One Week Girlfriend - Book Tour
Temporary. That one single word best describes my life these last few years. I’m working at a temporary job until I can finally break free. I’m my little brother’s temporary mother since our mom doesn't give a crap about either of us. And I’m that temporary girl all the guys want to get with because I give it up so easily. According to the rumors, at least.
But now I’m the temporary girlfriend of Drew Callahan, college football legend and all around golden guy. He’s beautiful, sweet—and he’s hiding way more secrets than I am. He’s brought me into this fake life where everyone seems to hate me. And everyone seems to want something from him. The only thing he seems to want though is…
I don’t know what to believe anymore. All I know is, I think Drew needs me. And I want to be there for him.
As soon as I got the email asking to be apart of the book tour I was practically buzzing in my seat, I had seen so many people talking about this book that I couldn't wait to see what the hype was about for myself and let me tell you the hype was 100% deserved this book consumed me and didn't let me go, it still has a hold on me knowing I won't get the second book until April.
Fable is just my kind of girl, she doesn't take any crap and has a fierce loyalty to her younger brother which is something I respected in her character. Okay yes she has a reputation with the boys but that doesn't affect her character as a person even with such craptastic life. Her mother is a fully fledged alcoholic that dates low lives and scum bags in a continuous pattern, If it wasn't for fable her brother wouldn't have any food on his plate. She has sacrificed going to collage and having a normal life to be the mother to him every boy needs.
Enter Drew on his white horse . . . okay it is more like an expensive car with a shocking proposition. If Fable can go home with him for a week and pretend to be his girlfriend he will pay her, there is no asking for sexual favors or scantily clad clothing just a simple hold his hand for the week and smile at his parents.
Drew is the kind of guy a girl would be lucky to have, he is smoking hot and surprisingly quite the gentleman despite being a golden child from a rich family. Although his life may appear perfect there is more then meets the surface and a secret he has carried around for years.
This book has more than one shocking truth, one is rather easy to guess but the other came out of no where and completely blew my mind. This book captivated my attention and held it and I cannot wait to read more from this author.
It is an excellent debut Novel and I can only see her and the stories she writes getting better and better, this is someone you need to watch as I can see all kinds of amazing things happening in her future.
Monica Murphy is a writer, a wife and a mom. She drinks too much coffee and spends too much time in front of her computer. She likes to read, she watches bad reality TV and she sometimes acts younger than she really is. Though most of the time she's sure her kids think she's a complete buzz kill.
One Week Girlfriend, a new adult/contemporary romance, is Monica's first book.
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The second we walk into the guesthouse, I exhale a huge sigh of relief, thankful to be out of that stifling house where I grew up. I still can’t believe how Adele acted toward me, like a jealous girlfriend ready to sink her claws into Fable. Calling her my little Fable, what the hell?
And my dad blatantly checked her out. It made my skin fucking crawl and I’m not the one who got the once over. This is far worse than I thought it would be and I’m embarrassed.
Maybe we should leave. Maybe I should put Fable on a bus and send her back home so I don’t have to subject her to this any longer. It’s awful and I don’t want to put her through it. I’ll even let her keep the money.
“Your parents are freaks.”
Her sweet voice insulting the people who raised me shocks me so much I start to laugh. And once I start, I can’t seem to stop. It feels good. When had I last laughed like this? I can’t remember.
“Are you laughing because I’m telling the truth, or because it’s better to laugh than yell at me for knocking your parents?” Fable sounds a little nervous, but I detect amusement in her tone too.
“You’re brutally honest and I appreciate it,” I finally say once I find my voice again. “And I agree. They are freaks.”
“It was so tense in there. I don’t get it.” She glances around the guesthouse. With its open floor plan and near identical wall of windows facing the ocean like the living room in the main house, it’s still impressive, but on a less grander scale. A lot more comfortable in here, doesn’t give off that ‘look but don’t touch’ vibe. “Oh, you have a deck outside. I want to check it out.”
I watch her slip through the living area, heading toward the door, which she unlocks and opens without hesitation. I follow her, curious to hear more of her observations of my freaky family and I go outside onto the deck.
She’s already leaning against the railing facing the ocean, the wind blowing through her long pale hair. She reaches into the pocket of her thin black coat and pulls out a single cigarette and a lighter, her expression full of embarrassment. “ I've pretty much broke the habit I swear, but I like to carry a few cigs with me in case of an emergency.”
“And what happened in there is considered an emergency?”
Fable flashes me a quick smile before she cups her hand around the lighter and flicks it once, twice. Three times before it finally ignites. The cigarette dangles from between her lips and she brings the lighter to the tip, taking a drag and causing it to light. “Oh my God, totally.” She blows out a stream of smoke over the railing and the little gray cloud hovers in the darkness before it slowly disappears. “Your dad...I think he was checking me out.”
“He was,” I agree, my voice low. “I’m sorry.”
“Not your fault.” She waves her hand, as if waving away what my dad did. “I brought you here. Technically it’s my fault.”
Another wave of her hand as she dismisses my words. “I don’t look at it that way. I’ll just say this. Next time you bring a fake girlfriend, maybe you should prepare her a little better.”