We're celebrating the release of BEDDING THE BOSS by Virna DePaul! 





Title: Bedding the Boss (Bedding the Bachelors Series)


Age Group: Adult



Genre: Contemporary Romance  











Release Date:  September 13, 2017





After discovering his fiancée was in love with his best friend, wealthy Eric Davenport left Los Angeles to return to his small-town roots. A year later, he’s opening a ranch and love is the last thing on his mind.


Lexi Fischer’s a rodeo baby who fell in love with movies in the back of her father’s R.V. She’s driving across country, working odd jobs to make it to LA and fulfill her dream of becoming a screenwriter.


When Lexi meets Eric, he’s a confusing combination of earthy and sophisticated. They were only supposed to have one night, but then Eric makes Lexi an offer tough to refuse: work for him for the summer and he’ll make sure she gets to LA, promising he’ll keep his hands to himself.


Unable to resist, Lexi agrees. But as the summer progresses, feelings between Lexi and her boss spiral out of control. Can Eric survive loving another woman destined to leave him? And will Lexi realize that love won’t interfere with her dreams but rather make all her dreams come true?


*Bedding the Boss is part of the Bedding the Bachelors series, but is a stand alone novel.






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My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Bedding the Boss (Bedding the Bachelors) by Virna DePaul  

Bedding the Boss is a little bit country and a whole lot of everything else.  The most memorable of romances start with simplicity, yet endure the test of time.  Lexi and Eric are a tribute to that kind of love.   From broken hearts to new beginnings, Virna DePaul is all heart with this couple.  Lexi is a dreamer.   A wanderer at heart.  She longs to make her mark doing something that she loves. Writing.  So she sets out to gain some life experience and loses her heart forever. Eric is a man trying to outrun his past. Heartache and regret are in his rear view.  A new life awaits him in the country.  Until the woman he never saw coming, ends up being the one he can't forget.  It's easy to lose your heart when the characters are as endearing as Eric and Lexi.

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Eric looked over to where Marina had gestured, and sure enough, there was Ray. Obnoxious ass hat Ray Fogerty talking some woman’s ear off.

She was turned away so Eric couldn’t see her face. She wore a thin gray tank top and jeans. Her honey blonde hair tumbled over one pretty little shoulder and down toward her elbow. She leaned the side of her head onto her hand and Eric could see the glitter of a ring on each of her fingers. As if she could suddenly sense the gaze of the other men, the woman’s shoulders tightened. She tossed the hair back from her face and looked over her shoulder. Her dark eyes immediately found Eric’s.




The heat from her stare raced all the way through his body like an electric shock. Every single part of him just stood up and took notice. Including one part that was extremely hard to ignore. Eric shifted on his barstool in the hope it would loosen his suddenly tight pants a little. No dice.

The woman quickly turned back around and Eric could see a lovely little flush working its way over her neck and shoulders. He wanted to taste that flush. Chase it as it bloomed over her skin with his teeth and tongue.

When he heard Will let out a low whistle behind him, Eric bristled. No. Hell no.

“Mine,” Eric said, just seconds before Will did.

“What the fuck, Quick Draw?” Will grumbled.

“Beat it, Owens,” Eric said to his friend as he finished off the last of his beer. It had been over a year since he’d moved to Montana. Over a year since he’d been engaged to Brianne.

Over a year since he’d felt a strong attraction to any woman. At least, nothing like he was feeling now.

His night had just gotten a lot more interesting.

“I’ve got this big move ahead of me and this morning I had to sell something I loved to make it happen. I’m just… down. And stressed.”

“What did you have to sell?” he asked, and then widened his eyes comically.
“Was it your body? Or better yet, your virginity? Did you auction it off to the highest bidder?” He laid a hand on her arm. “Am I just hours too late?”

Lexi found herself laughing again as she playfully swatted his hand away. She wasn’t usually this silly, and certainly not with a man she’d just met. Must be something in the air. “More like half a decade too late. I ‘auctioned’ that prize off to Steve Jessup for the high price of two tickets to a Radiohead concert on our three-week anniversary.” Eric’s grin made Lexi’s stomach dip. “What about you?”

“When did I ‘auction off my flower’?” Eric asked. He scrunched his face up in memory. “Hmmmm. Well, it was to Shawny Lowenschuss. And she won that one off me with the high, high bid of looking damn fine in her cheerleader uniform.”

“Cheerleader, ugh.” Lexi face palmed and then ran her fingers around the rim of her glass. “You would.”

“I did,” he agreed, waggling his eyebrows at her.

“I can think of one really great way to eliminate your stress,” he said in a low, gravelly voice.

Lexi laughed, tossing her hair over her shoulder and leaning in further. “Oh, I just bet you could.”

“Might get sweaty though,” he said, pulling a glossy chunk of her hair through his fingers. “Might be a little rough for a girl as delicate as you.”

Suddenly, the joke was over and Lexi’s heart started to pound as her mind spun out wild images of what he was whispering to her. The two of them, tangled and sweaty in the back of her car in the parking lot. Or in the bathroom of the bar. Or, fuck it, right here, right now. Lexi took a swig of her drink. It had obviously been a little bit too long for her. She had to calm down.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been described as delicate before,” she said, and even though she was flirting, it was the truth. She was strong, direct. And often described as intimidating.

He leaned back a little, but his knees came around either side of hers, caging her in. “So, you think you could handle some pounding?”


About the author:

Virna DePaul is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, and a former criminal prosecutor who writes thrilling, sexy stories about ordinary people overcoming extraordinary obstacles to find love. She has been traditionally published with Penguin, Harlequin, and Random House, and is also a bestselling Indie author.

Website: www.virnadepaul.com

Email: virna@virnadepaul.com