Blog Tour: THE FALLBACK
Today we are celebrating the release of THE FALLBACK, a standalone, contemporary romance title by Mariah Dietz! It is the book many readers and bloggers are calling Mariah's best work to date. It's FREE with KindleUnlimited.
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THE FALLBACK by Mariah Dietz
Available now in KindleUnlimited
Blurb:
Breaking up is hard to do.
It's even harder when you're not expecting it.
Brooke Jensen is a planner. Not only in her personal life but also professionally as one of the most sought after event planners in Chicago.
But, when the ideal life she built for herself, complete with handsome, long-term boyfriend and perfect apartment crumbles, she realizes there are some things you just can’t plan for.
While trying to start anew from her best friend's guest room and discovering the best doughnuts in the city, an idea sparks to life when she meets Levi. He's intriguing, funny, and shockingly good-looking, and what had been a few stray thoughts becomes a new passion for Brooke, a blog detailing learning how to be single. The project introduces Brooke to new people and experiences, and keeps returning her back to Levi.
But, Brooke learns kismet may have been wrong when she learns Levi is the last person she should be interested in.
Falling for the wrong guy once has Brooke hesitant to start a new relationship, but Levi is quickly proving that The Fallback might be even better.
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Excerpt
from The Fallback by Mariah Dietz
Yeah, but
I think you got the wrong impression. See, I’m not…”
“Confusing?
Frustrating? Enigmatic? You are. All of them. You’re also funny, and smart, and
creative, and while I get the impression this scares you”—he waves a hand
between us—“this thing between us, I’m going to shoulder this for both of us
until you realize it’s worth it.”
The idea
of he and I becoming a we is
terrifying. It’s also inexplicably exciting.
“Is this
because you see me as a challenge? Because I’m not falling at your feet?”
Levi
shakes his head. “There’s something different about you. I recognized it the
second I saw you.”
“What?”
He shakes
his head again. “I have no idea.”
My
attempt at laughing is as ludicrous as his claim. “That’s ridiculous. You
didn’t know me—you don’t know me.
Claiming there’s something different about me is absurd. I’m boring. I prefer
pajamas to dresses, barefoot to shoes, and I am realizing that I really suck at
almost all girly things. My idea of fun is finding the best doughnut shops in
town, though you and Jerry sort of ruined that for me recently. And I’ve
realized I’m about to turn thirty and I don’t think I know who in the hell I
even am.”
“You’re
almost thirty?”
“How old
did you think I was?”
“Not
thirty.”
“Cradle
robber.”
He
laughs. “I didn’t think you were twenty.”
“Why are
you staring at me like that?”
“Like
what?”
“Like
you’re looking for wrinkles on my face.”
Levi
closes his eyes, his laughter growing. “Did you know that when you get upset,
your nose crinkles and you bite the inside of your cheek?”
“I’m not
upset. I’m flustered.”
For some
reason, this only makes him smile wider. “And when someone pays you a
compliment, you deflect it and look away, which concerns me. Because I’m
starting to believe you’re not actually hearing what people are saying to you.”
“Are you hearing what I’m saying to you?”
“I know
Felicity, her kids, and husband are family to you and that when you feel
threatened, your brilliance shines and you become really funny.”
“I’m not
funny,” I say. “I’m mildly sarcastic, but most people don’t actually catch on,
so I generally just sound like a moron.”
“Will you
shut up and accept my compliment?” He looks at me again, daring me to oppose.
It’s harder than it should be to keep his gaze and not refute his words—and
even harder to consider them being true.
“Prepare
yourself. Prepare your walls of defense and your excuses because I’m ready. I’m
ready for all of it. I’m going to be here to break down every brick you build
and shatter every lie you try to believe. And tonight, after I clean up this
fuckface’s mess, I’m going to sleep with you, and you’re going to forget caring
about what my mother might think, or do, or say and realize me being your
client means jack shit.”
I stare
at him, searching for words of protest, but I can’t find a single one because
more than I want to object … I want to believe him.
He grins.
“By the way, I’m going to be busy for the next two weeks.”
“What?”
“Apparently,
I’ve got to work on my doughnut skills. That old fucker.”
I giggle
so hard tears form in my eyes, and when I look across at Levi, he’s looking
back at me like I’ve just hung the moon.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Mariah Dietz lives with her husband and three sons, who are the axis of her crazy and wonderful world in Raleigh, North Carolina.
Mariah grew up in a tiny town outside of Portland, Oregon, where she spent most of her time immersed in the pages of books that she both read and created.
She has a love for all things that include her family, good coffee, books, traveling, and dark chocolate. She’s also obsessed with Christmas ornaments and all things Disney.
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