Book Blitz ~ My Big Fat Beach Wedding by Melanie Summers ~ Excerpt || Giveaway
Hi all!
An excited welcome to the Book Blitz for the newest Melanie Summers book: My Big Fat Beach Wedding! I just couldn’t resist signing up for this one when I had the chance, it sounds so much fun!
For today’s post I got an excerpt, a giveaway, and book/author information~
Let’s GO!
The plan was simple: fake the wedding, save her career. Then she met the best man.
Vivian Whitlock’s social media empire is about to crumble. She’s closing in on thirty, and her fans are moving on to their ‘weddings and babies’ era. About to be dropped by her management team, she pretends she and her secret boyfriend are ready to take the plunge.
There’s just one problem: he doesn’t exist.
Enter Dominic James, a charismatic actor working at the idyllic Paradise Bay Resort. He’s got Broadway dreams and the perfect cover story. The two strike a deal—he’ll play her doting fiancé, and she’ll launch him into New York stardom.
But Vivian’s picture-perfect plan takes an unexpected turn when she moves into the beachside bungalow Dominic shares with his brother, Ben—an intense, fiercely-devoted single dad with no time for romance.
Surrounded by swaying palms, ocean breezes, and a precocious five-year-old who steals her heart, Vivian starts to wonder if she’s been chasing the wrong dream all along.
Is she about to lose everything she built—or finally find something that lasts?
My Big Fat Beach Wedding is a STAND-ALONE laugh-out-loud, banter-filled tale of two people who can’t fall in love but do anyway. It’s the perfect heartwarming, feel-good escape from the real world.
WHAT TO EXPECT:
Single Dad who would do anything for his young son
Opposites attract
Living in the Same HouseWorld’s most adorable 5-year-old (with cute red glasses)
Loads of witty banter
A slow burn, plenty of steam, and a hint of spice
Buy this book here: Amazon
About the author:
Melanie Summers also writes steamy romance as MJ Summers.
Melanie made a name for herself with her debut novel, Break in Two, a contemporary romance that cracked the Top 10 Paid on Amazon in both the UK and Canada, and the top 50 Paid in the USA. Her highly acclaimed Full Hearts Series was picked up by both Piatkus Entice (a division of Hachette UK) and HarperCollins Canada. Her first three books have been translated into Czech and Slovak by EuroMedia. Since 2013, she has written and published three novellas, and eight novels (of which seven have been published). She has sold over a quarter of a million books around the globe.
In her previous life (i.e. before having children), Melanie got her Bachelor of Science from the University of Alberta, then went on to work in the soul-sucking customer service industry for a large cellular network provider that shall remain nameless (unless you write her personally – then she’ll dish). On her days off, she took courses and studied to become a Chartered Mediator. That designation landed her a job at the R.C.M.P. as the Alternative Dispute Resolution Coordinator for ‘K’ Division. Having had enough of mediating arguments between gun-toting police officers, she decided it was much safer to have children so she could continue her study of conflict in a weapon-free environment (and one which doesn’t require makeup and/or nylons).
Melanie resides in Edmonton with her husband, three young children, and their adorable but neurotic one-eyed dog. When she’s not writing novels, Melanie loves reading (obviously), snuggling up on the couch with her family for movie night (which would not be complete without lots of popcorn and milkshakes), and long walks in the woods near her house. She also spends a lot more time thinking about doing yoga than actually doing yoga, which is why most of her photos are taken ‘from above’. She also loves shutting down restaurants with her girlfriends. Well, not literally shutting them down, like calling the health inspector or something–more like just staying until they turn the lights off.
She is represented by Suzanne Brandreth of The Cooke Agency International.
Excerpt
“Have you ever used a band saw?”
Vivian shakes her head.
“Would you like to try? I can show you how.”
She nods, and I can tell by her expression she’s not nodding about using the stupid band saw. “I’d love to.”
She spins around to face it and I walk over to my workbench and grab a pair of safety glasses and some gloves for her. When I return, I hand her the gloves. “Here, let me help you,” I murmur, tucking her hair behind her ears and placing the glasses on her. They’re too big for her face, but somehow she still looks gorgeous in them.
We stare at each other and we’re right back where we were two nights ago, all the feelings and desires bubbling to the surface. She turns away from me. “How do we use this?”
I pick the saw up off the work bench and hand it to her. “It’s pretty heavy.”
“Oof, yeah.”
Positioning myself behind her, I put my hands over top of hers. “You don’t have to worry about accidentally starting it up. It’s got a safety trigger. Now, line up the blade with the mark I made on the plank.”
She does as I said.
“Good job. Now, when you start to make the cut, you don’t have to push on it. The weight of the saw will do the work for you. You’re just there to guide it through, nice and straight. You ready?”
She nods, her back pressing against my chest in a way that has me totally distracted. I take a deep breath, only to smell her vanilla shampoo. “Okay, I’m going to turn it on now.”
“I’m ready,” she answers in a breathy tone.
I keep my hands in place on top of hers while she makes the cut, then shut off the machine and lift the saw out of her hands. “See? Easy peasy. Anyone can build things.”
Vivian turns to me, taking off her gloves and the glasses. “Maybe with you as their teacher.”
She reaches up and takes off my glasses, then removes my gloves. I watch, totally mesmerized by her. “Why’d you come out here, Viv?”
“I’d like to bring a little something back from New York for Henry and I wanted to see if you might have some ideas,” she says, taking one step so she’s dangerously close to me.
“Oh, anything at all. He’s not picky.” I swallow hard, then add, “Just make sure you come back because he’ll be devastated if you don’t.”
“I’ll come back,” she says. “I promise.”
“Good.”
She closes her eyes and lifts herself onto her tippy toes so our mouths are perfectly lined up.
Every muscle in my body tenses and pumps with lust while an alarm bell goes off in my head. “What are we doing here?” I whisper, knowing I have to say something to put a stop to what I know is about to happen.
“I don’t know, but I can’t seem to stop myself.”
“I can’t either,” I tell her, lowering my face to hers. “But I think we have to.”
“I know we do,” she whispers, brushing her lips against mine.
