Thursday, June 19, 2014

Insipid by Christine Brae: Blog Tour Excerpt & Giveaway


Blurb:

Banal. Lifeless and Colorless. These are the words that describe my life. I’ve made the right choices, done all the right things. I’m strong, intelligent and highly successful.

I’ve lived scrupulously, loved greatly, and shared my blessings equitably.

But life hasn’t been fair with me.

Now I’m drowning in the middle of the ocean, desperately searching for the shore, surrendering to the fact that I will never be happy.

Then he came along.

Life is unpredictable. You can play it safe and resist change for fear of the unknown. Or you can close your eyes and take the leap with the knowledge that your life will change forever.

Which one will I choose?

My name is Jade Richmond and this is my story.





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author picAbout the Author:

Christine Brae is a full time career woman who thought she could write a book about her life and then run away as far as possible from it. She never imagined that her words would touch the hearts of so many women with the same story to tell. Insipid, her third book, is due to be released in June of 2014.

When not listening to the voices in her head or spending late nights at the office, Christine can be seen shopping for shoes and purses, running a half marathon or spending time with her husband and three children in Chicago.

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Excerpt:

“You're timeless. Ravishing,” he whispers as he brushes his nose against mine.

“You look great too,” I say, meaning it more than anything I've said so far. He’s still as gorgeous as ever. I suddenly feel inadequate, small and insignificant next to someone like him.

He laces his fingers in mine and leads me through a labyrinth of booths full of people as he searches for an empty space.

“I thought we were going to go somewhere else?” I ask nervously.

“I can't wait to sit next to you and catch up. Don't worry, it's dark. No one will see us. And to be honest with you, it's too fucking cold to walk outside,” he rebuts confidently, pulling me to sit at the last booth by the corner.

The view of the city from this rooftop is mesmerizing. He hunkers down next to me and we both shed our coats. He immediately holds me by the waist and pulls me closer to him.

“Hi,” he murmurs, skimming his nose against my neck. I close my eyes and take the time to feel his lips against my skin. “Take this off, it's in the way,” he commands as he tugs on my scarf.

“No. I'm freezing. And Luke, there are people from work here!” I stiffen up and pull away slightly.

He gives me a bothered look. “Let's order some wine. That might relax you a bit.” He motions for the server to approach us.

She's blonde and young and perky. She hands him the wine list and he takes forever to look it over.

“Their wine is shit here,” he grumbles. “They're cheap.”

“Just pick one, Luke. It doesn't make a difference to me. Let's order some appetizers too. I'm starving,” I say, a bit impatient about the way he’s taking the menu so seriously.

He hands it back to the server immediately. “Your Spanish wines are limited. Please just bring us the best bottle of Rioja that you have and one of each of the dishes on the list of the small hot plates.” He turns away from her dismissively and snatches my hand.

Our server doesn't leave. She continues to stand at the same spot, gaping at him. “Oh! Are you Spanish? I love that accent of yours! It sounds so sexy.”

He completely ignores her and strikes up a conversation with me until she walks away. I don't even have time to roll my eyes at him before she’s back. And this time she brings a friend with her.

“My friend here speaks Spanish,” she says in her high-pitched cutesy voice. “She can translate for you if you need her to.” Her friend nods in agreement and giggles at the same time.

“As you can see, I speak perfect English,” he responds tersely. “And we're kind of in a hurry, so can you please just get us our order? You're both making my girlfriend here feel very uncomfortable. She's about to fly at both of you and scratch your eyes out.”



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