Jenna Hull owns and manages vacation rentals in her hometown of Cunningham Falls, Montana. She’s just completed the construction of her most exhausting project, the one she’s put her heart and soul into. The inviting, opulent Snow Wolf Cottages are the first ski in/ski out tree houses in the world.
Her biggest dream is about to come true, and she can’t let anything distract her.

Christian Wolfe is Hollywood’s it actor. If the magazines are to be believed, he’s the sexiest man on earth. He’s preparing for the biggest movie role of his life, and his agent has booked him in a hot new ski lodge in Montana, tucked away from crazy fans. He can’t wait for the break.

But what Christian isn’t prepared for is Jenna. With a face that could easily co-star with him in a movie and her ambition to put her stamp on Cunningham Falls, he can’t stay away. But even more intriguing than her beauty is the fact that she’s not at all impressed with his celebrity status, only turned on by the man behind the fame.

The love they’ve found is perfect—but time is running out before real life intrudes. Can they survive with both their dreams—and hearts—intact?

Series:

Big Sky

Book 2

Can be read as a standalone

Book Type:

Contemporary Romance

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Exclusive Excerpt: Kissing Jenna
By Kristen Proby

Kristen Proby takes us back to small-town Montana with a sexy, standalone romance between local business owner Jenna Hull and Hollywood golden boy Christian Wolfe. The two meet when Christian’s agent books him in the newest Montana ski lodge—Jenna’s most beloved project. But even as things heat up between them, real life threatens to shatter what’s only just begun.

I’m so thrilled to share an exclusive sneak peek at KISSING JENNA, which is out July 10th.

I’ve just stepped out and am drying off when I hear the doorbell ring.

“Fuck.”

It’s either a fan who followed me here or Jenna.

It better be Jenna.

I sling a towel around my waist and walk down the stairs to the door, look through the peephole, and smile when I see Jenna’s sweet face staring back at me.

Cross-eyed.

I open the door and watch her jaw drop as her gaze automatically travels from my feet to my eyes. She swallows hard, then takes a sip out of the coffee mug in her hand.

I wish I was Felicia. She’s always going somewhere.

I smirk at the funny mug and step back, ushering her in so I can shut the door and cut off the cold air.

“Sorry for interrupting,” she says as she follows me to the kitchen. “I was about to go to town and thought I’d see if you were around and wanted to join me.”

“What’s up?”

“Well, you can’t just be a hermit up here, no matter how pretty it is.” She sits on a stool and sets her mug on the countertop. “I have a couple of errands to run, and I thought we could get a coffee at Drips & Sips. It’s better than Starbucks.”

“That’s a bold claim,” I reply and soak her in. She’s fucking beautiful, and I’ve seen my fair share of gorgeous women. Touched them. Kissed them.

Made it look like I was fucking them.

Hell, I did fuck some of them.

But I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anyone quite like Jenna. Maybe it’s the gorgeous face, sexy figure, and long, blond hair mixed with the confidence. That doesn’t happen often.

“Why didn’t you tell your friend that I’m here?” I ask and watch her frown.

“Because that would be an invasion of privacy.”

“So?”

Her brows climb into her hairline, and then she sips her coffee, watching me. “Well, I’m not a jerk. I can’t just advertise who’s staying at my place. That’s not cool. Also, it’s not my business to tell my friends that you’re here.”

“I met Jacob today,” I inform her and lean on the counter. “He told me you’re a good friend of his wife.”

“Grace and I are good friends, yes,” she says with a nod. “And I know that she’s a fan of yours.”

“But you didn’t call her.”

“Christian.” She takes a deep breath. “Like I said, it’s not my place. If you told me it was okay, I would probably tell her, but I wouldn’t volunteer the information.

“My brother is Max Hull. You may not know him—”

“The software genius?”

She nods.

“The one who sold his company to Google for like fifteen billion dollars?”

“I think it was just one billion,” she says with a laugh. “But, yeah, that’s the one. He isn’t famous in the same way you are, but he has his challenges with it, too. And I am fiercely protective of him. I protect all of my clients in the same way. You’re my client. And maybe my friend, but we’ll see.”

“I like you,” I admit and then narrow my eyes. “Trust isn’t easy.”

“Not for most of us,” she says with a shrug. “So, you don’t have to join me today. You can tell me to go mind my own business, and you won’t see me again until it’s time to check out of here.”

“I like you,” I repeat, surprised to find that it’s completely true. What I don’t say is that I’m so fucking attracted to her, it may not be a good idea to hang out together because I want to bend her over this counter, and I’m only here for a month.

But along with that, I enjoy her company. Her quick wit.

And she’s not an asshole.

“Let me get dressed, and I’ll go with you.”

“Yeah, don’t wear the towel,” she says, rubbing her chin as if she’s thinking it over. “Famous or not, you’d draw a lot of attention, and I forgot to take a security class to keep the women off of you.”

I smirk and shake my head, walking to the stairs.

“You’re a smartass, Jenna.”

“You’re welcome.”