edge of madness. When her big shot at mystery shopping luxury properties leads to another crazy toilet incident, its Declan to the rescue...but can they take the plunge? The Shopping series
Shopping for a Billionaire 3
β Scribed by Kent, Julia
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- English
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- Shopping for a Billionaire 3
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- Fiction
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β¦ Synopsis
I donβt turn every date into a medical emergency, but when I do, I nearly castrate my manβ¦
Shannon and Declanβs first real date ends with an ambulance trip and yet another test of their madcap relationship. Ex-boyfriend Steve insists on dinner with Shannon while Declan is overseas on business, but a surprise return leads to plenty of romance as Declan whisks her away for a ride over Boston (in more ways than oneβ¦).
Just as life and love look good, a misunderstanding takes on a sinister tone as a conspiracy brews to keep them apart. Julia Kentβs hilarious Shopping series continues.
Part 3 of a 4-part series.
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