Blitz: British Banger (Hero Club Novel) by Jennifer Woodhull + GIVEAWAY

**British Banger by Jennifer Woodhull**

Good Morning, Everyone! So thrilled to see you all today! Today I am pleased to introduce a new-to-me author to the blog. She is here letting us all know about her latest release. Please allow me to feature on the blog Jennifer Woodhull and her release, BRITISH BANGER … Plus, a GIVEAWAY!

**JENNIFER WOODHULL**

**BIO**

Jennifer Woodhull writes romance with heat, heart, and satisfying happily ever afters. Her titles include the popular friends-with-benefits romance, The Dating Alternative, second-chance romance The Last Virgin in Texas, and her entry into the Cocky Hero Club World, British Banger.

Jennifer currently lives in Tennessee with her real-life book boyfriend and their yellow lab, who can be more persuasive than any roguish hero. She travels to her family home in England often, and has been known to plot novels and write pages of dialogue on her phone from planes, trains, and automobiles (though not while driving, because safety first).

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**BRITISH BANGER**

Publication date: May 31, 2020

Series: Cocky Hero Club Novel
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

**BLURB**

British accents should come with a warning label. When they’re attached to deep, baritone voices that belong to sexy, cocky men, you should have to sign a waiver.

Most people wouldn’t touch short-term rental properties, but since my business partner took off with my client list, I need every deal I can get. Enter, one insanely sexy and completely exasperating Camden Reid.

The smug executive found fault with every property I showed him. Too cramped. Too feminine. Too far from a decent pub.

His demands were ridiculous, and I couldn’t wait to be rid of him and his British bangers.

Somewhere between the first property and the zillionth, though, my attraction to Camden grew impossible to ignore.

His insane demands finally met, the arrogant Adonis proposed we christen his new temporary home.

Little did I know how addicted I’d become, or just how unforgettable my time with Camden would be.

After all, I knew we had an expiration date.

All good things must come to an end, right?

Except our ending was one I didn’t see coming.

British Banger is written in the world of British Bedmate (Dear Bridget, I Want You). It features Bridget, Simon, and Calliope, along with a cast of new characters to fall in love with. 

**EXCERPT**

I take three deep, slow, cleansing breaths, grab my briefcase, and head toward the building.

When the receptionist shows me to the conference room, I’m mortified to see I’m the last one to arrive. Dan stands when I walk in. The other man, whose back is to the door where he sits at the head of the table, is busy doing something on his phone and ignores the fact that Dan greets me. It’s ruder than I would expect from someone I’m going to be spending lots of time showing properties to, not to mention someone who has the financial resources to rent such a luxurious place.

I step around to the side of the conference table that faces Dan and put my portfolio down. When I glance over to the client, who still hasn’t looked up from his phone, my annoyance is compounded by his appearance. He has dark, neatly combed hair, a square jaw that bears a light beard, and eyes the color of my favorite food group—dark chocolate.

He glances up at me for a millisecond, returns his gaze to his phone, but immediately looks at me again.

“Camden, this is Quinn Whitley. She’ll be your personal property liaison,” Dan says.

Camden stands and bends forward, extending his hand to shake mine. “Ms. Whitley, the pleasure is all mine.”

He’s British? Oh, God.

He grins and holy shit that grin is deadly. Of all things, why does mister smug, too-busy-to-be-polite, chiseled jaw, eyes I want to drown in have to have the sexiest of accents?

“H-hi. Nice to meet you, Mr. Reid.” I put my hand in his, and as the size of it wraps around mine, the warmth of his skin and the firm pressure of his handshake make my pulse quicken.

“Wow, that was… unnecessarily formal. I think Camden and Quinn will be fine, don’t you?” Dan lets out a forced chuckle, seeming to sense the tension between mister smug client and me. “Quinn, why don’t you show us what you’ve got lined up for Camden.”

“Yes, Quinn,” the deep voice says, firm, polished, and commanding. “Do show us. I’d love to know what you’ve got for me.” His eyes burn a hole through me as his words seem to hang in the air.

**EXCERPT**

After staring at my new, very important client for what feels like a very, very long time, I finally regain command over the ability to speak. “Good morning.”

“Morning.” He dips his head down a little so he can glance at me over his shades. His chocolate eyes dart from mine to the two cups in my hands. “Is one of those for me, or are you doubling down today?”

I smile. “For you. Here you go.” I hand him the cup of tea. “I’m parked at the curb. Shall we get started?”

I step toward the sliding glass doors that open of their own accord, and suddenly hear him exclaim behind me.

“Bloody hell! What is this shit?”

I turn to find him looking down at the green and white paper cup in his hand.

“It’s tea. You’re British. You drink tea, right?”

“I am, and I do. This however,” he holds the cup above the trash can next to the lobby door. “Is not tea.”

He opens his long fingers and lets the cup drop into the bin. My eyes widen and I open my mouth to say something, but then close it again. He steps forward into my space and stares down at me.

“What have you got, then?”

“I, um, have an espresso shot in Colombian roast?” It comes out as a question.

He reaches down and takes the cup from my hand, his fingers searing mine as they graze my skin, then puts it to his lips and takes a long sip.

“Mm. Much better.” He steps toward the door. “Shall we get on with it?”

He took my coffee. The cocky asshole literally just stole my coffee.

**EXCERPT**

It might be the fastest contract agreement I've ever signed.

When Emily hands me the keys and leaves, I close the door behind her and turn to Quinn.

Her eyes are filled with heat. She closes the distance between us, her palms pressing into my chest as she walks me back against the door.

"Now, Miss Whitley, do you think that's appropriate?"

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