Friday, November 20, 2015

I Do (If Only.... #3) by A.J. Pine: Blog Tour Excerpt & Giveaway


Blurb:

A new adult romance from Entangled's Embrace imprint...

Sometimes you have to trust your heart to find out what home really means.

Duncan McAllister is marrying Elaina Tripoli tomorrow. Except--he's missing. Jordan, Noah, Griffin, Maggie, and Miles arrive in Greece for the festivities to find frantic messages from both the bride and groom. Noah and Griffin set off to find Duncan while Jordan, Maggie, and Miles try to salvage what should be a day of celebration before the wedding.

But the Americans have their own baggage. Noah's got a surprise planned for Jordan that has to go perfectly. Griffin's keeping life-changing news from Maggie. And Miles--well, he wasn't looking for love on this trip until a Greek sous chef named Alex rocks his world.

The race is on for Duncan to make it back to Elaina before she decides not to take him back at all. For Noah to make sure his monumental plan goes off without a hitch. For Griffin to tell Maggie the truth without losing her. For Miles to admit that letting himself fall in love is worth the risk.

Happily Ever After waits at the finish line…if the four couples can make it on time.


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About the Author:

AJ Pine writes stories to break readers’ hearts, but don’t worry—she’ll mend them with a happily ever after. As an English teacher and a librarian, AJ has always surrounded herself with books. All her favorites have one big commonality–romance. Naturally, her books have the same. When she’s not writing, she’s of course reading. Then there’s online shopping (everything from groceries to shoes) and, of course, a tiny bit of TV where she nourishes her undying love of vampires and superheroes. And in the midst of all of this, you’ll also find her hanging with her family in the Chicago burbs.

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Excerpt:

Miles was—staring. Except Miles Parker didn’t stare. He was the object of other people’s gawks and ogles, men and women alike. It’s not like he was an asshole about his looks, but he never put on the bullshit of false modesty. He was hot. He knew it. And he liked the effect it had on others.

“How did you know I spoke English?” Miles asked, finding his voice.

Those lips turned up into a sinful grin, and Miles followed the corners of the man’s mouth to the apples of his

cheeks and the crinkle of his cinnamon-colored eyes. Again with the staring.

“I was watching you speak to those American girls who walked by just before. The one with the red hair—she is your girlfriend?”

Miles grinned at the thought of being watched. Then he chuckled at the question. He was, technically, Maggie’s plus one for the wedding. He loved her more than anyone else he knew. And yet, the answer was an emphatic no.

The stranger’s thick, dark brows furrowed, and for a second Miles let his gaze drift to the passengers coming up the aisle. He nodded as Griffin and Noah passed them by, confirming his suspicions.

Still laughing, Miles said, “The lighter-haired one, that is the boyfriend.”

His new seatmate narrowed his eyes. “Then can I admit something?” he asked, and Miles crossed his arms over his chest.

“Sure. I like admissions.”

Mystery Man scrubbed a hand across the dark stubble on his jaw.

“I noticed you at the gate at JFK.”

Miles sighed. “My apologies, then.”

“For what?”

“For being too wrapped up in the first pity party I’d thrown myself in a long time to notice you. Because I do now, and let me tell you…you’re hard not to notice.”

He held out his hand toward Miles and started, “I’m—”

But Miles shook his head. “No names,” he said. “What would be the point?”

The guy shrugged and laughed. “I guess there isn’t one.” He turned then to face the passenger in front of him, reclining his seat and resting his hands behind his head as if he were lounging at the beach.

Miles followed suit.

Shit.

There was a beautiful, way-too-charming man sitting next to him, and Miles just gave him the polite fuck off.

When did he ever shy away from flirting? This was the fun part. But something about this guy set off an internal alarm, one Miles couldn’t recognize or define.

“You know,” Mystery Man said, still staring at the cabin’s ceiling, “we don’t need to share names to make a good time of the rest of the flight.”

Miles agreed to himself that this was a good point. He should explore it further.

“What did you have in mind?” he asked.

“Another admission,” the man said. “When I saw you at JFK, I wondered what it would be like to kiss you.” He leaned closer, enough so that Miles could feel his breath on his own lips. “Do you wonder what it would be like to kiss me?”

Well, he sure as hell was wondering that now.

5 comments:

  1. I'd love to go to Italy! But, I have no plans on ever getting married -- I don't really believe in it.

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  2. I'd want to go to Hawaii for a destination wedding with my dearest friends.

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  3. The South Pacific Islands or Caribbean Islands or Australia

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