Finder Fees Release Day!

 “When you find her, there are a few things you need to remember. She’s smart and manipulative. She knows how to protect herself. She’s beautiful and she’ll use it to her advantage. But, Mr. Renton, the most important thing to remember… is that she’s mine.”

J.T. Renton is worth millions. He wants for nothing. When he finds Sloan Mathis, he has to have her. Problem is she belongs to another, and J.T.’s not about taking another guy’s girl. But the idea that he can’t have her. Well, it just makes the challenge driven, J.T. Renton want his latest find that much more.

Finder Fees ~ A TroubleMaker Novel
J.T. Renton is what you might call a Finder. But the one thing this former bounty hunter no longer finds is people. That is until he’s offered a finder fee he just can’t resist. What J.T. doesn’t know is his latest find comes with a hidden fee, one that could end up costing J.T. his well-guarded heart.

Sloan Mathis is on the run from her dangerous ex. So when she encounters J.T. Renton, it takes her a second to realize the arrogant, sexy, and oh-so-frustrating Finder has actually mistaken Sloan for her twin sister. And to uncover what’s going on with her gone missing sister, Sloan lets J.T. believe that he’s found what he’s been looking for.

Ms. Gendron certainly knows how to write an alpha male that makes me swoon. J.T. is arrogant, confident and cocky and all are well-earned characteristics. His persistence has made him successful at what he does … finding things. Between that and the fact that he is worth millions, he is used to getting what he wants, when he wants it; fortunately he does it without an air of entitlement, so much like Sloan, I was drawn to him immediately. However, as the story progresses and we learn more about J.T., it was easy to understand why Sloan was doomed from the beginning – especially when he breaks out the alpha male claiming his female explanation or when he gets all growly. In a word, SEXY!

As for Sloan, I just gotta say she was awesome. The family loyalty among this clan is amazing. When faced with a rather intimidating J.T., her concern for her twin sister, Max, has Sloan holding her tongue and letting him think he’s found the right person so that she can meet Max’s boyfriend and figure out why her sister is missing. I enjoyed the back and forth between J.T. and Sloan. As much as he wanted her, he refused to cross that line because she belonged to someone else. Sloan’s last boyfriend has left her raw, so she refuses to acknowledge any possibility with J.T. Once J.T. learns that Sloan is not Max and Sloan is not spoken for, all bets are off and he intends to claim her as his own, something he never expected to happen. It is this aspect of the story that I truly appreciated. J.T. and Sloan had an instant attraction – one they both fought – but never did they pretend it was love, rather they acknowledged it for the physical attraction that it was. Even as the relationship progressed quickly, they didn’t fall into the insta-love that is so prevalent in novels lately – it was still attraction with an added aspect of caring for the other. When J.T. laid his claim on Sloan, it was just that – super hot sex marking her as his and vice versa, but still no words of undying love were uttered. Yet as they spent more time together and incidents forced them to face a life without the other in it, they realized that their feelings had progressed to those of love. While it was quick considering the timeline of the book, it wasn’t instant and it was consistent with Sloan’s family’s history of falling hard when they do fall.

The main factor that tips a book from a 4-star rating to a 5-star rating for me is whether or not I think I will reread the book and Finder Fees has definitely hit that mark. That I still need to go back and read books 1 & 2, which will lead to a reread of Lucky Numbers merely increases the likelihood of it happening, especially with Fallon’s book being released next. Thank you Ms. Gendron for sharing another enjoyable book in the TroubleMaker series. 

 

“I-I can’t believe you just walked out here butt-ass naked.”

“Why?” His eyelids lift. “What do I have to be ashamed of?”

“Uh…” Does he really want me to answer that?

“Besides,” he says, the side of his mouth turning up, “it ain’t like you haven’t been imaging what I look like butt-ass naked.”

“In your dreams,” I hiss. Powerless, I steal another glimpse of the muscles rippling down his arms, his flat stomach, and his strong legs. Hot damn, he’s perfect.

“Precisely where I’ve been, huh?”

“Yeah, right.” I stand up from the bed, my strength weakening.

“That’s not what you were mumbling in my ear last night,” he says, readjusting the towel around his sculptured waist.

“Hey, I was perfectly fine on the floor. You didn’t have to pick me up and put me in bed with you.”

“Just as I thought.” He shakes his head and takes a few steps toward me.

“What’s that?” I turn a bit to the left to move away from the unsafe bed.

“You were awake when I did that, and you still had no fight in ya to stop me. Admit it. You wanted to sleep with me. Those sexy legs of yours wanted nothing more than to wrap themselves around my body, and as for your hands…” His eyebrow curves. “Are you gonna deny where they were wandering to—”

“Now I know you’re full of shit! My hands didn’t wander anywhere.”

“No, but mine did, and there was no fight in ya to stop me then either.”

“Ew!” I don’t remember sleeping with him. But, hell, if I’d been awake, my frisky hands would’ve been all over him. “Fuck off,” I lurch, utterly frustrated.

“Now let’s not start throwing that word around, ‘cause standing here in nothing but a towel with you wanting what you want…” he says, shaking his head. “Well, I can’t promise that boyfriend of yours will be too happy to hear about you, me, and the eff word all summed up into one.”

“You’re an—”

“Yes, I know.” He waves me off. “I’m an arrogant ass, but hey, I get it. You want me, but you belong to someone else.” He shrugs and grins. “It happens.”

My hands ball into tight fists at my sides. “I belong to no one!”

“You do, Sloan, whether you want to admit it or not. You’re his.” He presses closer, and my back hits the wall. “And be thankful for it.” He lifts his hands and places them on the wall, trapping me. “See, the fact is…” His eyes roll down my body, then slowly saunter back up, “That’s the only thing stopping me from stripping your clothes off, slamming you against this wall, and fucking you hard.” He leans in, and my entire being shakes from the inside out. “It’s all that’s stopping me from making every bone in your body ache for me, and every muscle ache because of me. And let me tell ya, by the time I got through with you…” He pauses again, his lips slightly parted, his head tilting closer. “You’d certainly belong to someone, because I’d make you completely mine.”

Kelly resides in a quiet suburb somewhere between Buffalo and Niagara Falls, NY. Her day job? Kelly works in health care representing a group of nursing facilities in the WNY area. She’s been faithfully writing for three years but did write her first book ten years ago. She put it down to raise her son as a single mom and then picked it back up when she and her son finally grew up. That's when she settled into her newly married adult life and started to seriously write again. She's dabbled with Romantic Suspense stories, but recently she's been on a contemporary kick. The recipe for the men in her stories: a dash of bad boy attitude, a cup of strong and confident and, of course, besides being packed with magnificent bodies, and doused with shameless aptitudes, they must have a tender heart you want to rip out of the pages (or your e-Reader) and take to bed with you at night.

  

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