#BookBlitz “Rules of a Rebound” by Nina Crespo

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It only takes one night.

Natalie Winters thought she’d married the man of her dreams…but her marriage ended way too soon in a nightmarish divorce. She even has to share custody of the dog! The stress is killing her, so she decides to take a night off and attend the Breakup Bash—a private party for women celebrating their breakups—with her friends.

Former executive security specialist turned bartender Rome Collier is drawn to the woman easily trading sexy banter with him. And if she wants the “Do Me” condoms she accidentally throws across the counter at him, she’ll have to claim them…personally. Their flirtation turns into so much more, and every scintillating night they spend together is better than the last.

Strong, protective…and hot, Rome is everything Natalie ever wanted in a man. All she has to do is convince him he’s more than a rebound.





Nina Crespo is giving two winners a signed print copy of a book from The Breakup Bash series (winner’s choice — The First Rule of Hookups or Rules of a Rebound) & a $10 Amazon gift card.


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Her past was full of fake promises, but the passion she feels now is real…Maybe too real. Strong, protective…and hot, Rome is everything Natalie ever wanted in a man. Is he more than just a rebound?

“How much do I owe you?”

“We can settle up later. Before I forget, here’s your key.” Rome slipped it from his keyring and handed it to her.

Electric like tingles radiated into her palm. Rome sucked in a breath. A long moment passed as they just stared at each other.

He stepped back, breaking the spell. “Guess I should get to work.”

Weshould get to work.” She tucked the key into her front pocket. “I just need to get my toolbox from the garage.”

“See you out back.”

Natalie retrieved her purple toolbox with black trim then joined him on the deck. She sat it next to his nearly identical yellow and black one on the picnic style table situated near the left corner. He’d moved her tarp-covered grill to the far corner on the right.

Rome measured the height and width of the door frame. “The plywood isn’t as wide. We’ll have to nail in two-by-fours to take up the slack.”

She shielded her eyes from the sun with her hand as he pointed to where the two-by-fours would fit. “Makes sense to me. I’ll get started on taking down the broken door.” As she opened the lid to her toolbox, the top tray divided into two. Screwdrivers were lined up on the left side. Wrenches and pliers on the right. In the tray underneath was a hammer, a small hand drill with assorted bits and a digital measuring tape.

Rome peered over her shoulder. “Nice. Very nice.” He’d put on cologne when he’d gone home to change, and his tantalizing sandalwood and citrus scent wafted in breeze.

She faced him. “I showed you mine, now show me yours.”

He quirked a brow. “Sure you can handle it?”

“Would I ask if I couldn’t?”

His deep chuckle was like a wicked caress running over her bare skin. “True.” Eyes never leaving hers he moved closer. Body heat and attraction filled the small space between them.

As he leaned in and reached back, his chest grazed her breasts. “What do you think?”

What did she think? If she sat on the table, they could reenact what happened in the storeroom. But they were talking about toolboxes. Weren’t they?


Nina Crespo logoABOUT Nina Crespo

Nina Crespo lives in Florida where she indulges in her favorite passions — the beach, a good glass of wine, date night with her own real-life hero and dancing.

Her lifelong addiction to romance began in her teens while on a “borrowing spree” in her older sister’s bedroom where she discovered her first romance novel.

Let Nina’s sensual contemporary stories and steamy paranormal tales feed your own addiction for love, romance, and happily ever after.

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