Series: The Paradise Diaries #1
Publisher: Lakehouse Press
Publication Date: July 24, 2012
I have spent every summer since I was ten years old with my father in London. Every summer, since I was ten years old, has been uneventful and boring.
Until this year.
And this year, after a freak volcanic eruption strands me far from home, I have learned these things:
1. I can make do with one outfit for three days before I buy new clothes.
2. If I hear the phrase, “You’re not in Kansas anymore, Toto,” even one more time, I might become a homicidal maniac.
3. I am horribly and embarrassingly allergic to jellyfish.
4. I am in love with Dante Giliberti, who just happens to be the beautiful, sophisticated son of the Prime Minister of a Mediterranean paradise.
5. See number four above. Because it brings with it a whole slew of problems and I’ve learned something from every one of them.
Let’s start with the fact that Dante’s world is five light-years away from mine. He goes to black-tie functions and knows the Prime Minister of England on a first name basis. I was born and raised on a farm in Kansas and wear cut-off jeans paired with cowboy boots. See the difference?
But hearts don’t care about differences. Hearts want what they want. And mine just wants to be Dante’s girl.
My heart just might be crazy.
Excerpt
There
are rose bushes everywhere. And peonies, which are my favorites. And lots of white marble statues of Greek
gods. And one of Napoleon. Why in the world is this country so obsessed
with Napoleon?
I
am just wondering if the small statue is life-sized when Dante interrupts any
coherent thought process that I might have by striding across the lawns with a
racquet in hand and wearing short-short tennis shorts.
Sweet.
Baby.
Monkeys.
It’s
like a slow-motion scene from a movie.
Dante shakes his blond bangs out of his eyes and the sun catches every
glint of gold in his hair. His legs are
long, lean, tanned and muscled and HolyCowThereIsAGod. If I were a man, I would totally be
wolf-whistling right now. But then
again, if I were a man, I guess I wouldn’t be wolf-whistling at Dante.
I’m
such a weirdo.
That Reese is one crazy funny girl!
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Giveaway
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I've been pretty lucky with traveling. I haven't really had any disasters. I guess the only thing that would come close is the time we went camping and it was pouring rain. We had to set our tents up in a thunder storm.
ReplyDeleteThis one is such a cute story.
ReplyDeleteValerie
No lol. I travel so infrequently, it's never happend :D
ReplyDeleteThanks for the giveaway!
a disaster no , but something goes wrong yes :)
ReplyDeleteYep. I took my mom's laptop with me on a Greyhound trip across the country, and had it in my bag under the bus. It got moisture in it under the screen. We consider that a disaster.
ReplyDeleteYes, I lost my debit card and didn't realize it until I got to the airport. I couldn't pay for my luggage!!!
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