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You
know what's even better than marrying a billionaire? Having his baby.
We're
ready. We've studied and planned, read all the birth and labor books,
researched parenting classes, consulted our schedules, and it's time.
And
by we I mean me.
Declan's
just ready for the "have lots of sex" part. More than
ready.
But
there's just one problem: my husband and his brother have this little
obsession with competition.
And
by little, I mean stupid.
That's
right.
We're
not just about to try to bring a new human being into the world.
We
have to do it better, Faster, Stronger.
Harder.
McCormick
men don't just have babies.
They
engage in competitive billionaire Babythons.
I
thought the hardest part about getting pregnant would be dealing with
my grandchild-crazed mother, who will go nuts shopping for a
billionaire's baby.
Wrong.
Between
conception issues, my mother's desire to talk to the baby through a
hoo-haw cam, a childbirth class led by a drill sergeant and a
father-in-law determined to sign the kid up for prep school before
Declan even pulls out, my pregnancy has turned out to be one ordeal
after the other.
But
it's nothing -- nothing -- compared to the actual birth.
Shopping
for a Billionaire's Baby
is the newest book in Julia Kent's New York Times bestselling
romantic comedy series and is a 400+ page full-length novel.
Excerpt
“This
conception stuff has you thinking. Philosophically, I mean,” Andrew
notes, suddenly paying close attention to me.
“Of
course. It’s powerful.”
“How?
It’s just sex.”
I
snort. “I thought so, too. Until I had sex where I tried to get her
pregnant on purpose.”
Vince,
Gerald, and Andrew all take a step closer to me.
“Bareback,”
Vince whispers, like the word itself is holy.
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About
the Author
New
York
Times
and
USA
Today
Bestselling
Author
Julia Kent
writes
romantic
comedy with
an edge.
From
billionaires
to BBWs
to new
adult rock
stars,
Julia finds
a sensual,
goofy joy
in every
contemporary
romance she
writes.
Unlike
Shannon
from
Shopping
for
a
Billionaire,
she did
not meet
her husband
after
dropping
her phone
in a
men's room
toilet (and
he isn't
a
billionaire).
She lives
in New
England
with her
husband and
three sons
in a
household
where the
toilet seat
is never,
ever, down.
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