NEXT DOOR NIGHTMARE by Jaqueline Snow: Release Blitz, Excerpt & Teasers
Title: Next Door Nightmare
Series: Shut Up and Kiss Me #3
Author: Jaqueline Snowe
Genre: Contemporary New Adult Romance
Release Date: July 27, 2021
BLURB
A millionaire pretending to be a chauffeur to get out of a marriage pact, what could possibly go wrong?
Eleanora “Nora” Atwood has never grocery shopped or taken public transportation, but to access her trust, she’s required to live in the real world for three months—or marry. Nora has no interest in love, so a paper-only marriage is the obvious solution. And she knows the perfect groom—Anthony Carter, a fellow heir who owes her a huge favor.
Fritz, rarely known as Anthony these days, takes advantage of his beard and Nora Atwood’s cluelessness when she mistakes him for a chauffeur. The eccentric socialite thinks her plan to cash in her chip with Anthony and marry him is brilliant, but Fritz almost got trapped in a loveless marriage once before, and it’s not going to happen again. Letting her think he’s someone else seems harmless until she turns out to be his neighbor.
Nora, a total fish out of water, suckers Fritz into helping her navigate her newfound independence, and he learns the hard way that opposites attract, but if he doesn’t tell her his true identity before she stumbles on the truth, he’ll risk losing her forever.
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EXCERPT
“Oh, it is. But there’s a sense of pride in how I organize my finances, so I’m going to go on about them and you’re going to take it. If I had to hear about ladybugs and plant hair and enemies, you’re listening to me.”
She bit back a smile and let out a tiny giggle. “Okay then.”
Her laugh made me smile. I pointed at her. “Quit avoiding. You got me over here from my lazy Sunday afternoon. Get to work.”
“You’re awful bossy for a chauffeur.” She eyed me before focusing on the laptop. She frowned, stared up at me for a beat, and then tilted her head. “Hey, you’re not…you don’t have to help me, right? You’re choosing to be here?”
What an odd question. “Yes. I’m choosing to be in your plant-infested apartment where I get to talk about spreadsheets. Why would you ask that?”
“No reason.” She grinned as a blush crept up her neck and face. The pink made her skin glow, and I sat there, transfixed.
She ran her tongue over her bottom lip and wet it, the movement captivating me in a way I wasn’t prepared for. Her mouth looked soft, delicate, and her lips reminded me of a classic Hollywood starlet.
She ran a finger over her neck, scratching just below her ear, and I tracked the movement. My entire body tightened with need. I wanted to taste her, to kiss her mouth, see if she kissed like she did everything else—with gusto.
She leaned closer to me, her floral scent tickling my nose and making me all the more aware of how close she was. Her face was inches from mine. “Okay, is this a good start?” Her minty breath hit my face, and I fought every urge I had to not lower my mouth to hers.
She chewed on the side of her lip and stared up at me with so much trust, I wanted to fall into her. Lose myself in her. Set her on the table and rip off her too-large pink shirt.
“Fritz?” she said, her voice small. Her gaze moved from my eyes to my mouth, and she sucked in a breath. The air stilled between us as she leaned just an inch toward me, her nostrils flaring.
Her computer dinged three chimes, signaling an auto-update, but the sound brought me back to present. To normal. To the place where I shouldn’t be thinking about kissing Nora Atwood.
“Let’s take a look,” I croaked out, my throat way too dry and my voice a little shaky.
I could be attracted to her—that was fine. But acting on my lust? That was so far off my game plan. She wanted to use me, and I was done letting that happen.
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AUTHOR BIO
Jaqueline Snowe lives in Arizona where the “dry heat” really isn’t that bad. She prefers drinking coffee all hours of the day and snacking on anything that has peanut butter or chocolate. She is the mother to two fur-babies who don’t realize they aren’t humans and a new mom to the sweetest baby boy. She is an avid reader and writer of romances and tends to write about athletes. Her husband works for an MLB team (not a player, lol) so she knows more about baseball than any human ever should.
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