The Playboy’s Proposal
by Ashlee Mallory
The Sorensen Family #3
Publication Date: July 25, 2016
Genres: Adult, Entangled Bliss, Contemporary, Romance
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Synopsis: Sometimes the perfect match is right under your nose…
Doctor Benny Sorensen has had it up to here with her party-throwing playboy neighbor. She’s declaring war. She doesn’t care how gorgeous or charming he is, he’s going down. That is until he proposes something she’s not sure she can say no to…
Wealthy ad man Henry Ellison lives an uncomplicated life that revolves around work, women, and partying. In that order. Until Benny storms into his life. To placate his attractive but hotheaded neighbor, Henry offers to help her land a date with the man of her dreams. Only as Henry makes her over and coaches her on the fine art of flirting, he realizes that the idea of this woman in any other man’s arms but his own is unacceptable. But Benny’s a forever kind of girl and forever might just be the one commitment he can’t make.
Each book in the Sorensen Family series is a standalone, full-length story that can be enjoyed out of order.
Book #1 Her Backup Boyfriend
Book #2 Her Accidental Husband
Book #3 The Playboy’s Proposal
In no particular order, here is a list of a few of the songs that made my playlist for The Playboy’s Proposal. There are always a few keepers on here that I use in more than one book as well as new ones that were spot on for the mood I needed for Benny and Henry’s story. Hope you find some of them inspirational to you too!
–Author Ashlee Mallory
Playlist for The Playboy’s Proposal:
1. Falling in Love (with my best friend) ~ Matt White
3. You Don’t Know Me ~ Michael Bublé
4. Just What I’m Looking For ~ Matt White
5. Tenerife Sea ~ Ed Sheeran
6. Poison & Wine ~ The Civil Wars
7. Don’t Worry Baby ~ The Beach Boys
8. Feels like Home ~ Chantal Kreviazuk
9. Running Around In My Dreams ~ Tyrone Wells
10. I’m Gonna Find Another You ~ John Mayer
11. Wasted Word ~ Kris Delmhorst
12. The Way I Am ~ Ingrid Michaelson
13. 4 and 20 ~ Joss Stone
15. Baby You’ve Got What it Takes ~ Michael Bublé
16. Save the Last Dance for Me ~ Michael Bublé
The Playboy’s Proposal by Ashlee Mallory
Half an hour later, the two were stretched out on his couch, eating what was left of Benny’s takeout.
“Get him talking about something he likes. Check. Nod and smile, look as if I’m hanging on his every word. Check. Giggle and laugh at everything he says because my brain is too soft and empty to have anything more to do than engage
He smiled at the annoyance in Benny’s voice. The disgruntled look on her face. “Oh, and don’t forget to lean forward as much as you can, preferably in a low-neckline top with a lacy bra underneath.”
“Should I baby talk, too? Maybe ask him if I can massage his feet?”
“If you think it might help.” Her brows drew together in vexation again, and he chuckled. “Okay, I’m not saying you have to do all this. But—I’m not proud to admit this—all men, even the best of us, are still little boys underneath. We want to be assured that a woman likes us. Finds us irresistible. But it’s a fine line. You want to be interested but not an easy conquest.”
“I’ve lost half my brain cells just listening to all of this.” She set her plate down.
“Just give it a try. Also, lick your lips a lot. You have great lips. You want to draw his attention to them. Make him want to kiss you.”
“All those years in medical school, and now I’m resigned to licking my lips to elicit his interest. Great.”
“You’re forgetting the bigger picture. These are just little tricks, small steps you can take to initially capture his interest. His attention. Once Luke’s looking at you with more than clinical interest and more actual bona fide sexual interest, then it’s up to you to keep his attention. Engage him in any debate or whatever burning medical question you two might want. Just be sure that when it’s all over he still wants to slip his tongue down your throat.”
She wadded up her napkin and threw it at him. “You’re disgusting.”
He grinned. “But I know what I’m talking about.”
Man, she hated golf, but the artful way Henry swung that thing was…kind of hot.
“Try it,” he said, thankfully ignorant of her less-than chaste thoughts.
Pulling her tongue back into her mouth, she tried the same swing in what felt like exactly the same motion. By the tugging of Henry’s lips, she was going to assume she hadn’t quite duplicated the movement. Henry repeated his instruction and directed her to make some adjustments in the grip before he swung again.
She greedily eyed his form while he was preoccupied.
When she realized he was waiting for her, she repeated his motion.
“Maybe we should practice with the ball.” He grabbed a couple and placed them on the tees in front of them before winding back again, the swooshing hypnotic, this time followed by the short cracking sound of the iron hitting the
ball as it sailed up into the air and landed on the stretch of grass ahead of them.
At least, she was certain it had landed somewhere over there, since she was still watching Henry, his torso turned to the side and his arms flexed as he gripped the club, making it hard to miss the bulge of his biceps. His profile clean and
striking, his lips parted as he watched the landing.
How did he get his hair to stay like that yet still look so touchably soft?
He turned toward her, and Benny tried to divert her eyes so he wouldn’t know she’d been slobbering over him. She reminded herself that Henry Ellison was a self-absorbed ladies’ man who was only helping her out to help himself—nothing more.
But when he smiled, telling her to give it a shot, that reminder went out the window.
She looked down at the end of her club as he continued to coach her. “Practice swinging, feeling the back-and-forth in your hips before you try and connect. The key is, when you’re about to hit the ball, keep your eye on the spot where you want it to go.”
