Book Blitz ‘Links’ by Lisa Becker

Today I’m
excited to participate in the Book Blitz of ‘Links’ by Lisa Becker. This is an
Adult Romance novel that was published on August 1st. Check out this post for
more info and to participate in the awesome Giveaway.

In high
school, Charlotte Windham was a typical student going through an awkward phase
— glasses and all. She harbored a crush on Garrett Stephens, the teen
heartthrob everyone can’t help but fall for during that unfortunate ugly
duckling phase of one’s teen years. Flash forward fifteen years later, and
Charlotte and Garrett have a second chance encounter at a Los Angeles
restaurant. However, this time around, Charlotte has leveled the playing field.
She’s a bestselling novelist and no longer “Glasses,” the humiliating nickname
Garrett called her in high school. In short, she’s a catch now and, thanks to
corrective eye surgery, it’s not just her eyes that see better…so does her
heart! Garrett hasn’t fared poorly either, transforming from teen heartbreaker
to adult lothario. A now successful professional golfer, he’s recently suffered
a major setback in the form of a possible career-ending injury. With the upper
hand, can Charlotte forgive Garrett for his past ways, and for his more recent
Don Juan lifestyle? Will she even want to? And, can Garrett change his ways for
a second chance with Charlotte, who may just be the perfect fit for him?

As I race
to the restaurant, I scowl knowing Mom’s going to have my head. Actually, she’s
probably used to it by now. I’m surprised they don’t give me fake arrival times
knowing I’m always ten minutes behind.

I rush
through the revolving door of the restaurant, through the bar, and smack into a
woman. She brushes against my bum shoulder and the pain burns right through me.
Minding the manners Mom hammered into me from a young age, I mutter,
“Sorry,” when I’m honestly not. I look down and notice something
familiar about her.

“Hi,
Garrett,” she says, sharing a small smile. “It’s been a long time.
How are you?”

“Um.
I’m fine.” My brows furrow as I wrack my brain trying to figure out who
the hell this woman is. She’s short, about five two and roughly my age. I
glance down and notice full, round breasts, slightly wide hips and thick
thighs. Not my usual type, so I’m pretty sure I haven’t slept with her. At
least I don’t have to worry about that embarrassing scene. She’s got chocolate
brown eyes, looking at me with warmth. “And…how are you?” Shaking
my head I am still trying to place her.

“I’m
doing well,” she replies, her smile growing.

“I’m
glad to hear that,” I say, trying to be polite and end this awkward
reunion that clearly has me clueless.

“Well…I
guess I should go.” She turns back and waves to a woman sitting in a far
booth of the restaurant. On further inspection, she’s waved to Lindsay, my
sister, who of course made it to our family lunch on time. Seated with her are
my parents, with Mom frowning at me and shaking her head. Like she didn’t
expect I would be late. Marcus isn’t here yet either. Guess the twin thing
really does run deep.

“You
know Lindsay?” I ask her.

“Uh,
yeah,” she says, with a small chuckle and a noticeable hint of sarcasm.

“My
parents?”

“Of
course,” she says, shaking her head slightly like it’s hitting her I have
no damn clue who she is. Then she confirms my suspicions and just lays it on
the line. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” Her eyes are alight with
humor.

“Umm.
I’m afraid you have me at a disadvantage,” I splutter, rubbing my hand
behind my neck — my tell — before flashing her my most charming, dimpled
smile. Before she can respond, a lady in her mid-sixties with salt and pepper
hair wearing an outfit appropriate for someone twenty years younger — but this
is LA after all — walks over.

“Pardon
the interruption,” she begins. “I would just be kicking myself if I
got home and didn’t take advantage of telling you what a big fan I am.”

“Oh,
thank you,” I say, turning on the faux charm I reserve for situations such
as this.

“My
husband and I loved your book.” The lady turns fully toward this mystery
woman. “I wish I had it with me for you to sign. Maybe I could get your
autograph on something else?” I cock my head to the side and watch Mystery
Woman. She turns back toward the elderly lady and smiles sincerely.

“Sure.
I’d be happy to sign something.”

The lady
reaches into her oversized zebra-print bag and produces a pen and small
notepad. She hands them to Mystery Woman and turns to me, smiling.

“Who
should I make this out to?” asks Mystery Woman.

“Donna
and Frank. Your dear friends, Donna
and Frank.”

“My…dear…friends…Donna…and…Frank,”
Mystery Woman murmurs aloud as she writes a note. Watching her autograph the
note, I can’t help the grin spreading across my face. Once she finishes, Donna
reads through the note, her eyes widening with delight.

“Thank
you, Charley,” she says.

“My
pleasure,” replies Charley — Charley? — who looks tickled.

“Charley?”
I say, racking my brain to no avail.

“Yes,”
replies Donna with pride. “You are standing with the brilliant novelist
Charley Windham.” She turns back to Charley before walking away.
“Thank you again, dear.”

“Charley
Windham?”

“Uh-huh,”
responds Charley, giving me a look like I should piece it together.

“Charley
Windham. Why does that name sound so familiar?” I rub my hand on the back
of my neck while Charley looks at me with amusement. “Wait, you’re Charley
Windham. Who wrote The Crossing Guard?”
Charley shakes her head and laughs.

“That’s
me.” Charley giggles, unable to control the wide smile spreading across
her face.

“Yes.
Now I know. I read your book. In fact, everyone on the tour read it. You
couldn’t walk around a locker room or airport terminal without seeing someone
with it in their hands.”

“That’s
nice to hear.” She grins at me with her head tilted and nodding her head
slightly up and down, giving me the impression she’s waiting for me to say
more.

“That
explains who you are, and I get you would know who I am, but how do you know my
family?”

“That
is the question of the moment, isn’t it?” she says, smiling smugly.

“You’re
enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“Immensely.”
She is grinning unabashedly.

Lisa
Becker is a romance writer whose previous novels include Click: An Online
Love Story, Double Click and Right Click. The
books, about a young woman’s search for love online in Los Angeles, have been
called, “a fast read that will keep you entertained,” “a fun, quick read for
fans of Sex and the City,” and “hard to put down.” The first in the series
was optioned for a major motion picture. 

Lisa’s
writings about online
dating have been featured in Cupid’s Pulse, GalTime.com, Single Edition, The
Perfect Soulmate, Chick Lit Central and numerous other book blogs and websites.  

As Lisa’s
grandmother used to say, “For every chair, there’s a rush.” Lisa is
now happily married to a man she met online and lives in Manhattan Beach with
him and their two daughters. So, if it happened for her, there’s hope for
anyone! 

For more
information about Lisa Becker please visit her website. Or visit her on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and Goodreads.
You can also visit Lisa on You Tube.

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