Sometimes âI doâ is just the beginningâ¦
Ellie Winston is adopting her late friendâs baby⦠But she hits a husband-sized hump: to adopt Jiao, Ellie has to be married! Where can a commitment-phobic female find a husband in a day? Then cutthroat billionaire Finn McKenna comes to Ellie with a business proposition, only he isnât prepared for Ellieâs merger-with-a-twistâ¦marriage!
Finn never lets anyone close, even someone as feisty and intriguing as Ellie. But saying âI do,â even when you donât really, has a way of making even the most stubborn people wake up and realize what theyâve been missingâ¦.
The McKenna Brothers
Three billionaire brothers. Three guarded hearts. Three fabulous stories.
Meet the gorgeous McKenna Brothersâ¦
In this brand-new trilogy from the wonderfully witty, New York Times bestselling author Shirley Jump.
Rich, handsome and successful, theyâre the most eligible bachelors in Boston!
Find out what happens when the oldest brother, Finn, finds himself propositioned by the intriguing, feisty Ellie Winston in
One Day to Find a Husband
July 2012
Discover whether straight-talking Stace Kettering can tame notorious playboy Riley in
How the Playboy Got Serious
August 2012
Returning hero Brody is back home and has a secretâ¦but can he confide in Kate Spencer?
Find out in
Return of the Last McKenna
September 2012
Dear Reader,
Writing this book was such fun, because I love Boston (I grew up in the suburbs outside the city) and I love animals. Weâve been the proud owners of a couple of animal shelter dogs, as well as one stray starving cat that found its way to our porch. Our late Golden Retriever Heidi (who was the best darned dog in the world) is the basis for the Heidi in this book (as well as the basis for the lovable but mischievous Mortise and Tenon in How to Lasso a Cowboy). She truly was an amazing dog who has stayed in our hearts long after the day her own heart gave out.
This book introduces the McKenna brothers, starting with the oldest, Finn. I love writing connected books, because itâs so much fun to continue a story from one book to the next. You, dear reader, often have a direct impact on that. Iâll get a letter or email saying you loved this secondary character, or that one, and want to read more about them. To me, itâs like visiting my hometown every time I return to a particular town or family of characters. I guess Iâm a bit of a nostalgic person that wayâI hold on to old mementos and treasured memories, and love to return home to see friends from way back when.
I love to hear from readers, too, so please write to me through my website (www.shirleyjump.com) or visit my blog (www.shirleyjump.blogspot.com) where I post family favorite recipes and writing advice. And if you have a special pet in your life, share your story, and Iâll be sure to include it on my website!
Happy reading,
Shirley
New York Times bestselling author Shirley Jump didnât have the will-power to diet, nor the talent to master under-eye concealer, so she bowed out of a career in television and opted instead for a career where she could be paid to eat at her deskâwriting. At first, seeking revenge on her children for their grocery store tantrums, she sold embarrassing essays about them to anthologies. However, it wasnât enough to feed her growing addiction to writing funny. So she turned to the world of romance novels, where messes are (usually) cleaned up before The End. In the worlds Shirley gets to create and control, the children listen to their parents, the husbands always remember holidays, and the housework is magically done by elves. Though sheâs thrilled to see her books in stores around the world, Shirley mostly writes because it gives her an excuse to avoid cleaning the toilets and helps feed her shoe habit.
To learn more, visit her website at www.shirleyjump.com.
To my husband, who truly is my hero every day of my life.
Thank you for blessing me with your love, and with our amazing children.
CHAPTER ONE
FINN MCKENNA wanted one thing.
And she was standing fifteen feet away, completely unaware of what he was about to do and definitely not expecting the question he wanted to ask her. He watched the womanâtall, blonde, leggy, the kind any man in his right mind could imagine taking to dinner, twirling around a dance floor, holding close at the end of the nightâand hoped like hell his plan worked.
If he was his grandfather, heâd have been toting the McKenna four-leaf clover in his pocket, knocking three times on the banister and whispering a prayer to the Lord above. Finn McKennaâs ancestors were nothing if not superstitious. Finn, on the other hand, believed in the kind of luck fostered by good research and hard work. Not the kind brought about by leprechauns and rainbows.