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Lovely to have you back again for another wonderful blog tour. Today we are celebrating All Shook Up by Chelsey Krause! We have an exciting extract and a GIVEAWAY!!! Without further ado, let's get stuck in and enjoy this glorious excerpt! Don't forget to enter the competition below too to be in with a chance of winning!
Lovely to have you back again for another wonderful blog tour. Today we are celebrating All Shook Up by Chelsey Krause! We have an exciting extract and a GIVEAWAY!!! Without further ado, let's get stuck in and enjoy this glorious excerpt! Don't forget to enter the competition below too to be in with a chance of winning!
Title:
All Shook Up
Author:
Chelsey Krause
Publisher:
Tryst Books
Release
Date: August 17, 2016
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
ISBN:
9781988387048
Natalie’s
world is shaken to its core when she discovers an old photo of a
woman who looks like her. Could this woman be related to her birth
mother, who put Natalie up for adoption as a baby? When she tracks
down the person who dumped the photo album at her thrift shop, she’s
shaken again. Especially when the gorgeous fire-fighting guitarist
offers to help her find the owner. They quickly become friends –
which is all they’ll be, as far as Natalie’s concerned. Her
rebellious youth turned her off cheating men, and the new Natalie is
looking for true love and a family of her own – something Casey
isn’t willing to provide. But how long can Natalie ignore her
undeniable attraction to the man with the Irish accent and the
broken-down ’57 Chevy?
In
Chelsey Krause’s second novel, friends become lovers over a
whirlwind summer of rockabilly rhythms, twirling skirts, and a
mystery that takes them hilariously far out of their element.
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Excerpt:
I
stare up at the house for a moment, my hands shaking on the steering
wheel, wondering what I’ve got myself into. I do some breathing
exercises to calm down, pick up the box, and get out of the car. I
can barely stand, my legs are so wobbly.
Maybe
I’m working myself up over nothing. So what if the woman in the
picture looks like me? It could be a coincidence.
Or
maybe, just maybe…
I
walk slowly up the driveway and knock on the door, my heart racing.
After a couple of minutes, I knock again. Maybe they aren’t home?
Maybe they didn’t hear me? I try the doorbell.
After
a minute, I hear heavy, muffled footsteps.
Oh
god. I should have worn a better outfit. I quickly smooth my hair
with my free hand and stand a bit taller. Am I going to meet my birth
mother? Or, at the very least, an aunt or something? Or my
grandmother? Although, if someone cared enough to take these pictures
and put them in an album, why would they throw them away? Is that the
sort of person I want to meet?
The
door swings open. The person standing in front of me is most
definitely not a granny.
“Can
I help you?” he asks as he rubs his eyes.
“Oh,
I, umm…”
My
brain has stalled.
He
shouldn’t be the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. But for some
reason, he is. He looks like he’s in his late twenties, maybe early
thirties. He isn’t wearing anything that spectacular, just a plain
T-shirt and fleece pants. And his dark eyebrows are a bit thick for
my liking.
But
those lips…thin on top, full on the bottom, framed by a cleft chin
and dark stubble. And those brown eyes fringed with black lashes…
He
blinks. “Okay, then. Well, if that’s all…” He starts to close
the door.
“Does
this belong to you?” I yelp. I shove the box into his chest. He
takes a half step back and sneezes as the dust flies up around him.
He
frowns. “Is this the crap I took to the thrift store?” With a
confused look on his face, he hands the box back to me and crosses
his arms. He leans on the door frame, making his biceps strain
against his T-shirt. His entire left arm is covered in swirling blue
and green tattoos. “How did you find where I live?” he asks
cautiously. He has a hint of an accent. Scottish, maybe?
I
roll my eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself, I’m not stalking you.”
He
smirks. “Good. I’ve already got too many stalkers.”
About
Chelsey Krause:
Chelsey
Krause has a thing for thrift stores and used bookshops. A nurse,
wife, Starbucks addict, and mom to two children, she can often be
found repurposing other people’s junk or considering whether the
library would let her move in. The rest of the time, she’s
reviewing for Chicklit Club or writing. All
Shook Up
is her second novel.
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