Unprofessional by JD Hawkins

Release Date: March 22nd

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Designer: Letitia Hasser from RBA Designs

Model: Christian Hogue

Blurb

What happens when the internet’s favorite playboy falls in love?

I have the best job in the world. Date beautiful women and write about it.

But I want to take it to the next level: instead of writing about my experiences make it into an online reality show.

But here is the catch. My boss wants me to share the show with a woman co-host. And he wants that woman to be my best friend and co-worker, Margo.

I’ll date beautiful women and she’ll date hot men. Sounds fair enough.

So now I have to watch her fake date hot men. I used to love going home with a different woman every night, but suddenly this isn’t as fun. Seeing Margo with anyone else is driving me crazy.

And the more time I spend with her working on the show, the less I want to keep our relationship in the friends’ zone. And the harder it is to stop myself from imagining her bent over the copier.

Things are about to get unprofessional.

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EXCERPT:

“Thank god you live on the ground floor,” I say, as I rummage for her keys in her bag with one hand while keeping her from falling with the other. It’s not that I haven’t been to Margo’s place before, but when we hang out it’s usually at work functions or the occasional bar, and at the moment I can’t shake the feeling that I’m intruding a little.

“You know, you’re really fucking hot,” she slurs, giggling. My cock stirs at the brush of her lips so close to my neck, her warm breath against my skin. I have to shake it off.

“And you’re really fucking drunk,” I reply with a forced laugh, as the key finally catches and I kick the door open.

“No…I mean it,” she says as I step into her apartment, still holding her in my arms. “You’re like…the most beautiful man.”

“That’s very sweet of you,” I say, as I open a few wrong doors (closet, bathroom) until I find her bedroom. I walk in and lay her down on the bed, then pull away, setting her bag on the night table. “You should probably just rest a bit, let it pass.” I unlace her boots and ease them off gently, setting them on the floor before straightening up to go. This feels familiar, although I haven’t carried a too-drunk Margo home from a party and put her to bed since our undergrad years. “You need anything? Water, or—”

“Yeah.” Margo smiles.

“What?”

Instead of answering, she mischievously beckons me closer. I look at her, dress rolling up around her thighs, twisting her body up in the sheets, my imagination starting to whirl a little.

“Come here!” she yelps impatiently.

This could mean trouble—the problem is, I like trouble. I groan and go nearer to the bed.

“Closer,” she giggles, and I’m taken with the smile, the way she grinds into the bed…

“What?”

Her hand pulls on my shirt, her smile goes and instead her mouth is open now, weakened like she’s preparing to kiss me. I could so easily fall into her here, so easily bring my mouth onto hers, put my own hands under her clothes. I can almost taste her, appetite stirring…

Except being a real man doesn’t just mean knowing when to make a move, it also means knowing when you shouldn’t.

“Nice try,” I say, pulling back.

Margo laughs and pounds her fists onto the bed with disappointment.

“But I need to see what’s under your shirt. You still got those Grand Canyon abs, I bet.”

“Ok. That’s my cue to go,” I say, half-out the door. “See you tomorrow.”

“No! Come on! Please! I remember the view was fucking amazing. Just a little peek. A tiny little peek for old time’s sake. Come on, Owen! Don’t be an asshole. You know you want to show it off.”

I look back at her, hand on the doorknob, and find myself laughing.

“Happy now?” I say, pulling up my shirt a little way.

Margo screams and falls back onto her pillows laughing.

“I knew it! Just as perfect as that night you got locked out of the girl’s dorm,” she says, as I close the door and leave.

When I get back to my car, I’m still smiling.

MARY’S 5 STAR REVIEW

JD never ceases to amaze me with the books he writes!! His unique ability to take a subject, in this case a friend to lovers romance, that easily seduces and draws you is so effortlessly. Unprofessional is simply intoxicating and you’ll find yourself quickly mesmerized by Owen… yet found myself firmly cheering for #TeamMargo!! This book was an absolute joy to read.

Owen and Margo had been besties since college. They met as Owen was escaping from the ladies dorm one night .… totally naked!! Yeah, Owen is a big-time player/manwhore…. You know the type. But then Margo is quiet the party girl herself! While there may have been an attraction between them it never went any further than friends. Purely platonic.

Their friendship has followed them into adulthood and the working world. They are still besties and work for the same company. Margo helped him get a job and they end up sitting side by side. Owen is the sweetest and I love how he is always there for Margo. It’s little things like bringing her coffee in the morning when he arrives to work, someone to listen to her.

He’s also there for Margo when she and her boyfriend have a bad breakup. A consoling shoulder to lean on and lift her spirit. Yet it’s one of those times when the other kind of spirits they partook in lead to an evening of steamy, hot best sex of my life nights. Just one night, no strings, no commitment. While the chemistry between the two is undeniable, where will they go from here? Especially now, when it becomes obvious that they can’t keep their hands off each other.

Whether this was a big mistake or not they find themselves trying to navigate this change in their relationship. The awkwardness of the secret they share, the stolen glances, the hidden touches. The big dilemma for Margo was that she knows that Owen was a commit-a-phobic. Knowing this how could she ever think that Owen could be her “forever “guy?

Even with all this inner dialogue going on in her head how could she ignore their scorching attraction? Owen certainly didn’t seem to be as conflicted, even appeared to be content with their arrangement.

But then the world would shift on its axis when the boss lady calls the two of them to propose a new project.

Would the two of them be able to work together?

What would happen to this arrangement between them?

Hawkins outdid himself on Unprofessional. My most favorite JD Hawkins book ever!! Well delivered, utterly believable friend to lover story. Owen truly stole my heart. I love just how softhearted he was and that he more than pulled it off without losing any masculinity.

About the Author:

JD Hawkins writes erotic romance with modern-classic alpha males and strong, independant women. He currently lives with his wife in Los Angeles, CA. He loves to travel and has lived in many places, including New York City, India and Thailand. When he isn’t writing, JD enjoys surfing, training in Mixed Martial Arts, reading and taking naps. He’s always loved making up stories, especially ones inspired by real life.

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