TWELVE
TRUTHS AND A LIE
Contemporary
Romance
COVER
DESIGN: Natasha Snow
RELEASE
DATE: 9-19-16
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Aurora
Jones has it all—a job she loves as a child and family therapist,
supportive friends, and a decent place to live. What she doesn’t
have is much luck when it comes to dating men. And not only are her
choices terrible, she also hasn’t been boyfriend free since she was
a teenager. So she places herself on a sabbatical of sorts. No dating
for twelve months.
Cameron
Miller has had a crappy year. His girlfriend fell for his best friend
and to ease the pain, he drowns his troubles in more booze and women
than he can count. When his buddies finally slap some sense into him
and urge him to focus on his new position as a special education
teacher in an urban school district, he decides to get his act
together.
Away
from the prying eyes of their mutual friends, Cameron and Aurora
agree to hang out once a week in their newly dubbed Chastity Club.
Number of members? Two. It’s a chance to find solace,
companionship, and something neither anticipated – a burgeoning
attraction. But when Cameron invites Aurora to be his fake date at
the reunion his ex-girlfriend and best friend will be attending,
their passion ignites. What happens in Chastity Club stays in
Chastity Club, right? Until they discover that a year of self-truths
might actually lead them to true love.
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
Once
upon a time,
Christina
Lee lived in New York City and was a wardrobe stylist. She spent her
days getting in cabs, shopping for photo shoots, eating amazing food,
and drinking coffee at her favorite hangouts.
Now
she lives in the Midwest with her husband and son—her two favorite
guys. She’s been a clinical social worker and a special education
teacher. But it wasn't until she wrote a weekly column for the local
newspaper that she realized she could turn the fairytales inside her
head into the reality of writing fiction.
She’s addicted
to lip balm and salted caramel everything. She believes in true love
and kissing, so writing romance novels has become a dream job.
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Excerpt:
“Well,”
I explained, after swallowing a bite, “depends how, um, sexually
frustrated you’ve been and—”
“Extremely,”
she said without hesitation, and I nearly choked on the cheese
sliding down my throat. “I mean, Richard
doesn’t even—”
She
smashed her hand over her mouth, looking positively mortified. “Shit,
never mind.”
“Who’s
Richard?”
I asked, thoroughly confused, wondering if I’d missed something in
the conversation.
“Oh,
God,” she said. “Can you forget I even said that?”
“Not
a chance,” I replied, knowing it would bug the shit out of me all
night if she didn’t fess up. “Don’t be embarrassed, we’ve
talked about plenty of things already…”
As
she took deep breaths, I tried to match up the name Richard
to one of her old boyfriends she
might’ve mentioned. Or was she more mortified that I’d brought up
the idea of being sexually frustrated?
“Look,
I wasn’t trying to embarrass you,” I said, attempting to dislodge
her hand from her face. “Guys talk about jacking off all the time,
I don’t know if girls do, but—”
“Of
course we do,” she finally huffed out, her eyes bulging. “Richard
is the name of my vibrator.”
Oh
fucking Christ, what a visual. My dick immediately tented against my
zipper. In that moment, I was so grateful the tablecloth was covering
me. After I got over the initial shock and stimulation of her
bringing up her vibrator, I focused in on the fact that she had named
it in the first place. Richard.
I
couldn’t hold back a snort and that caused a chain reaction in
Aurora, who began giggling and then full-on laughing. Her face was so
beet red that when we made eye contact and I said, “Richard. As in
dick?”
she howled even louder, causing the people in the booth behind her to
turn around and stare.
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