SYNOPSIS:
For every girl
who wondered if she should love him or dump
him.....
For every girl
who listened to her heart instead of her friends
advice....
For every girl
who l wondered if she was wasting her time dating that
guy....
meet
Hilary....
She had gotten
used to dating the commitment-phobic Marc, thirteen years
her senior. They had
a great relationship--why rush into things? She saw no need
to pressure him for
marriage, believing that when the time was right, he would
propose. But after
they had been together for four years, their friends decided
to take matters
into their own hands, pushing Marc to propose and making
Hilary realize how
much she really did want to marry the man that she loved.
Unfortunately, Marc
still wasn't ready--and their friends' meddling in the form
of a faux
engagement party led to a disastrous New Year's Eve that
brought their
relationship to an inevitable turning
point.
PURCHASE
LINKS:
EXCERPT:
We
meandered to the
backyard, which was on the inter-coastal, champagne flutes
in our hands.
Although I knew it was a joke, I couldn’t help it. I kept
admiring the ring on
my finger, pretending it was really my engagement ring. I
expected Eric or Jaye
to fess up and admit to Eric’s family that our engagement
was a joke, but they
didn’t. They just kept letting Eric’s family think we were
really engaged. Lois
kept on beaming, tossing out questions about our engagement.
She wanted
details. Jaye ended up answering almost all of them for me.
After all, if not
for Jaye, this “engagement” would not be
happening.
“So…
when did this
happen?” Lois asked.
“Tonight,
Mom,” Jaye
answered quickly. “Would you believe it happened right
before we came over?”
“Really?
Wow. Were you
expecting it, Hilary?”
“No,” I
honestly replied.
“It came out of left field.”
“Oh, I
love a surprise
engagement,” Lois beamed.
“Yeah,
it was a surprise
all right. Hilary wasn’t the only one that was caught off
guard,” Jaye
clarified as I tried to keep a straight
face.
“How did
Marc propose?
Did he get down on one knee? Irvin didn’t, and I was so
disappointed.”
“Don’t feel bad, Mom,
Marc didn’t get down on one knee either. But I think he did
get weak in the
knees.” Jaye added, “But you asked how he proposed. Let’s
just say… I don’t
think he planned for it.”
Lois
smiled and took a
delicate sip of her drink. I still had a stupid smile
plastered on my face. I
was having a blast. Well, I was until I glanced over and saw
the pained look in
Marc’s eyes, which was growing more noticeable with every
additional comment
out of Jaye’s mouth.
He
was trying so hard to be a good sport. I could see it was
getting increasingly
difficult for him to let this charade continue. As he got
agitated, so did I.
In an instant, the joke stopped being funny. It was sad and
hurtful. No matter
how hard I pretended, Jaye’s proposal wasn’t real, nor was
it going to
magically become so. Instead, it started to become crystal
clear to me, while
looking at Marc’s troubled face, that he had no intention of
proposing to me
now—or, I feared, ever. Would I be okay always just being
his girlfriend?
It’s amazing how
devastating disappointment can be, especially when it’s over
something that you
didn’t really expect to occur in the first place, if you are
truly honest with
yourself...
AUTHOR
BIO:
Hilary
Grossman dated a guy so commitment-phobic that she was able
to write a book
about their relationship. She is currently the CFO of a
beverage alcohol
importer and lives on Long
Island.
MEDIA
SITES
:
Twitter: @feelingbeachie
Website: http://www.feelingbeachie.com
Email: hilary@dangledcarat.com
FB author page:
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Hilary-Grossman-Author/490726971020296
Goodreads:
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7266769.Hilary_Grossman
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