Sunday, January 26, 2020

Boss Man Bride Groom - Blog Tour and Review

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BOSS MAN BRIDEGROOM by Meghan Quinn
Release Date: January 23rd
Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Blurb:

"Will you do me the greatest honor of all time and be my bridegroom?” she asks, hope in her eyes . . . 
 How did I get here? My assistant, bent on one knee, holding my hand, her expectant face waiting for an answer. Just . . . how? How did I go from being insulted by Charlee Cox to hiring her to be my assistant? How is it that she’s chaos in color - making me crazy and my life better at the same time? I never thought I would be staring down at her bright blue eyes begging me to go along with this ridiculous scheme I suggested. Yes, I suggested. Like the idiot I am, I thought hey, why not start an HR nightmare and have my assistant ask me to marry her? Confused? Don’t worry, so am I. But try to follow along, because this is how I became Boss Man Bridegroom. 
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My Review

I don't care that it's only January.
I don't care that I haven't read more than a handful of books this year.
I'm saying now -- this is my favorite book of the year. YEAR!

Meghan Quinn has the ability to write books that are absolutely hilarious, while not being over-the-top campy. This one had me laughing from the start!

The third in the series of books about three college friends, this one focuses on Charlee, Executive Assistant who is in need of a new gig, and Rath, frat boy turned billionaire mogul who is at the end of his rope with temps. When the two have an unfriendly meet cute at at an office supply convention she's attending with her EA Pal Linus (Bram's PA) their common friend solves both their problems. Rath decides to give her a chance despite their less than pleasant meeting and she goes over the top to show him she can not only handle him, but that he is useless without her.

When Charlee's grandma has a mysterious illness, potentially losing her one chance to see Charlee walk down the isle in her wedding gown, Rath comes up with a plan to give grandma her wish.

Come on - how many books have you read with a grandma? This one is no different, and somewhat steals the show. The chemistry, and conversations between Rath and Charlee are hilarious! Charlee is over the top, has the best personality, and her outbursts are comedy gold.

Grab this one, and read - but maybe not in public, unless you want people looking at you wondering why you're laughing at your phone/tablet like a lunatic. Not that it happened to me or anything. Twice. Nope, not at all.


EXCERPT: 

**RATH**
"Rath Westin, my boss, my commander in chief, my Gucci Governor—"
"I don’t wear Gucci."
"Go with it." She winks and clears her throat. "Mr. Big Shot, Barking Britches, and Irritable Ira—"
"Jesus . . . Christ." I rub my hand down my face.
"Will you do me the great honor . . ." She wobbles on her bent knee and clutches my hand to steady herself. "Will you . . ." She tears up, her voice becoming shaky. "I’m sorry, I’ve never done this before."
"I sure as hell hope not," I say through gritted teeth.
"And I didn’t think I’d get emotional either." On a deep breath, she finishes, "Will you do me the greatest honor of all time and be my bridegroom?"
Christ, nothing is ever simple with her.
"Why did you say it like that?"
"Did I not do it right?" she mumbles to herself. "See, I knew I was doing something wrong."
"No, why did you say bridegroom?"
"Oh, well, that’s what you would be. You see, that’s what they used to call men who were soon to be married . . . a bridegroom. But then somewhere along the way they shortened it to groom. But if you marry me, I would give you the dignified pleasure of retaining the honorable title of bridegroom."
"Don’t call me bridegroom."
"Boss man bridegroom?" she asks with a cheeky grin.
How the fuck did I allow myself to get in this position? With my quirky and sometimes annoying but mostly efficient assistant, kneeling in front of me . . . proposing.
Proposing to me.
In a pair of belly-covering slacks and suspenders, hair pulled back into a tight bun like she often wears it, looking up at me through her red-framed glasses, her bright blue eyes shining past the lenses, begging me to go along with this ridiculous scheme I suggested.
Yes, me.
Like the goddamn idiot I am, I thought hey, why not start an HR nightmare and have my assistant ask me to marry her?
Confused?
Don’t worry, so am I.
Where do I even start? Maybe from the beginning?
Here is a quick rundown: my ex, who used to work with me, left me for bigger and better things. We don’t talk about her, ever, because she took my heart with her. Instead, I buried myself in my work. I became a hermit in my office, firing one assistant after another because they weren’t good enough or their voice annoyed me, or they thought salt was sugar and gave me one bad cup of coffee that ended their career at Westin Enterprises—that mistake was on them.
In my spare time—not that there’s much—but when I do have spare time, I follow my two idiot friends around the city, helping them avoid fucking up their lives. But now that they’re both in loving and committed relationships, one planning a wedding with my sister as the bride, I have much more time on my hands.
Maybe they’re to blame for my demise, for this ridiculous charade I’m now a part of.
What does this have to do with my assistant proposing to me?
Well, you see, I was in the market for yet another new assistant, and that’s when one of my best friends, Bram, suggested I lean on his assistant, Linus, to help me find someone. Side note: Linus is a gift from God, and I’ve offered him huge pay raises many times to jump ship and join my company, but his loyalty lies with Bram . . . unfortunately.
So Linus helped me find an assistant, and that’s where it started to go downhill.
The minute I saw her, I knew it wasn’t going to be a good fit.
Why?
Because she’s too goddamn beautiful.
Because she’s far too bubbly.
Because with every smile and checklist she devises, she makes me want to bend her over my desk and make her mine.
But, since I clearly don’t know how to make any decisions worth a shit, I hired her, right there on the spot.
And that was the beginning of the end.
Need to know more? Well in case you are on pins and needles about my answer to her proposal, I said yes.
Here’s the story of how I became Boss Man Bridegroom.


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About the Author:
USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.







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