She undid her apron and hung it on a peg. It’s Delilah’s birthday tomorrow. Red velvet cupcakes are her favorite. Like the movie, The Wedding Date. It’s a rom-com where this girl hires a guy to pretend he’s her date at her sister’s wedding. I don’t remember much about it, except they had sex on a boat, and it was incredible. She gave a dramatic sigh. But she paid the guy three thousand dollars." I never should have agreed to it. Attending a destination wedding? With your entire family? That implies we’re getting serious. Welcome! I write contemporary romance with a dollop of humor and a pinch of steam, often set in fabulous locations.

I wouldn’t have been able to read this book – or participate in this Blog Tour- without Rachel (of Rachel’s Random Resources) so I just wanted to say thank you to her for organising the tour and for letting me have a spot on it, too. He trailed behind her, stopping at the sight of the freshly baked cupcakes. He reached for one. These look fantastic. No. After being available for Chris whenever he needed her, after cheering him on at all his races, she’d asked him for one thing. Granted, it was a big ask, but he’d given her his word. And by breaking it so casually, he’d shown her exactly how little she meant to him. I mean, one minute you’re happy being single; the next, you’re watching the bride walk down the aisle and wishing you were her. You promised. She hated how whiny she sounded, but he’d agreed six weeks ago. If anything, she’d been pleasantly surprised at how easily he capitulated. After I went with you to the Oakland Triathlon, you said you’d do this for me.This trip means a lot to me, she said. And you promised you’d go. If you can’t be there for me, then I don’t want to be with you anymore. Once they get there they both realize that faking it won’t be hard because they like each other but at the same they both think the other only sees them as a friend. She grabbed a wooden spoon and waved it at him. You need to wait until tomorrow. I still have to frost them. Much like in her first novel, Luna is excellent at building the world around her characters. I’ve never been to the area that it depicts (if it’s even real?) but the descriptions are so detailed and vivid, you feel like – as a reader – you are right there with the characters.

A fake excuse if ever there was one. Sounds dubious. Did you ever consider he might be married? Didn’t you say he never spent the night? She dipped another wonton into the sweet and sour sauce. Exactly. I don’t want to get into the details, but several years ago I invented a fake boyfriend and posted pictures of us online. It blew up in a spectacular fashion, and my sisters have never let me forget it. It has the one bed trope, it has the forced proximity trope, fake dating, friends to lovers, and protective maleWas he making a huge mistake? The last time he attended a wedding, he made a total ass of himself. He still hadn’t fully recovered from the debacle.

She twisted her hands together. I didn’t ask for anything long-term. Just a date for Ollie’s wedding. Six nights together in a cozy cottage on Lake Michigan. Think how much fun we’ll have. I loved the tropes in Red Velvet. We had friends to (fake) lovers, horrible siblings and the inevitable ex-boyfriend turning up when everything is actually going alright. In all her twenty-four years, she’d never contemplated marriage—not to Chris or anyone else. She had yet to experience the powerful, all-consuming pull of attraction that led to a lifelong commitment. Right now, all she wanted was for Chris to make an effort. Some gesture that showed he cared. Too bad there’s a grueling 10K race and a cutthroat trivia night to endure. Not to mention a massive secret to protect. But will the biggest secret of all turn out to be that this fake relationship feels more real than April or Brody ever imagined? He wrinkled his nose. You know how I feel about cat hair on my clothes. And I won’t be long. He sauntered over to the breakfast bar and frowned at the cupcakes. Baking again? Butter and refined sugar are terrible for your waistline.This might’ve been one of the books I read whilst I was sweating on a sun bed last month but, on the face of it, it is a cosy autumn romance through and through.

When April opened the door, her frazzled appearance made his heart ache in sympathy. Wisps of chestnut-brown hair had escaped from her messy bun, her Godzilla t-shirt was dusted with flour, and her large, hazel eyes were red and swollen.

He leaned closer and stroked her cheek. That’s my girl. I’ll make it up to you in the bedroom. With a wink, he headed for the door. Have fun at the wedding, but try not to overindulge. Go easy on the sweets. This is a fun love story with believable and likable characters that maintain your interest and the twists make it fun. Read more The memory still stung, like a cut that refused to heal. Taylor had been his plus-one for Marc’s wedding, but she’d dumped him, via text, two hours before her plane was due to arrive on the island. He’d been so distraught he’d gotten wasted at the rehearsal dinner, made an inappropriate speech, and passed out at the table. Brody is also very likeable, the lovable nerd and the kind of character that makes me annoyed I’ve never had a male friend (especially not one who fancies me, but a girl can dream 😂). Both Brody and April have their problems but, like the first book in the series, there’s no denying that their chemistry is there.