Blah, blah, blah.
… Only nine swings later, other than hitting and tearing up the grassy area around the ball, she’d been unsuccessful. She shot him a frustrated look, blowing back a strand of hair that kept falling to her mouth. “I suck at this.”
“The problem is in your lineup. Here.” Henry walked behind her, and before she could even catch her breath, she felt his hands on her hips. She nearly shot out of her skin from his touch. “Easy,” he said somewhere near her ear before his arms went around her and his hands rested over hers on the golf club. “I’m just trying to show you the motion, the way you want your body to flow as you hit.”
Her body was flowing, all right. Her whole freaking body was buzzing from having him so near her, surrounding her. He smelled…good. Clean. Masculine. Goose bumps prickled along her arms.
Was this even appropriate in public? She looked up, her eyes wild, to see if everyone was staring at them in horror, but no one was even glancing their way.
Steady there, Benny. He’s just showing you a swing. Nothing more.
Do not turn around, though, whatever you do.
She exhaled slowly and worked to take in another breath. It was unnaturally quiet, and she realized that Henry was no longer talking or trying to move. Birds chirped from somewhere overhead, but she was paralyzed from moving or looking up.
Henry cleared his throat and shifted behind her, his arms dropping away from her. “Okay, let’s try again.”
She raised the club, her heart beating a trillion beats a second and brought it down, swinging through just as Henry taught her. Like before, she missed the ball and stumbled forward, trying to save herself on the follow through. Only this time, she did make contact with something.
From the oomph from behind her and the ball still perched on the tee at her feet, she knew it wasn’t the contact she’d wanted.
“I just want everything to be perfect. I want—I need—to know that when he kisses me, he’s not going to draw away in horror. That he’ll be enticed to want…more.”
A growing realization was coming over Henry, and he wiped at his forehead. No. It wasn’t possible. She wasn’t about to ask him—
“Would you be willing to, maybe, kiss me? Just for a minute? You’ve been so honest up to now, and I trust that you’ll tell me if kissing me is like kissing a twelve-year-old—”
“I’m afraid I wouldn’t have any recent experience there.”
“You know what I mean. You said you can create the whole package, and what I need from you right now is assurance. Assurance and maybe a few…tips. What I’m doing wrong, what I’m doing right…” She trailed off, her eyes pleading with him.
This was too much.
Benny was actually sitting there, sexy as hell, asking him to kiss her, something he’d been fighting himself from doing since she first sat on this couch. Maybe even before that. She was asking him to feel what those full lips would be like under his and manage to keep his head enough to give her pointers, for God’s sake.
“Benny, I’m not sure this is a good idea.”
“Oh. Okay, I understand.” A certain glimmer of humor entered her eyes. “You’re afraid that I’ve made you into this guru in the fine art of kissing and lovemaking, that now that you’re on the spot, you won’t be able to hold up your end of it. It’s a performance thing.”
“The hell it is.” He sounded angrier than he’d intended. He tried again, making himself sound levelheaded. “Believe me, I know what I’m doing. That’s not the problem.”
The woman was positively deranged.
“Fine. If that’s what you want. But when I tell you what you’re doing wrong, I don’t want you to try and physically maim me.” He couldn’t believe he was going to do this.
Kiss a woman he’d been thinking of more times than he probably should the past week. Kiss a woman whom he’d been wanting to kiss long before then.
He smiled a little wider now. Well, if it was what she wanted…
DON’T MISS THE OTHER BOOKS IN THE SORENSEN FAMILY SERIES BY USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR ASHLEE MALLORY!
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Synopsis: One little white lie leads to more than she planned…
Straight-laced lawyer Kate Matthews always plays by the rules. But when her ex gets engaged and a big promotion is on the line at work, she blurts out that she has a new boyfriend. And now that she’s proved she “has a life” outside of work, everything is perfect. Except for one teeny little detail—there is no boyfriend. And now Kate’s liable for her little white lie…
Dominic Sorensen is hot, charming, and very definitely not Kate’s type. But not only does Dominic want to help Kate renovate her home, he’s also willing to play “boyfriend.” All he wants in return is a little pro bono work for his sister. Now instead of Mr. Right, Kate has a delectable Mr. Fix-It-Right—and some unbelievable sexual chemistry. And if falling for Dominic is a breach of contract, Kate is guilty as charged…
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Synopsis: Payton Vaughn’s trip to Puerto Vallarta for her friend’s wedding was her big escape from her ridiculously overbearing mother–oh, and that little matter with her cheating fiancé. Now, her flight’s been cancelled, and she’s crammed into a tiny car with the gorgeous-but-irritating best man.
Viva la road trip from hell…
Cruz Sorensen doesn’t have time to babysit some spoiled socialite, even if she is the future daughter-in-law of the man who could change the fortune of his family’s company. He has no business getting to know her better—not even for all the tequila in Mexico…until they wake up with grande-sized hangovers as man and wife.
Now Payton and Cruz must decide if they’ve reached the end of their journey…or the beginning of a new adventure.
ABOUT ASHLEE MALLORY
Ashlee Mallory is a USA Today Bestselling author of Contemporary Romance, Romantic Suspense, and Thrillers. A recovering attorney, she currently resides in Utah with her husband and two kids. She aspires to one day include running, hiking and traveling to exotic destinations in her list of things she enjoys, but currently settles for enjoying a good book and a glass of wine from the comfort of her couch.