Welcome to my stop on the Not Ok, Cupid blog tour!
Thank you so much Headline Eternal for sending me this lovely book and including me on this blog tour!
Love doesn’t always follow the rules…
Ally Rivers has three jobs, a disastrous dating record, and her gran won’t stop talking about sex with eighty-year-old Melvin. Now her best friend Sam confesses his whole family think they’re engaged. The longest relationship she’s ever been in is fabricated, and her intended is gay.
Playing Sam’s besotted lover at a family party, Ally discovers the hot gardener she’s been flirting with is Sam’s dad, Marcus. She even sucks at fake relationships. But Marcus is on to them and embroils Ally in another scheme – encouraging Sam to come out.
Scheming is not Ally’s forte and, worse, she and Marcus are falling for each other. After years in an unhappy marriage, he’s not letting Ally go without a fight, but she’s torn between the best friend she’ll ever have and the only man she’s ever been in love with. Either choice will leave two broken hearts, and Gran will still have a more successful love life than her…
I have an extract of the book for you all! Hopefully it will peak your interest as it did mine!
Ally Rivers narrowed her eyes at the woman’s moustache.
One remaining black hair moved up and down as she talked, waving like an antenna.
Ally readjusted the lamp to get it in focus. ‘If you just keep still for a moment, Mrs McDonald, then we’ll be done.’
Just as she wrapped the thread around the hair, it moved. Mrs McDonald cocked her head to peer up from the massage chair.
‘You look tired. Are they working you too hard here?’
‘Oh, no, Mandy’s doing me a favour with the extra hours. I’m saving up for a holiday so I want as many shifts as I can get. If I just remove this last hair . . .’
As Mrs McDonald nodded, the hair glinted in the light. With her tongue poking out the corner of her mouth, Ally leaned in for the kill.
Mrs McDonald frowned and cocked her head the other way. ‘It was Ibiza you went to last year, wasn’t it? Where this year?’
Ally sat up, trying not to look at the clock. Mrs McDonald had described the office she worked in, where she was the only woman and all the men sat in silence. It sounded nothing like the salon, with its constant buzz of chat and people coming and going.
Making small talk with her was the least Ally could do while she ripped her facial hair out at the roots.
‘If I win the lottery, the Caribbean,’ Ally replied. ‘But probably Ibiza again on a late deal. I’m not very good at saving.’
‘I bet you’re not.’ Mrs McDonald grinned and the hair disappeared into a wrinkle. ‘I was like you once, always out partying, always . . .’
Ally’s mind drifted as she flexed her aching feet on the tiled floor. After fourteen days of extra shifts at the salon, the café and the bar, she’d seriously considered wearing her fluffy cow slippers to work.
This afternoon she was finishing early. Once the moustache was vanquished she could clean her station, collect her tips and top up her tan in the park for the rest of the day. That’d be kind of like a holiday– sun, sea (there was a lake), sand (in the children’s play area), and . . . well, no sex, but there was an ice cream van. She could get one of those cider lollies that tasted like Barcelona.
And maybe on her way to Mum’s she’d buy some prawns so they could cook a paella together. With a glass of white wine and dinner on Mum’s patio, it’d be like an evening in Spain. Sort of.
She blinked back into focus when she noticed Mrs McDonald’s moustache had stopped moving.
‘Sorry, what did you say?’ she asked.
‘I asked if we could speed it up a bit. I have a meeting at two thirty.’
Ally flexed her feet and showed her teeth. ‘Sure. Just keep still for me and I’ll finish up.’
‘Ooh!’ said Mrs McDonald, as Ally leaned over her. ‘That’s a lovely necklace. Where did you get it?’
Not OK, Cupid by Anna Kaling is published by Headline Eternal. Available now as eBook and Paperback.