Tuesday, February 7, 2017

BOOK BLITZ w/REVIEW - Shopping for a Billionaire’s Honeymoon (Shopping for a Billionaire, #11) by Julia Kent

Shopping for a Billionaire’s Honeymoon
Shopping for a Billionaire, #11
by Julia Kent
Publication date: January 31st 2017
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance
He is addicted to his phone and his new role as CEO. I’m addicted to getting some on my own honeymoon.

From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Shopping for a Billionaire’s Honeymoon (Shopping for a Billionaire, #11) . . .

There is nothing anyone can say or do that will take me away from this series. I love it from the beginning with a hand down the toilet in the men’s room. To multiple trips to the hospital for one thing after another. To the car with a big giant coffee bean on top. To diving in a pool fully dressed to the nines. To being helicopter out of a big event. To full and chaos in the city of sin. Just love this series. It fun, lighthearted, and sexy. I love the cast of characters from Shannon and Declan to Amanda and Andrew. The parents, siblings, friends, and foes makes this a series to follow. I get a laugh every time. I feel lighter.

This time around was no different. Declan and Shannon have finally, and I do mean finally tied the knot and are on their honeymoon. Although Declan may have forgotten to tell a few people this fact. But leave it to Shannon to make things very interesting. I loved reading this the first time as part of the another Shopping for a Billionaire book but this time I get Declan’s POV. This made things even more amusing. I fell in love with their honeymoon all over again.

If you have not started this series, please do, start at the beginning. Fall in love with Shannon, Declan, Marie, Amanda, Andrew and all the other. There are those you would love to hate and hate to love. This is a full-service series.

Shopping for a Billionaire series:
Shopping for a Billionaire – Shopping for a Billionaire, #1
Shopping for a Billionaire – Shopping for a Billionaire, #2
Shopping for a Billionaire – Shopping for a Billionaire, #3
Shopping for a Billionaire – Shopping for a Billionaire, #4
Christmas Shopping for a Billionaire – Shopping for a Billionaire, #5
Shopping for a Billionaire’ Fiancée – Shopping for a Billionaire, #6
Shopping for a CEO – Shopping for a Billionaire, #7
Shopping for a Billionaire’s Wife – Shopping for a Billionaire, #8
Shopping for a CEO Fiancée – Shopping for a Billionaire, #9
Shopping for a Heir – Shopping for a Billionaire, #10
Shopping for a Billionaire’s Honeymoon – Shopping for a Billionaire, #11
Shopping for a CEO’s Wife – Shopping for a Billionaire, #12

One of these things is not like the other.

I am pretty sure a serial killer’s lair is the only place in the world where I could stash my new husband so he can’t manage the acquisition of our new company.

And that seems a little drastic.

But only a little…
All I want is one week alone with him. Hours in bed, legs tangled together in ecstasy, room service and long walks on the beach in Hawaii.

Not vying for his kisses around a Bluetooth microphone. The Borg aren’t sexy in real life.

So I’m taking matters into my own hands and hitting “reboot” on our honeymoon.

We’re going to a place so remote that no one can find us.

Not even my mother.
Shopping for a Billionaire’s Honeymoon is now a full-length book of 150+ pages, with both Shannon and Declan’s points of view. Originally published with only Shannon’s viewpoint, this expanded edition is a result of reader feedback. People wanted to know what Declan was up to – so here you go. This book is meant to be read after Shopping for a Billionaire’s Wife and/or Shopping for a CEO’s Fiancée, but if you read it out of order (or even as a standalone), that’s fine. Shannon and Declan forgive you.
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Let’s do an inventory of this fine day. My day-after-I-got-married day. In Vegas.
After fleeing my Momzilla mother.
Today is supposed be Day One of my honeymoon after marrying the billionaire of my dreams.
(Let’s not count the night before).
Woke up to the lovely sight of my husband’s tousled dark hair sliding down my torso so he could feast on me for breakfast.
Had actual breakfast in bed after room service delivered mixed berries, cream, bacon, and maple-soaked carrot-cake french toast, and the best damn coffee on the planet from the coffee chain I now own.
Made love with my delightful husband in the giant jetted bathtub in our suite. Turns out I’m as bendy as a Cirque du Soleil performer when I need to be. Maybe Mom’s insistence that I attend all those yoga classes she teaches has a silver lining after all.
Dressed and prepared to hop the corporate jet for Hawaii, kisses interspersed between readying ourselves for the trip. Undressed twice. Dressed twice. Declan insisted I not wear panties for the plane trip.
“But I’m already a member of the Mile High Club,” I’d protested.
“Not as a wife.”
He had a point.
Panties abandoned.
Found his brother, my best friend, a former colleague and an Anterdec chauffeur all married to each other.
Notice something a little different about that last one?
Yeah. Me too.
Day One of my honeymoon had promise, but now? Now it’s a little too real.
We’re on the plane, settling into our seats, and I’m doing my best not to think about my poor best friend and her chaotic mess back at the Anterdec resort where Declan and I just spent nearly a week trying to figure out our entire life.
Which we did, successfully, to my utter surprise. After fleeing our wedding in a helicopter and lying to my Momzilla mother, we managed to get to Las Vegas, ensconced in a resort on the Vegas Strip that Declan had designed himself as an intern in college. By the time my crazy family caught up to us, we’d steeled ourselves for the inevitable fallout.
And got so much more than we expected, in more ways than one. We’re married now. Husband and wife.
That’s really all that matters.
That, and honeymoon sex.
Lots and lots and lots of honeymoon sex. It’s my wifely right to walk funny for the next few days.
And his husbandly duty to make it so.
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Author Info
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down.
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