| Author: | Pamela DuMond | ISBN: | 1230002184692 |
| Publisher: | Pamela DuMond Media | Publication: | February 27, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Pamela DuMond |
| ISBN: | 1230002184692 |
| Publisher: | Pamela DuMond Media |
| Publication: | February 27, 2018 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Ms. Match Meets a Millionaire is the ‘sweeter,’ ‘PG-13’ version of The Client that Pamela DuMond published in 2017.
Description:
A standalone Playing Sweeter Rom-Com from USA Today bestselling author Pamela DuMond.
I, Harper Emily Schubert, was an underpaid assistant working at a matchmaking agency, surviving on Insta-Ramen and dreams.
How was it possible that I made a love match that resulted in the society marriage of the year?
Christmas season was upon us and I planned on enjoying this gorgeous wedding by drinking too much Champagne, eating 5 star food, and relaxing for a change. I didn’t plan on running into a gorgeous, tuxedo-clad brick wall of a man.
I didn’t plan on him stopping my fall by grabbing onto my boob and Not. Letting. Go.
I most definitely didn’t plan on this impossibly handsome man being my new client.
Ethan was heir to the Rosseaux Hotel fortune, whip smart, hilariously funny, and so yummy. I was tempted to… good God I wanted to... but dating clients was a big, fat ‘No-No.’
It wasn’t fair that our chemistry was through the roof. Not possible that a guy from his side of the tracks wanted someone as broken as me. Practically a sin that we couldn’t be together.
Weren’t some rules meant to be broken?
Ms. Match Meets a Millionaire is the ‘sweeter,’ ‘PG-13’ version of The Client that Pamela DuMond published in 2017.
Description:
A standalone Playing Sweeter Rom-Com from USA Today bestselling author Pamela DuMond.
I, Harper Emily Schubert, was an underpaid assistant working at a matchmaking agency, surviving on Insta-Ramen and dreams.
How was it possible that I made a love match that resulted in the society marriage of the year?
Christmas season was upon us and I planned on enjoying this gorgeous wedding by drinking too much Champagne, eating 5 star food, and relaxing for a change. I didn’t plan on running into a gorgeous, tuxedo-clad brick wall of a man.
I didn’t plan on him stopping my fall by grabbing onto my boob and Not. Letting. Go.
I most definitely didn’t plan on this impossibly handsome man being my new client.
Ethan was heir to the Rosseaux Hotel fortune, whip smart, hilariously funny, and so yummy. I was tempted to… good God I wanted to... but dating clients was a big, fat ‘No-No.’
It wasn’t fair that our chemistry was through the roof. Not possible that a guy from his side of the tracks wanted someone as broken as me. Practically a sin that we couldn’t be together.
Weren’t some rules meant to be broken?
