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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Thank you to all of the amazing bloggers, bookstagrammers and BookTokers who helped spread the news about The Rules of Dating. Your excitement keeps us going, and we are forever grateful for all of your support.
To our rocks: Julie, Luna and Cheri – Thank you for your friendship and always being just a click away when we need you.
To our super agent, Kimberly Brower – Thank you for always believing in us and helping to get our books into the hands of readers internationally.
To Jessica – It’s always a pleasure working with you as our editor. Thank you for making sure Colby and Billie were ready for the world.
To Elaine – An amazing editor, proofer, formatter, and friend. We so appreciate you!
To Julia – Thank you for being our eagle eye!
To Kylie and Jo at Give Me Books Promotions – Our releases would simply be impossible without your hard work and dedication to helping us promote them.
To Sommer – Thank you for bringing Colby to life on the cover and for creating the perfect backdrop.
To Brooke – Thank you for organizing this release and for taking some of the load off of our endless to-do lists each day.
Last but not least, to our readers – We keep writing because of your hunger for our stories. We are so very excited for our next adventure with Holden and Lala! Thank you as always for your enthusiasm, love and loyalty. We cherish you!
Much love,
Penelope and Vi
OTHER BOOKS BY PENELOPE WARD & VI KEELAND
Well Played
Park Avenue Player
Stuck-Up Suit
Cocky Bastard
Not Pretending Anymore
Happily Letter After
My Favorite Souvenir
Dirty Letters
Hate Notes
Rebel Heir
Rebel Heart
Mister Moneybags
British Bedmate
Playboy Pilot
Other Books from Penelope Ward
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The Assignment
The Aristocrat
The Crush
The Anti-Boyfriend
Just One Year
The Day He Came Back
When August Ends
Love Online
Gentleman Nine
Drunk Dial
Mack Daddy
Stepbrother Dearest
Neighbor Dearest
RoomHate
Sins of Sevin
Jake Undone (Jake #1)
My Skylar (Jake #2)
Jake Understood (Jake #3)
Gemini
Other Books from Vi Keeland
The Boss Project
The Summer Proposal
The Spark
The Invitation
The Rivals
Inappropriate
All Grown Up
We Shouldn’t
The Naked Truth
Sex, Not Love
Beautiful Mistake
Egomaniac
Bossman
The Baller
Left Behind
Beat
Throb
Worth the Fight
Worth the Chance
Worth Forgiving
Belong to You
Made for You
First Thing I See
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BEFORE YOU GO!
Before you go, we invite you to read the first chapter of Park Avenue Player, a blockbuster Amazon #1 Bestselling book!
CHAPTER 1
Elodie
Sometimes, I wished I was ugly. Maybe not giant-wart-on-your-nose, three-of-my-teeth-turned-black-and-those-are-the-only-ones-I-have, scar-running-down-my-cheek, thinning-haired-woman-comb-over ugly—because I do have to look at my own reflection every once in a while—but it would be nice to walk into a room and not get eye-fucked by every shiny-suit-wearing, stockbroker asshole in the bar.
Do I sound bitter? I’m sorry. But downtown stockbroker bars always get to me. Aren’t brokers just used car salesmen in fancier suits? If they’re so great about picking stocks, why aren’t they home counting their thousand dollar bills earned from gold-laden investments, rather than selling advice to others?
I was minimally grateful that tonight’s catch wasn’t a stockbroker.
Speaking of which… My target had just noticed me. It took the leering pig a solid minute to work his way up to my face. At least this cheater looked exactly like the picture we’d been given: tall, fit, inky black hair slicked back, square jaw, imperious nose. Squinty eyes. One look, and I knew I’d walk the other way if this weren’t a job.
My unsuspecting opponent for tonight was an attorney from the Upper West Side—an entertainment lawyer with a penchant for fucking starlets who hadn’t yet learned to look beneath the three-thousand-dollar wool suit and check for a wolf.