The Weekend Proposition by Ella Jade
No-nonsense businessman Spencer Cannon has a dilemma. He's headed to Connecticut for the weekend to attend his cousin's elaborate wedding. His whole family will be there in addition to his obsessed ex-girlfriend Ava. According to Spencer's brother, Ava has been telling her friends she's planning a magical reunion with her favorite ex-boyfriend. Spencer's not in the mood to deal with her, but he can't miss the wedding. He needs a plan.
Struggling Brooklyn waitress and aspiring graphic designer Dakota Vercelli has fallen on hard times. College debts, pending eviction, and her sick mother are taking a toll on her. A chance encounter with Mr. Cannon, CEO of Cannon and Carrington Advertising, leads to a proposition that may be just the thing to solve both of their problems. Spencer's offer—spend four days with him during the wedding festivities and keep his ex off his trail. In return, he'll compensate her generously for her time. He needs a weekend girlfriend, and Dakota needs the cash.
It was just supposed to be a business deal, but after sharing a room, kissing under the stars, and attending a wedding, their attraction is undeniable. Will the illusion end when the weekend is over or is the proposition just the beginning?
Content Warning: contains mature language and graphic sexual content
"I have a proposition for you," Spencer said.
"A proposition?" What could he possibly have to offer her?
"I have to attend my cousin's wedding this weekend. Actually, I have to leave tomorrow afternoon. I don't want to go alone for reasons I don't wish to discuss right now. I need someone to accompany me. I'm offering that to you."
"And you think I'm 'to the point'?" Coda shrugged.
He smiled but didn't say anything. She couldn't stand the silence. She wanted to figure out his game. There had to be some sort of catch.
"You want me to go to a wedding with you?"
"It's in Connecticut. I would require your services until Sunday afternoon. All of your expenses would be paid, including a wardrobe which would be yours to keep after the weekend."
"You need a date?"
"I would need you to appear as my girlfriend."
"Is this a joke?" she asked.
"I wouldn't joke about something like this. I've thought the entire thing through."
"A man who looks like you should have no problem finding a real girlfriend to buy clothes for and flaunt in front of his family." She thought for a moment. "Unless there's something wrong with you."
"There's nothing wrong with me." He raised his voice a bit. "I had planned on attending alone but circumstances have changed. I'm in a bind and from what I gather, you are too."
Her instincts screamed to run in the opposite direction. She'd never been the type to fall for a scam. "I'm not
"I'll pay you two hundred and fifty thousand dollars for your time."
"What?" Apparently a side of crazy came with those good looks.
"One hundred and twenty-five thousand today, if you agree." He pulled out a check from the inside pocket of the jacket he had draped on the back of the chair. He slipped the mint green paper across the table. "You'll get the rest on Sunday afternoon."
"That's fifty grand a day." She studied the check. It would take her years to make that kind of money working these shit-end jobs.
"I'm aware." He nodded as if the money meant nothing. "I'm asking for your time, a commodity I believe should be well compensated."
Too good to be true.
"Do you make it a habit of paying women to be your girlfriend?"
"Pretend girlfriend," he reminded her. "You would be the first."
"Does it matter?"
"What exactly do you expect me to do for that money?"
“I told you." He narrowed his eyes. "I need a date for a long weekend. Everyone needs to think we're a couple."
"You're willing to pay me to go away with you for four days. I'm supposed to take your word we're going to a wedding in Connecticut? How do I know you won't kidnap me and want to do all sorts of kinky stuff to me? You could be some sex-obsessed lunatic."
"Yeah, you know, like bondage and blindfolds."
"Do you like that sort of thing?" He tried to conceal his smirk.
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What would you do?
Coda is down on her luck. Her mother is ill and they’re struggling to pay the bills. They’re one non-rent payment away from eviction. How will they survive?
Spencer is in need of a weekend date to get his family and ex-girl friend off his back. His bachelorhood isn’t up for compromise. He needs a plan.
When Coda is thrown into his path, he sees away for both of them to benefit from his proposition. He needs to work fast and convince her that a weekend with him is exactly what she needs. Good thing he’s a great negotiator.
“I’m guessing you’re not here for the grilled cheese. What brings you to Brooklyn?”
“I’ve never had grilled cheese before but maybe I’ll try it, Dakota.” Obviously he had checked her file to use her given name.
“Everyone calls me Coda, Mr. Cannon.”
“Why don’t you call me Spencer?”
“Okay, Spencer, what can I do for you?”
“A ‘to the point’ kind of girl. I like that.” The right side of his lips rose slightly, creating a sexy, crooked smile. “I’m a businessman and I need something.”
“I think you may benefit from my offer.” He continued to stare directly into her eyes causing her to cower from the influence she found there. She’d never backed away from a guy before but there was something different about him.
“What makes you think that? You don’t know anything about me.”
“I overheard your conversation with your mother last night.” He stopped for a second, but before she could open her mouth to protest, he continued. “You were in my private kitchen. I did try to make my presence known but you didn’t hear me.”
“How much did you hear?” She fidgeted with her hands, trying hard to break the Italian habit of using them when she talked. She had a tendency to get loud when she felt stressed. The conversation with her mother had caused her some anxiety.
“Enough to know you’re in need of financial assistance.”
“I’ll figure it out. I always do.” She didn’t like discussing her finances, or lack thereof, with a stranger. She didn’t care how rich and good-looking he was. It was none of his business.
“I have a proposition for you.”
“A proposition?” What could he possibly have to offer her?
“I have to attend my cousin’s wedding this weekend. Actually, I have to leave tomorrow afternoon. I don’t want to go alone for reasons I don’t wish to discuss right now. I need someone to accompany me. I’m offering that to you.”
“And you think I’m ‘to the point’?”
Hmm… this could get interesting.
About the Author:
Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBook industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can't be stopped. Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two young boys. When she's not chasing after her kids, she's busy writing, attending PTO meetings, kickboxing, and scrapbooking. She hopes you'll get lost in her words.
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