It’s
a pleasure to be a part of the Release Blitz celebration for HER
FAKE ENGAGEMENT by Gigi Garrett today.
◊ HER FAKE ENGAGEMENT
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by Gigi Garrett
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St. Martin’s Paperbacks
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Publication Date: August 29, 2017
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ISBN: 9781250156136; Price: $3.99
No artists, no smokers, no men with beards… Manhattan real estate broker
Lottie Langerman feels confident that if she follows her long list of dating
rules, she’ll meet The One and her life will unfold exactly as planned.
Everything changes when her best friend decides to throw a fake bachelorette
party—just to see what all the fuss is about—and Lottie reluctantly agrees to
play the role of bride-to-be for a night.
Faking an engagement
turns out to be more fun—and trouble—than Lottie could have imagined. Not only
does her dream man think she’s taken, but Lottie keeps running into bearded
Brooklyn jewelry designer Tyler, who breaks every single one of her rules...yet
manages to get under her skin like no one else. Soon, Lottie finds herself at a
crossroads where she must decide: Play it safe—or ditch the rules and follow
her heart?
A HeroesandHeartbreakers.com Original Novella!
HER FAKE
ENGAGEMENT is
available at the following sites: Amazon,
Barnes
and Noble, iBooks,
Kobo, and Google Play.
Now here’s an excerpt for your reading pleasure.
Elsa May holds up two ancient-looking hair
crimpers and explains, “We’re going to pregame and go totally eighties on
everyone’s hair.” Then she hands me another piece of pink paper, labeled
“Lottie’s Dream Man and Dream Wedding.” “You’re going to fill this out. After
all, Rule Two says you need a story and you need to stick to it. People are
going to ask you about the lucky guy and the big day, and we all need to be
consistent with the stories.” She gives me a pen. “Get to work and make up a
guy and a life as fabulous as that ring.”
I lift my hand and stare at my dream rock again.
It’s heavier than I would’ve guessed, but I’ll admit it looks perfect, even
against my neon yellow T-shirt.
“First of all, we’re too old to use words like
‘pregame.’ Second of all, I’m doing this for you, Elsa May,” I say. “And you’re
going to owe me big.”
I drain half of my glass of champagne and sit down
with the questionnaire.
My new plan: go along with this for tonight. The girls will realize how
ludicrous—and not actually fun—this for tonight. The girls will realize how
ludicrous—and not actually fun—this is, and we’ll go back to normal, boring
Friday nights.
I shake my head and start filling out the
worksheet. Mia crimps my hair.
Lottie’s Dream Man:
Let’s call him Daniel
Paddington since this is a preposterous idea and he can have an equally silly
last name. Hell, his nickname can even be Bear.
He’s British, from just
outside of London. Grew up in one of those picture-perfect stone homes.
Very Downton Abbey.
He’s older.
He’s an incredible dresser
and wears only custom suits from Bond Street. (On the weekends, he wears
cashmere sweaters and nice dress pants. He doesn’t even own jeans and if he
did, he would still call them ‘trousers.’)
While he embodies the best
of all British stereotypes (the charming accent, an utter gentleman,
conversationalist), he’s found New York to be his true home.
He works hard and makes
good (okay, let’s say great) money, but also enjoys the arts and sports
although he doesn’t disappear every fall the second that (American) football
starts. In fact, he thinks fantasy football is simply fantastical and not
worthy of his actual time.
He makes me laugh and he’s
my best friend (other than you girls.)
How We Met:
We both got off the 1
train at Christopher Street. When we exited on street level, it was raining.
Pouring. He turned the same way as I did and offered to share his umbrella.
Then he lied and said he was going the same direction as me and walked five blocks
out of his way before it stopped raining. He got my number before he left and
we were engaged six months later.
Dream Wedding:
Colors: Currant and
Gold
Motif: Vineyard
Since my family is small
and his is across the pond, we decided on an intimate, Tuscan-vineyard wedding.
I’m going to wear Vera Wang and he’s going to wear a dark gray suit. The
bridesmaids will wear currant and there will be a harpist playing throughout
the ceremony. We will dance to “At Last.” Everyone will ask if we took lessons,
but we hadn’t. We just work well together.
The dinner will go on
forever, course after course. The cake will be lemon. We’ll exit to friends
popping bottles of champagne. We will honeymoon on the Amalfi Coast.
I hand Elsa May the paper. “Here you go,” I say,
rolling my eyes even though I did surprise myself with how into it I got.
“CliffsNotes: handsome Brit and I are getting married soon in Italy. Very
George Clooney and Amal.”
Since childhood, Gigi Garrett has loved playing with and rearranging the 26 letters
of the alphabet. When she's not imagining and writing fictional lives, she's
probably chasing her kids around or thinking about pizza.
She lives near the beach and believes the ocean
fixes almost everything. She loves to hear from readers!
For more on Gigi, connect with her on Facebook.
Thanks
for stopping by today. Does faking an engagement sound like fun or trouble to
you?
