New Release (Excerpt Included) and Free Book

New Release and Free Book

My new release The Mistaken Escort’s Pleasure, the 2nd and final book in my Liaison Series, will be available on Tuesday, September 27th, 2016.  To celebrate, the first in the series, Her Perfect Match, will be available for free from Monday, September 26th through Friday, September 30th on Amazon.


Her Perfect Match


Gabriel Kane lived by one hard and fast rule.
Never mix business with pleasure.
But the moment Rebecca Cole walked back into his life with only business on her mind, he finds himself forgetting about the rules. Now, he’s determined to go after what he’s always wanted. Her.

The force of her attraction to Gabriel had been immediate and unwavering from the moment he walked into her life. Because of her feelings and knowing that Gabriel wasn’t the type of man to settle for one woman, she kept her distance from the gorgeous and sexy man over the years. But now business had drawn them back together, and she can’t help but wonder if she could work with him and still keep her heart intact.




Lucian Cole was the exact copy of a successful businessman. From his custom-tailored suits to his dedication to his tech company, he lived for work. But lately, a restlessness had come over him, and it had been driving him to find someone to share his life with.

Easier said than done.

The women he dated were more interested in his money and his position in life than getting to know him, and he started to think that he would never find the right woman. Seeing his sister’s happiness with his best friend had given him hope that something might change, but after years of choosing work over dating, he might had to admit to himself that he missed the one woman he was meant to be with.

Ellie Roth loved color, art, and design, and it permeated every part of her life. She had settled into her career over the years, finding that she managed projects more than she designed, and each day she found that she missed letting her creative side shine through. Although her life hadn’t gone exactly the way she planned, she’s stunned when she receives a wedding invitation from her ex-boyfriend and her old roommate. And now she needs a date, the sooner the better.

At her friend Nina’s suggestion, Ellie made an appointment with Rebecca Kane at Liaison to ask for the slim chance that one of her escorts could pretend to be her boyfriend. What she hadn’t counted on was meeting Lucian Cole and her instant attraction to the man. But with his expensive suit, his perfectly combed hair, and his gorgeous face, she knew that he wasn’t meant for her.

After presenting her request to Rebecca, Lucian quickly offers to pose as her boyfriend. Pushing aside her attraction, she knew that nothing could come from her interest to Lucian and scoffed at the idea. They were complete opposites. But the more she refused, the more he charmed his way into her life, until she found herself agreeing to the preposterous plan.



Excerpt from Chapter One

Copyright © 2016 Valerie Ullmer

“How did I let her talk me into this?”  Ellie Roth mumbled to herself.

As she sat in the office of Liaison, one of the highest rated escort services in New York that her friend Nina had recommended, she felt the butterflies that she managed to tamp down before her appointment flutter back to life.  Her body reacted in a way that brought heat to her cheeks when she surveyed the color scheme in the office and implanted images that were best left in the privacy of her own home.  She loved color in all forms, but the deep reds painted on the wall made her think of shirtless men, their skin glistening with a sheen of sweat, which led to thinking about sex, and she absently wondered whether the heavy oak desk would be sturdy enough for two people.

She shook her head to dispel where her thoughts led her and blew out a breath to shake off her embarrassment.  When that didn’t help calm her nerves, she brought out her sketch book from her messenger bag and opened to a fresh white page.  Her hand instinctively moved over the page as her eyes darted around the room, drawn to several pictures of the same couple scattered around the office.  Her focus moved from one picture to another, trying to get the right angle in her sketch, and before long, her nervous energy fled and she transferred it into her creation.

She felt a twinge of envy as she glanced at all of the pictures, and for the first time in her twenty-five years, she yearned for something more than a career and her art.

She had one single goal when she lived with her parents.  Getting out.

Her parents were in their late forties when they had her, a very big surprise for two selfish people who had no clue how to raise a baby.  She learned early on that she had to depend on herself if she wanted anything in life, so at the age of sixteen, she graduated from high school and enrolled in college for the summer semester.  She made the decision to take the maximum amount of credits she could handle each semester, and within three years, she had a bachelors in graphic design and information technology.  At the age of twenty, she was hired to be one of the artists at Jones, Booth and Company, a large advertising agency in New York, and worked her way up to lead designer in a matter of five years.

She loved her job and the responsibilities that came along with it, but she felt a restlessness that she didn’t want to examine.  Her dating history was abysmal, with one relationship that had failed almost as soon as it began.  She didn’t have enough time to find someone who she could get to know and possibly fall in love with, so here she was at an escort service to find a date.  It was the one respectable escort service she could find, where you could hire men as dates to social functions and not for sexual encounters, which made her feel a little better about making the appointment.  But not by much.

She knew that she would never ask a stranger to sleep with her, no matter how handsome he was, but the thought planted itself in her head and wouldn’t let go.  A once-in-a-lifetime encounter that neither of them would regret.  Nina had told her that some of the escorts slept with clients, but after they’d completed their date with the client, and both parties were discreet about their time together.  Her friend had told her that whatever happened between the escort and client, stayed between the two of them.  She wondered whether she was brave enough to ask her date to sleep with her, but shook her head.  She wouldn’t, would she?

She banished the sinful thoughts from her head and darkened some of the lines on the sketch, humming absently to herself.  She jumped when the door slammed open, and she couldn’t help but glance at who caused the commotion.

She watched as the woman, the one from the pictures surrounding the office, and a man she didn’t recognize, rush into the office.  The woman walked behind the desk, putting distance between her and the angry man.

“You’re being ridiculous,” a deep voice growled.

That voice sent a shiver down her spine, and the heat that simmered from the inappropriate thoughts she had since entering the office burst into flames and licked her body.

Holy crap.  His voice alone could send her over the edge.

She dropped her eyes and tried to concentrate on the lines her hand drew absently, but her eyes kept going back to the man’s large form.

She’d been in New York for five years, but she had never seen a man as impressive and handsome as the man who stood a few feet from her.  He was well past six feet tall, imposing with a wide set of shoulders, a muscular chest, and a defined stomach that was emphasized by the white dress shirt he wore.  His dark hair was mussed, as if he ran his hand through it several times, but instead of messy, it looked spectacular on him.  She ran her eyes over his body and back up to his face and squinted to see what color his eyes were.  But he was busy glaring at the woman behind the desk.

“You need to take it easy.  You can’t be working sixty hours a week anymore.  Think of your health,” he growled.

Ellie couldn’t help but examine the woman in front of her, but to her, the woman looked healthy.  To be honest, she looked as though she glowed.  The woman smiled indulgently at the man who let out a low growl at her lack of response.

“I am, but…”  She stopped when she glanced at Ellie, who’d tried to remain invisible and failed.

The man glanced up when the woman stopped talking, a split second before his head swiveled in her direction as he followed the woman’s gaze.

She stopped breathing as his eyes traveled down her body and back up, as if they were alone in the room.  His eyes zeroed in on her braid, hanging over her left breast.  She’d had purple highlights blended into her natural brown hair, and as he stared at her hair, she wondered whether he was too straitlaced to appreciate the little splash of color.

At that moment, he caught her gaze, and she couldn’t bring herself to look away.  It wasn’t until someone cleared their throat that she blinked, breaking the connection between them.



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