Title: Dating the DILF
Author: Amali Rose
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 4, 2019
Blurb
A reality tv show filled with beautiful women vying
for one hot daddy? And, cue scandal...
After years spent concentrating on raising his daughter,
Miles Kent is pitched a chance at true love on a new reality dating show. It’s
an opportunity so enticing that he’s willing to risk his heart on national
television. What follows is a staged disaster that paints him as a cheating
scumbag and earns him the title of The Most Hated Man in America.
Determined and tenacious, Charlotte Reed’s life revolves
around work and her dream of becoming partner at Chicago’s most esteemed law
firm. But the heart and brain often long for different things, as Charlotte
quickly learns after a chance encounter with Miles. Falling for him hard and
fast, she is soon dreaming of a future with him, and an angelic two-year-old
with an unfortunate potty mouth.
Then, she stumbles across the footage and snarky sound bites
from the show, and finds herself wondering which version of Miles is real. Will
she allow his bad press to turn their lives into must-see tv? Or can she direct
her own happily ever after?
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Excerpt
Vibrant blue eyes meet mine, full of mischief, and I allow
myself a moment to imagine what it would feel like to look into eyes like that
every day. The thought startles me and the moment comes to a quick end when he
clears his throat and his teeth sink into his full bottom lip in, what I can
only assume is, an attempt to fight the smile quirking his full lips.
A fight he is losing.
A wave of fresh embarrassment washes over me and I duck my
head in an effort to avoid his gaze.
“Don’t you just hate it when they don’t have your favorite
flavor?” I force a smile and turn to move away, desperate to leave this moment
of disappointment and mortification behind, when the deep timbre of his voice
stops me.
“Trust me, nobody feels more passionately about ice cream
than I do.”
I glance up and take in his easy expression. He’s running a
hand through his slightly unkempt, dark blond hair, a grin stretching across
his face. I notice that his hair isn’t artfully tousled. You know the kind of
messy that guys spend far too long on, in an effort to make it look effortless?
Instead, it looks as though he spends his days running his hand through it,
with zero care for his appearance. I try not to question why that endears this
stranger to me.
“If they don’t have my Cherry Garcia, I will burn
this place to the ground.” He leans toward me conspiratorially. “Can I trust
you to have my back if shit goes down?”
My answering laugh is loud and unexpected. Somehow this guy
has managed to put me at ease and soothe my awkwardness.
“Of course. Who better to have by your side at a time like
that than a fellow ice cream annihilator, stranger or not,” I reply, my face
the picture of earnestness.
“See, now, you get it!” He shakes his head gravely. “Not
many people do.”
Author Bio
Amali Rose is an Australian author, and former blogger, who
released her debut novella in 2017.
A self confessed bookworm, her love affair with the written word began as a child, with The Magic Faraway Tree. Her tastes have grown and evolved over the years, and after stumbling into the indie community a few years ago, she discovered her passion for romance with a side of smut.
When not reading or writing Amali enjoys baking, yoga, cheesy pop music & netflix marathons; and believes strongly that pink, puppies and chocolate make the world a better place!
A self confessed bookworm, her love affair with the written word began as a child, with The Magic Faraway Tree. Her tastes have grown and evolved over the years, and after stumbling into the indie community a few years ago, she discovered her passion for romance with a side of smut.
When not reading or writing Amali enjoys baking, yoga, cheesy pop music & netflix marathons; and believes strongly that pink, puppies and chocolate make the world a better place!
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