FREE for KINDLE: The Billionaire's Con by Mackenzie Crowne

My guest for this week is Mackenzie Crowne, but Mackenzie and I both forgot she was guesting. So, no interview or post.  (Anyone who told you all writers are organized and put together was lying.)
 
She'll be here again on October 15th to promote her latest book and maybe the two of us will have it together by then. Maybe.
 
For now, here's some information about her book, The Billionaire's Con, which is FREE this week on amazon.
 
The Billionaire’s Con by Mackenzie Crowne
 
 
"I thoroughly enjoyed this story. I loved that there was a great mix of intrigue and romance." ... Books Etc.
 
"This is an enjoyable and fun romance…it is a great read, and I am putting Ms. Crowne on my list of authors to read more of!" ... Coffee Time Romance
 
 
Free for Kindle 9/3 – 9/7: The Billionaire's Con: Free on Amazon


Chef Meggy Calhoun realizes her long-held dream with the opening of Boston's hottest new culinary experience. Crazy-busy with her new restaurant, she can't deny a fascination for her hunky new tenant. But will her secret connection to one of New England's most powerful families poison her recipe for success, and leave her heart flambeed?
Trevor Bryce Christos would do anything to protect the woman who raised him. Even seduce a beautiful con artist disguised as a chef and bent on cashing in on his family's wealth. Taking up residence in Meggy's carriage house while disguised as a writer doing research on small town New England is the perfect ploy to catch her at her game. But when the truth of her parentage is revealed, and his ruse exposed, he'll need the townsfolk's help with spin control if love is to remain on the menu.
 
 
Excerpt: 

"We had a leak." She jumped the last two steps to land on the floor, jamming the roller into the pan at the foot of the ladder. "The plumber is there now, dealing with the aftermath." Reminded of the calamity in her kitchen, she turned a glower on the silent man and quirked a brow. "And you are?"
"Oh, I’m sorry." Jill rolled her eyes at Meggy and made the introductions. "Meggy Calhoun, this is Trevor Bryce. He’s a writer who’s interested in renting the carriage house. Mr. Bryce, Meggy is one of the owners of Palmer House. She’s also the head chef."
Fascinated, Meggy watched as the stiff lawyer vanished behind a wicked smile, a flash of white teeth, and dimples. There was nothing stiff about the penetrating gaze that met and held hers. The deep drawl of his voice, when he said hello, reminded her of the smooth slide of the aged whiskey found in Palmer House’s well-stocked bar. She glanced at the hand he held out, and flipped up her own paint-smeared palm. "Sorry, I’m a mess."
Laugh lines crinkled the tanned skin at the corner of his eyes, and the soft core of femininity within her sighed in appreciation. She’d always had a soft spot for the Greek god type. Looking at Trevor Bryce, she had a sudden craving for feta cheese and ouzo.
 
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