One Week to the Wedding + Giveaway
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Title: ONE WEEK TO THE
WEDDING: An unforgettable story of love, betrayal, and sisterhood
Author: Olivia MilesSeries: Misty Point, #1
On Sale: June 13, 2017
Publisher: Forever
Trade Paperback: $14.99 USD
eBook: $6.99 USD
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Kate Daniels couldn't be
more excited to be planning her best friend's wedding...in theory.
Lately, just thinking
about gowns and centerpieces makes her want to hide under the covers with her
dog and a good book—one that doesn't include a romantic plot, thank you very
much. Maybe it's because her fiancé cheated. Or maybe it's because he cheated
with her younger sister, Charlotte. Or maybe it's because her newfound
reputation as jilted wedding planner isn't exactly doing wonders for her
career.
Charlotte knows she messed
up. Big time. But she also knows something Kate doesn't-something that might
bring them close again, if her sister will ever take her calls. But as time
passes and silence grows, Charlotte begins to realize she can't hide from her
problems forever, and that sometimes the only place to run is home.
With the wedding only a
week away, Kate expects a few surprises. But what she doesn't expect is to find
herself believing...in the strength of family, and the possibility of finding
love again.
In the vein of New York Times bestselling authors Susan
Mallery, Robyn Carr, and Kristan Higgins, comes the first in a new women's
fiction novel from Olivia Miles.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Olivia Miles writes
women's fiction and contemporary romance. A city girl with a fondness for small
town charm, Olivia enjoys highlighting both ways of life in her stories. She
lives just outside Chicago with her husband, young daughter, and two
ridiculously pampered pups.
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THE MISTY POINT SERIES
ONE WEEK TO THE WEDDING,
#1
THE WINTER WEDDING PLAN,
#2
Alec was leaning against the pole
of a street light when Kate approached. Dressed in khaki shorts and a crisp
white t-shirt that accentuated every curve of his thick biceps, Kate’s resolve
since her conversation with Elizabeth had already weakened and she found
herself fighting off the urge to run her hands over that rippled chest--
And that was officially crazy talk.
It had just been too long since
she’d touched a man, that was all. It was a natural reaction that surely anyone
would have to someone of the opposite sex after all this time. Especially one
who looked like Alec.
“Hey!” He flashed her a big grin as
she closed the distance between them.
She brightened at the sight of his
friendly smile, wishing the response wasn’t so automatic. “Hey.”
Alec gestured to the bistro. “It’s
full, but the wait should only be a few minutes.”
“I don’t mind,” Kate said, glancing
at the customers who had filled the stretch of sidewalk tables. It was a
romantic restaurant, one of the best in Misty Point, but she knew better than
to assume this was why Alec had chosen it. He was visiting town, it was close
to his hotel, and from an outsider’s point of view it probably just looked like
a nice place to eat. Besides, he was probably used to picking the finest
options. It was surely nothing more than that.’
And she shouldn’t wish it to be.
Just thinking of how betrayed her friend would
feel to know that Kate was siding with the enemy was enough to make her come up
with an excuse and leave. Going through with this dinner at this cozy little
spot would make her the worst kind of friend there was. She knew too many
people like this already, and she didn’t want to follow in their example.
She stole a glance at him, taking
in the strong width of his back as he casually studied the menu outside the
restaurant, his hands thrust in his pockets, his hair wavy and dark and just
begging for her to tangle her fingers through…Stop it!
She opened her mouth, knowing she
had to say something, but not knowing quite what, when she saw him. Jake. He was coming around the corner,
laughing that laugh, smiling that smile, without a care in the world. He was
rounding the bend, coming in her direction. She watched in frozen horror, not
knowing whether to hide or run. Her mind ran rampant with every worst case
scenario. Was he coming to the restaurant? Would he speak to her? What would
she say?
What was he even doing here? He was
supposed to be gone, long gone.
And then she remembered. The phone
calls. Charlotte. Panicking, she darted her gaze, searching for her sister, not
knowing what she would say if she saw her.
“Alec.” Her voice locked in her
throat, coming out strained and forced.
He turned to face her, his eyes
growing wide at the sight of her. “Are you okay?”
“I need you to do me a favor,” she
whispered urgently. Her heart was pounding as her eyes zipped from Alec to Jake
and back again.
He hadn’t noticed her. Not yet. But
he would. And soon.
Alec rolled his eyes in a joking
way. “Do the best man duties ever end?
What do you need me to do now? Arrange flowers? Frost the cake? Oh…I
know. Kiss the bride?”
“No. Kiss me.” She blinked, shocked
by her own words. It was rash, impulsive, and desperate. She was probably
sending him all the wrong messages. But she didn’t even care.
For once, she wasn’t thinking about
the ripple effect of her actions. Or what she would say in five minutes. All
she could think about was the here and now. And that if she didn’t have time to
run and hide from the people who had publicly humiliated her, the most she
could do was prove to Jake—and Charlotte--that was over it. That they hadn’t
hurt her. That she was just fine.
Alec’s eyes flashed as the smile
vanished from his face, replaced with a look of surprise. “What?”
“Kiss me,” she repeated
breathlessly, her mind racing. She hadn’t even contemplated the thought that he
might turn her down, laugh in her face, storm off. It would make it all
worse--seal her humiliation. “I need you to kiss me. Right now.”
Alec’s expression was frozen and
for a moment Kate was struck with the horrifying thought that he would drag
this out, or turn it into a joke. She didn’t have time for that. But then his
brows lifted and his lips curled into a devilish grin. “If you insist,” he
murmured, reaching down to scoop his arms around her waist in one smooth
effort.
His kiss was anything but shy as he
pressed his lips to hers, pulling her so close to his chest she could feel the
heat of his body through his shirt.
Her knees went a little weak as she let herself go, and for
a moment, she wasn’t even thinking of Jake or Charlotte at all. She wasn’t
thinking of the hurt, the pain, or what would happen next, when they broke
apart. She wasn’t thinking of anything
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