Nice Day for a White Wedding by A.L. Michael – Blog Tour
Nice Day for a White Wedding by A.L. Michael – Blog Tour
The House on Camden Square Book 2
Publisher – Carina
Pages – 187
Release Date – 22nd August 2016
Sometimes, Happy Ever After is where the real trouble begins…
Chelsea Donnolly wasn’t supposed to amount to anything. But if there’s one thing the bad girl from the estate liked better than trouble, it was a challenge. So, to the amusement of her best friends Evie, Mollie and Ruby – and the disbelief of her teachers – this bad girl turned good.
These days, Chelsea is the kind of girl people are proud to know – and, after a surprise trip to Venice, she has a ring on her finger to prove it. But to get there, she’s had to learn to keep her deepest secrets from everyone – even her fiancé. And when wedding preparations threaten to blow her cover, Chelsea can’t help but wonder: in her battle to the top, might she have left the best parts of herself behind?
‘So…dinner starts early,’ Chelsea said, finishing her make-up in the mirror, watching with the slightest bit of longing as Kit buttoned up his shirt.
‘Pre-dinner cocktails, starters, dinner, dessert, cheeseboard, post-dinner drinks, coffee, post-dinner drinks…post–post-dinner drinks…’ Kit raised an eyebrow.
‘Playing with the big dogs now, babe.’
‘Woof,’ she said sadly, looking down at the sparkling ring on her finger.
He put his arms around her, their faces next to each other in the mirror as he talked to her reflection. ‘A couple of days. Just a couple of days. And then…adventures!’
‘Adventures,’ she nodded, breathing out slowly, ‘okay.’
He reached for her hand, twirling her beneath his arm as they walked along, the dark blue dress swirling around her ankles.
‘Into the lion’s den we go,’ Kit laughed, kissing her cheek.
‘I thought they were dogs a minute ago?’
‘Dogs, big cats, whatever.’ He shook his head. ‘Things with teeth.’
They walked down the stairs, delicious smells rising through the house, the sound of Jem’s brash laugh echoing as they got closer.
‘They’ll be in the bar.’ Kit led her through the empty kitchen, lit only by candles.
‘The bar, of course.’ Chelsea rolled her eyes. ‘So, where’s all this cooking going on?’ Chelsea gestured around them.
Kit dipped his head. ‘Okay, don’t make a face but…’
‘This is just the family kitchen.’
‘Family kitchen,’ Chelsea blinked.
‘Yeah, ’cause, well…there’s a lot of us, and a lot of food, and this is quite a small kitchen…’ Kit shrugged, nodding towards the state of the art American fridge freezer, the gleaming marble surfaces and the six-burner hob with two ovens. The kitchen was almost bigger than Chelsea’s studio.
‘Right.’ She stood there, looking at him, trying to find something to say. Something that wasn’t ‘Aren’t you disgusted by all this? Isn’t it just too much?’
Jemima breezed in, empty wine Champagne flute in hand. ‘Don’t look so impressed, darling. You’ll give yourself away.’
Chelsea’s neck almost snapped as she turned to look at her future mother-in-law, hitting the nail on the head entirely. It was the first rule. Never seem impressed. The only way they’d think you were rich was if you had never even considered that their lifestyle might not be available to everyone. Don’t let them see you’re impressed. The first rule. And she’d broken it over a kitchen. One client once showed her a picture of her pet tiger, and she was impressed by a second kitchen?
‘What?’ she said breathlessly, waiting for Jemima to go in for the kill.
The older blonde lady looked at her in confusion. ‘I was talking to Christopher, looking at you like you’re the best thing since sliced bread. He’s giving himself away, it’s never good to be too impressed by your partner.’
‘Why not?’ Chelsea asked, sharing an amused look with Kit.
‘Because they’ll take advantage,’ Jem said shortly, sighing. ‘Anyway, through here, darlings, Daddy’s making drinks in the bar.’
‘Not Alistair?’ Chelsea asked, linking her fingers with Kit’s as they followed his tottering mother through to the living room, full of soft white furnishings and a huge chandelier, and down some steps to another room, all wooden but with huge windows that went from floor to ceiling, looking out over the lake. Even in the dull light of the early evening, Chelsea could see the overwhelming blue of the water, the greenery surrounding it, the colourful little boats bobbing in the harbours.
‘Dad’s probably showing off for your benefit. Don’t drink it to be polite, the man has no taste buds and I’m not sure he’s been able to judge appropriate measurements since the early 80s,’ Kit whispered, his breath tickling her neck.
A.L. Michael is hurtling towards the end of her twenties a little too quickly. She is the author of ‘Wine Dark, Sea Blue’, ‘The Last Word’, ‘My So Called (Love) Life’, ‘Driving Home for Christmas’, and ‘If You Don’t Know Me By Now’, based upon her experiences as a London barista.
Her new three book series, The House on Camden Square, starts with ‘Goodbye Ruby Tuesday’ and focuses on three friends as they try to open an arts centre in Camden, in memory of their rock star friend.
She is a Creative Therapeutic Facilitator, currently researching the power of creative writing to be helpful in recovering from eating disorders, and likes running writing workshops that link together the body and the mind. When she’s not writing, she likes yoga, trying to bake healthy treats and was a hipster before hipsters were hipster. Well, she likes Chai lattes and owns a Mac.
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