Hold Me Today by Maria Luis EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author Name: Maria Luis
- Book Genre: Adult, Adult Fiction, Contemporary, Contemporary Romance, Erotica, Fiction, Humor, New Adult, Romance
- ISBN # 9781793215062
- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: 2019-1-17
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- PDF / EPUB File Size: 2.2 MB
On a beach somewhere in Bali
Breaking hearts isn’t in my DNA.
Call me a pussy, a romantic, a believer in the unicorn of all emotions—
true love—but I want the real deal. I crave what my parents have shared for
thirty-something years; what my younger sister Effie has with her wife; what I
almost had six years ago before my ex-fiancée dumped me at the altar with a
half-hiccupped, “I’m in love with someone else.”
That someone else turned out to be her I-wear-pocket-protectors-like-adouchebag boss, the bastard.
So, yeah, I’m talking about the white-picket-fence, make-love-evenwhen-you-haven’t-showered happily-ever-after. The kind that sinks into your
bones and accelerates your heart rate and turns your hands into a clammy
My hands aren’t clammy now. They’re ice cold despite the balmy weather
and the fact that I’m wearing a Hawaiian T-shirt the color of puke and a pair
of too-tight board shorts that hug my crotch the same incessant way my
grandmother anxiously squeezes her stress-relief balls.
“Women will love that bulge,” the wardrobe crew assured me with a pat
on the shoulder.
The women might, but there’s a good chance my ability to reproduce will
The Greek curse for “fuck” flies off my tongue, as it has since my teenage
years when my Greek mother warned me and Effie against using English
profanity in public. I’ve never been more grateful for speaking two languages
than when I showed up on set for Put A Ring On It, a reality show that might
as well be the budget-cut edition of the infamous The Bachelor franchise.
See: the Hawaiian T-shirt and board-shorts bit.
I shift my hips and pray for relief.
The small, velvet box burns in the front pocket of my shorts as I face
down the production crew. Louder, in perfectly clear English, I grind out, “I
can’t do this.”
“Buck up, Stamos,” rumbles Joe, the show’s director. He side-eyes me
like I’m a caged animal clawing for escape, then casually claps me on the
back like we’re best buds. I’d have to be tone-deaf to miss his hearty, fuckyou laugh. Prick. If I wasn’t determined to leave this island uncuffed, I’d
throw a fist right at his pretty-boy, Hollywood face. “It’s only pre-engagement
jitters. You love her, dontcha?”
It was easy to think so in the midst of orchestrated dinner dates and
cameras being shoved into my face and producers pointedly asking, “How do
you feel? You love her yet?”
I haven’t answered “yes” once. And now that it’s down to me and one
other contestant, the questions have narrowed down to the most vital: “How
are you gonna propose?” It’s all I can do not to ditch the wannabe-surfer
outfit and make a break for it, away from the white, sandy beach where
Savannah Rose is waiting.
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