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.
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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.
