Welcome to The Extra Shot where you’ll find an excerpt from Blame It On The Billionaire by Naima Simone. Happy Book Birthday Naima!
“Why didn’t you want me to know your name?” Grayson finally asked, casting aside the socially acceptable tact that had been drilled into him since birth. “Do we know each other?”
Nadia’s sharp but low intake of breath glanced off his ears, and he faced her again, openly scrutinizing her face for any telltale signs of deception. But she was good. Aside from that gasp, her expression remained shuddered. Either she had nothing to hide or she was damn good at lying.
He couldn’t decide which one to believe.
“No,” she whispered. “We don’t know each other.”
Truth rang in her voice, and the vise squeezing his chest loosened a fraction of an inch.
“And I guess, I didn’t see the point of exchanging names. If not for this blackout or you being in this hallway instead of the ballroom, our paths wouldn’t have crossed. And when the power is restored, we’ll become strangers again. Getting to know each other will pass the time but it’s not because we truly want to. It’s not…honest.”
Her explanation struck him like a punch. It echoed throughout his body, vibrating through skin and bone. Honest. What did he know about that?
In the world he moved in, deception was everywhere—from the social niceties of “It’s so good to see you” to the cagey plans to land a business deal. He wasn’t used to her brand of frankness, and so he didn’t give her platitudes. Her honesty deserved more than that.
“You’re right,” he said. “And you’re wrong.” Deliberately, he straightened his legs until they sprawled out in front him, using that moment to force himself to give her the truth. “If not for me needing to get out of that ballroom and bumping into you here, we wouldn’t have met. You would be outside, unprotected in the parking lot or on the road. And I would be trapped in the dark with people I wish I didn’t know, most likely going out of my mind. So for that alone, I’m glad we did connect. Because Nadia…” He surrendered to the need that had been riding him since looking down into her upturned face, and clasped a lock of her hair, twisting it around his finger. “Nadia, I would rather be out here with you, a complete stranger I’ve met by serendipity, then surrounded by the familiar strangers I’ve known for years in that ballroom.”
She stared at him, her pretty lips slightly parted, espresso eyes widened in surprise.
“Another thing you’re correct and incorrect about. True, when the lights come back on and we leave here, we probably won’t see each other again. But in this moment, there’s nothing I want more than to discover more about Nadia with the gorgeous mouth, the unholy curves and the underwhelming fairy godmother.”
Maybe he shouldn’t have pushed it with the comments about her mouth and body, but if they were being truthful, then he refused to hide how attractive he found her. Attractive, hell. Such an anemic description for his hunger to explore every inch of her and be able to write a road map later.
Her lashes fluttered before lowering, hiding her eyes. In her lap, her elegant fingers twisted. He released the strands of her hair and checked the impulse to tip her chin up and order her to look at him.
“Why did you need to escape the ballroom?” she asked softly.
He didn’t immediately reply, instead waiting until her gaze rose to meet his.
Only then did he whisper, “To find you.”
©Blame it on the Billionaire, Naima Simone 2020
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Blame it on the Billionaire by Naima Simone is perfection. Delicious, decadent, and satisfied my craving for a scorchin read. Be warned, you might find that despite the cold weather outside a sudden need to turn on the A/C. 
A heroine who is genuine, passion that radiates through my e-reader click after click, and the flawless writing makes this one-click worthy.
Grayson Chandler is done with his meddling and nagging mother who is not afraid to remind him of his family obligations. Expectations don’t care about the heart or personal feelings. When Grayson finds the one woman who could potentially save him and satisfy all of his needs, he will propose a business deal that could jeopardize everything. Some things are worth the risk ;).
When Nadia Jordan meets Grayson during a blackout, her world will spin on its axis. What will happen when the lights turn on and the truth is revealed? Nadia will do whatever she must to overcome her mothers reputation even if it means breaking her heart. This journey is one that ticks all the boxes and will be one your recommend to other romance lovers :).
Warm up your winter nights with this read and discover a romance that dares to defy as we discover the emotional journey of two characters who are destined to be together. A journey worth taking and one that will leave you wanting more from Naima Simone. I wish there was more, not because the story didn’t have closure or ended too soon. I wanted more because I fell in love with the characters and could’ve kept on reading.
I received a copy from the publisher for a fair and honest review. I can’t wait for more from this must read author.
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USA Today Bestselling author Naima Simone’s love of romance was first stirred by Johanna Lindsey and Sandra Brown many years ago. Well not that many. She is only eighteen…ish. Though her first attempt at a romance novel starring Ralph Tresvant from New Edition never saw the light of day, her love of romance, reading and writing has endured. Published since 2009, she spends her days—and nights— writing sizzling romances with a touch of humor and snark.
She is wife to Superman, or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent, and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, sometimes domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.
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