Today we have the blog tour for FORTUNATE ENCOUNTERS by Caterina Passarelli, a first in the new Signs Series!
Title: FORTUNATE ENCOUNTERS
Series: The Signs Series
Author: Caterina Passarelli
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release: September 20
Cover Designer: Najla Qamber Designs
About FORTUNATE ENCOUNTERS
Sitting at the wrong table turned my life upside down.
I was supposed to be on a date with one man but made a huge mistake—a mistake I keep bumping into all over New York City.
Clark Chambers is arrogant, straightforward, devastatingly handsome, and takes what he wants. And right now his sight is set on me.
But he only wants friends with benefits. And I’d rather eat dirt than agree to that.
After an “enough is enough” moment, I turn to the Universe for help & ask for a special sign.
And it’s just my luck … looks like rabbits & romance really do mix!
An eruption of laughs from the table behind us lightens the mood. We turn to look at the lady laughing and that’s when my heart stops.
It’s Clark and another woman.
A woman laughing her ass off as if he’s the funniest guy she’s ever gone on a date with.
He said he doesn’t date.
And he’s certainly not that funny. She’s clearly faking her laugh.
The woman’s burgundy wrap dress shows just enough cleavage to draw you in, but not enough to be considered a slut. Her shoulder-length brown hair falls in polished wavy locks. She’s perfect.
They look extremely comfortable with one another. Relaxed even.
“They must be in the honeymoon stage still,” Grace says, smiling from ear-to-ear while looking at the couple. She’s a romantic down to her core. It makes me sick with envy.
“He’s pretty hot. Good for her,” Eve remarks. Please don’t tell me that Clark is her type of guy too. I don’t want to know that she’s single and also interested in the same men as me.
“They don’t look that happy,” I say under my breath. “And he’s not that hot. He looks like he’d have a small dick.”
All of my coworkers turn from staring at the “happy couple” to staring at me.
“Why the sour face?” Beatrice asks, eyeing me in curiosity. “Who peed in your Lucky Charms?”
“Real classy, Beatrice.” I grab my drink and take a bigger swig than I intended to, but it hits the spot.
It’s as if Clark feels six women gawking at his table, and he looks in our direction. That’s when his eyes lock on mine. He tilts his head in surprise while I glare in red hot anger.
“Excuse me,” I say as I put my napkin on top of the table. “I need to use the restroom.”
Flying from the table, I speed walk toward the ladies room. I rejoice when I notice it’s empty. Standing at the sink, I face my own eyes in the mirror. They look full of rage.
Why does Clark being out there with another woman make me so upset? I didn’t even want to go out with Clark. I didn’t want anything to do with him. He kept pushing me, over and over.
The door pushes open before I have a chance to duck into one of the stalls.
Clark is now standing in the bathroom. He broke into my private hiding place.
“What are you doing in the ladies bathroom?” I hiss when I’d much rather shout, but I don’t want to draw any attention to us in here.
He looks me up and down, as if to size up his prey. “I was standing outside waiting for you, but you were taking too long. I didn’t want anyone to think I’m a creep lurking outside.”
I shove his chest hard, but the impact doesn’t move his strong body. “You are a creep. And a jerk, an asshole, and a womanizer. All of the above.”
“Are you jealous?”
This guy never knows when to shut up.
“No, for the last time, I’m not jealous. But I am calling off our … whatever it was we were going to do for one night. That’s never going to happen.”
I want to skirt around him to get to the door, but his massive frame blocks me in. He steps closer and brings his hand up to brush the hair off my face. Just as he’s leaning in to kiss me, I idiotically pucker my lips; instead, he avoids my mouth altogether and whispers in my ear, “You’ll regret that decision. And, for the record, that’s my sister out there. Stop being jealous; it’s not attractive.”
Clark leaves the bathroom just as quickly as he entered it.
When he’s gone, my knees buckle out from underneath me and I grab the sink to hold myself steady. We didn’t even kiss and he’s left me in such a confused, turned on state.
Enter the Giveaway
About Caterina Passarelli
Former TV News Producer turned Romance author, Caterina Passarelli has always had a love for words. From real-life Detroit crime to fictional love stories around the globe, she hopes to take her readers on a fast-paced adventure.
Caterina is the author of five titles in multiple genres: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance and Romantic Suspense.
When she’s not writing about alpha males and strong, sarcastic women, she is the CEO of an online fitness coaching company.
Caterina is the fur mom to her three-year-old rescue dog, Piper, who she spoils uncontrollably.
She loves hearing from her readers on her Facebook page!