Title: Tell Them Lies
Author: Karla Sorensen
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 8, 2015
Synopsis
Liz Peters hasn’t exactly gotten
the happily-ever-after she’s read about in her Jane Austen books. ‘Always a
bridesmaid’ is more fitting to the way life has been passing this good girl by.
About to go postal from loneliness, she meets a man who doesn’t seem to fit any
of her requirements for a book-worthy hero.
Kieran Carter would do just about
anything to put a smile on his terminally ill mother’s face. When he meets a
woman in the ice cream aisle at the grocery store, Kieran finally has
opportunity to do just that. If he needs to lie in order to give his mom a
little hope? Not a freakin problem.
It all seems so neat and tidy. An
arrangement is struck that benefits them both, but when lines get blurry and
the guilt of lying to everyone they love becomes too much, neither Liz or
Kieran can tell what’s real and what’s for show. And somewhere in the middle is
the last person they ever expected to fall in love with.
Excerpt
"Besides," she
continued, completely oblivious to him doing a running checklist of how much he
sucked, "it's not like you're busy with a girl, are you?"
Good Lord. He wanted to dig that
spoon into his eye so that he didn't need to see that hopeful, searching look
in her eye. For years, she'd been dropping hints about grandchildren for shits
sake. He hadn't even had a girlfriend, not a real one, for five years. Just,
you know, scratching the itch when necessary. And here she was, slowly
withering away in front of him, wanting something, anything for him so badly.
"I am," he said
before he could think twice about it.
"Really?" Oh God,
forgive him. She looked so happy.
"Uh huh. I, uh, didn't
want to say anything until I knew she was on the same page as me."
And yeah, Blondie from the
grocery store had not been on the same page as him. Not the same page, or the
same book. Probably not the same bookstore even. And as soon as he'd blurted
out those two words that would condemn him to lying to his dear, beloved, sick
with cancer mother, it was her face that he saw. Those pale blue eyes that had
damn near stabbed into his brain.
"Oh, honey. Where you
did you two meet?"
The eyes that had been
clouded with exhaustion about five minutes earlier were bright. Fricken'
sparkling. Like diamonds or sapphires or some shit.
"The grocery store. She,
uhh, she was standing in front of the ice cream, kinda spaced out, you know?
And we just got to talking."
Lie. Lie, lie, liar, liar,
pants on fire. He was going to hell. For sure. He just bought his VIP ticket.
"What's she like?"
It would have been manly to
keep a stoic face and list some random generic traits. But instead, he smiled
like a dumbass and just started rambling.
"Beautiful. Like,
angel-level beautiful. I wasn't even sure she was real when I first saw her
standing there. But she's, uhh, she's smart. It was obvious right away. And she
gave me shit within like five minutes of meeting her. Which made me act like an
ever bigger ass than I normally would."
She chuckled. She chuckled
and Kieran felt his heart damn near skip. It was one of the best sounds he'd
heard in a while.
About The Author
Well, let's see. I'm a wife and a
mother. I'm a writer who wants to make people smile when they read my words. I
own a dog that sheds roughly eighteen pounds of hair every day. I am obsessed
with Outlander (both the books and the show). I'm almost exclusively a romance
reader, which means I will never truly be considered a literary snob. I
think that if I could meet one historical figure, it would probably be Jane
Austen. I majored in Public Relations and worked in health care marketing
before I had my babies. And I hate twitter. I do it, but I hate it.
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