Spotlight & Giveaway: The Marriage Narrative by Claire Kann

Today, HJ is pleased to share with you Claire Kann’s new release: The Marriage Narrative

A love just for show grows into something more in this swoonworthy romance from the author of The Romantic Agenda.

Zinnia is an ambitious, successful businesswoman who is not about to wait around for her One True Love. She turns her dating profile into a marriage-merger proposal: a few strategic meetings, move in together, get married—all within thirty days. Her friends think it will never work… until she meets Jordan, a near-perfect applicant with a big secret.

Jordan’s family has spent the last decade starring in a massively popular reality show about their lives. He has finally agreed to join the cast, but production wants him to marry an actress (his ex) in a romantic storyline to boost viewership.

Convinced Zinnia is perfect for the role instead, Jordan proposes a mutually beneficial marriage agreement: she gets her business partner husband, and he gets to help his family on his terms. Together they face strict schedules, wild plot twists, and behind-the-scenes hostilities, all while acting like besotted newlyweds—an intense performance that evolves into a relationship they never expected.

As the line between reality and show blurs, Zinnia and Jordan must choose between a clean contract or a beautifully messy love story.

Enjoy an exclusive excerpt from The Marriage Narrative 

“MAYBE I SHOULD do the screening for you.” Grace glanced through the rearview mirror at Zinnia, who was sitting in the back seat of the car. “You can’t give everyone a chance. Have some standards, damn.”
“He met all the requirements! It’s not my fault he knew how to hide his shitty personality.”
“He wasn’t hiding it. You’re too naive.”
“But you’re also kind.” Fiona, in the passenger seat, turned to the side to face them both. “And openhearted. You always try to see the best in people.”
“Even when it ain’t there,” Grace complained. “And you need dating lessons. It’s too obvious that you don’t know what the hell you’re doing.”
“They’re meetings. And I know enough.”
Zinnia worked mornings at a call center for the health insurance and steady paycheck because they’d mutually agreed to in- vest seventy-five percent of their business revenue back into ZnO2. Her coworkers there never failed to give her all the juicy details of their dating lives. She loved hearing their stories, minus the part where they warned her to “stay single forever” because “dating apps are basically a gateway straight to a torture dimension” and she didn’t “want these problems.”
They meant well.
“You don’t, but we’ll work on it.” Grace sighed, hands notice- ably tightening on the wheel. “I can’t believe he had the audacity to call it a ‘little shop.’ The way I almost flew across the room to smack him upside the head for insulting us like that.”
“Right?” Fiona agreed. “I almost threw my pepper shaker at him.”
Zinnia laughed. Fi wouldn’t even kill flies. She once spent an hour trying to trap one to get it back outside.

They’d named their business ZnO2, but the shop itself was called Find Your Zin. Grace handled all the various operations like recordkeeping, contracts, and finances. Fiona was in charge of social media, publicity, and marketing since that was what she did professionally anyway. And Zinnia designed all the products, managed the inventory, and fulfilled orders. They’d started off simple with a modest selection of stationery supplies, stickers, key chains, art prints, and calendar spreads.
Find Your Zin had always made enough to break even, but Zinnia’s third collection, the Zin Zodiac, had unexpectedly gone viral. Since then, they’d cultivated a steady customer base and seen enough of a profit margin to expand into selling some of her dream items—blankets, hoodies, and plushies.
“It was just Sam, though, right?” Zinnia asked, suddenly curious. “I wasn’t a bad . . . ‘not-a-date’ partner? Potential business spouse?”
Grace and Fiona exchanged a look—this time the kind that said they’d definitely been talking about her in their private chat she wasn’t supposed to know about.
“Honestly? I say this with all the love in my heart—you were. But it’s okay because you didn’t even like him.” Fiona supportively squeezed Zinnia’s knee. “I’ll help with screening too and teach you how to investigate if you’re possibly being set up. I almost had an anxiety attack when he’d said ‘couples content.’ The last thing we need is someone making a dating storytime about your meeting.” Zinnia nodded, absently fidgeting with her lucky bracelets.
Her mom had finally handed over the family heirlooms that began their life as costume jewelry but had somehow survived several decades. From her great-grandma down to her, the women in her family had all worn the multicolored bangles on a day some- thing important happened.
She’d worn them for nothing.

Her first meeting had truly pushed her optimism to the brink. What if this was the start of an awful pattern? Meeting after dis- appointing meeting because what she wanted was just too different for people to accept. Was she asking for too much?
Some lessons might be a good idea after all. If she made better choices, then maybe she wouldn’t feel so . . . defeated when it didn’t work out.
“Hey, why don’t we go to that dinner-and-a-movie theater that just opened,” Fiona suggested. “There’s probably something worth watching that’ll make up for today.”
“Nothing scary,” Grace said. “I’m not sleeping with all the lights on in the house for a week again.”
Fiona loved watching horror movies, but her imagination ran away from her faster than a scream queen from the killer. “Fine,” she agreed with a pout. “How about an action rom-com? That new rival archaeologist treasure hunting one has seats available.”
“I’m not in a movie mood,” Zinnia said.
“Since when?” Grace asked skeptically. “You’re always in a movie mood.”
That was true. But she thought it might be nice to give them some surprise alone time. She’d been trying to do that more often lately. Just in case one of them, most likely Fiona the Hopeless Romantic, made a move and they wanted to keep things a secret for a while. They deserved the space to not sneak around.
They’d tell her when they were ready, and she’d welcome the news with a thoroughly overdramatic “FINALLY! DAMN!” to congratulate them.
“I put off processing orders to get ready for today—you know how I get when orders go out late. Just drop me off on the way there. You two have a good time.” She smiled at Grace through the rearview mirror and added, “Buy me some popcorn, please. Extra butter.”

Excerpt. ©Claire Kann. Posted by arrangement with the publisher. All rights reserved.
 
 

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Meet the Author:

Claire Kann is the author of several novels and an award-winning online storyteller. Her favorite stories are the kind about everyday life with just a touch of magic hidden in the details. She lives and writes in dreamy California.

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