- ISBN : 194334003X
- Total de Pages : 460 pages
- Date de Sortie : Jeudi 23 Avril 2015
- Auteur : Audrey Carlan
- Éditeur : Audrey Carlan
- Nom de Fichier : calendar-girl-anthology-january-april
Calendar Girl Anthology (January-April) est écrit par Audrey Carlanavec un total de 460 pages et publié par Audrey Carlan le 2015-04-23.
Get lost in Mia Saunders journey with the box set of the first four installments of our unwilling escorts journey to make a million dollars in order to save her father’s life. Box set includes January, February, March, and April all compiled into one novel length read. January: Mia meets Weston Charles Channing, III in Malibu, CA. A movie-making, kick-back surfer. It’s really simple. I needed money. A lot of money. One million dollars to be exact. The amount didn’t matter. All that mattered is that at the end of that price tag held my father’s life. No money. No life. The time limit was one year. On January 1st I had to pay up or my Father was going to be killed. February: Mia meets Alec Dubois in Seattle, WA. A French, dirty talking artist. A muse. Me. The motorcycle riding, ass-kicking, concert t-shirt wearing chick from Las Vegas, is a world-renowned French artist’s muse. For a month. I had no idea when I took the escort job with Exquisite Escorts I would be standing naked in front of a blank canvas in a Seattle warehouse. March: Mia meets Anthony “Tony” Fasano in Chicago, IL. A giant restaurateur with a sexy secret. A fiancée. I’m going to Chicago to pretend to be some Italian Stallion’s future wife. Why a massive hunk, boxer, and rich restaurateur needs a fake bride is beyond me. Then again, I’m not paid to know why. I’m paid $100,000 to be his escort, or in this case, the woman he’s supposedly “going” to marry. April: Mia meets Mason “Mace” Murphy in Boston, MA. Professional baseball player and womanizer. Baseball, beer, and a hot boy. Nothing can beat that. Until I meet Mason “Mace” Murphy the next “it” pitcher for the Boston Red Sox and my client. He’s immature, arrogant, sexy as sin, and the last man that’s going to get into my panties.