Black Friday is here and we’re discussing the season with Victoria James’ Jackson Pierce from The Billionaire’s Christmas Baby.
Jackson Pierce didn’t make his fortune entertaining every half-cocked idea, especially one involving diaper changes. Not even the cute brunette who links him to the baby in her arms can crack his icy heart.
A baby on the doorstep is the least of Hannah Woods’s problems—she has to find the baby’s uncle, or the child will end up in foster care. She sleuths her way to the reclusive CEO’s doorstep only to find six feet of holiday sexy—and a door slammed in her face. But when Jackson comes around and urges they marry for little Emily’s sake, Hannah finds herself falling for the jaded billionaire and wishing for a holiday miracle of their own…
Make sure you stick around to the end. We’ll be giving away an ecopy of The Billionaire’s Christmas Baby.
A Familiar Face
Jackson Pierce scowled at the throng of loud, cheerful shoppers before him. If he had only made it out of town yesterday, he never would have gotten roped into doing this. Apparently his business partner-and so-called-friend-had secretly entered him into the Secret Santa exchange at work-and had promised the staff that Jackson would be personally picking out the gift. Idiot. And his friend had only bothered to tell him last night-leaving Jackson no choice but to go shopping on Black Friday. But this was it. This was the last errand he needed to scratch off his list before leaving town.
Jackson cursed all the way to the Cell-phone kiosk in the mall. He didn’t even know what the parameters of this Santa present thing were. What the hell was he supposed to buy the kid in the mailroom? He needed to buy something-at any price-and get the hell out of here. Unfortunately, the kiosk was next to the cheesy Santa Claus house. A winding line of loud, misbehaving children, and haggard looking parents waiting to see the mall-Santa, reaffirmed why he was single. He glanced away from the sad site. Get the gift. Get the hell out of the mall. Then he’d leave his friend a nasty voicemail message, reminding him never to enter him in the stupid Secret Santa Exchange again.
Just as Jackson was about to reach the counter, someone bumped into him, sending his phone tumbling to the ground. He resisted the urge to swear out loud and bent down to pick it up, before someone stepped on it. He rose quickly as an odd sensation gripped him. The familiar scent of lemons hung in the air for the briefest of seconds.
He glanced around and a woman with long brown hair and a threadbare red coat dashed away. Why did she look familiar? Jackson quickly pushed his way through the crowd, his eyes not leaving the direction the woman ran in. He had no idea why she looked familiar, or why his instincts were screaming to go after her. Jackson kept his eyes on the woman, a black scarf trailing behind her as she weaved through the crowds. Jackson sidestepped a toddler who was in the throes of an all-out temper tantrum and picked up his pace as the woman ran down a deserted corridor of mall offices. His stomach began to churn as it occurred to him why the woman looked familiar…she reminded him of his sister. But that couldn’t be…his sister was dead. The clanking and swoosh of a steel EXIT door told him she left the building.
Jackson ran; sweat trickling down his face, until he came to the closed door. He pushed against it. Locked. He cursed. Get a grip, man. He took a deep breath, surprised to feel the heaviness in his chest, the acid burning in his stomach. His sister. He ran his hands down his face with a rough sigh. There was no way. It was ridiculous. What had he been thinking? It was the stress of the mall, of the holidays. He knew he shouldn’t have listened to his friend. He was getting the hell out of here. Three hours from now, he’d be in his remote cabin, sipping his favourite whiskey. His dog would be by his side, a fire would be blazing, and there would be no thoughts of shopping, family, or Christmas. Jackson took a deep breath, embarrassed that he had actually ran after a woman he thought was his deceased sister. Absurd. He took a step forward, but his foot stepped on something. Jackson looked down, and a bead of sweat slithered down his back, and the hair on the back of his neck stood at attention.
A pink rattle. A baby rattle. Where the hell did that come from?
Meet Victoria James!
Victoria James is a romance writer living near Toronto, Canada. Victoria is a mother to two young children, and one very disorderly feline. Victoria attended Queen’s University in Kingston, Ontario and graduated with a degree in English Literature, where she met and then later married, her own hero. After Queen’s, Victoria earned a degree in Interior Design. After the birth of her first child she began pursuing her life-long passion of writing. Her dream of being a published romance author was realized last February, 2012, when Entangled Publishing bought her manuscript. Victoria is living her dream-staying home with her children and conjuring up happy endings for her characters.
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The Billionaire’s Christmas Baby
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Victoria is giving away an ecopy of The Billionaire’s Christmas Baby. To enter, all you have to do is answer this one question: What should Jackson get for his Secret Santa? Remember, you must answer the question in order to be entered.
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A Familiar Face