The Spanish Love Deception by Elena Armas (English) Paperback Book

Description: The Spanish Love Deception by Elena Armas A NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER A TikTok sensation, this rom-com about a young woman who agrees to fake date a colleague and bring him to her sisters wedding has "everything you could want in a romance" (Helen Hoang, New York Times bestselling author). Catalina Martín desperately needs a date to her sisters wedding. Especially since her little white lie about her American boyfriend has spiralled out of control. Now everyone she knows--including her ex and his fiancée--will be there and eager to meet him. She only has four weeks to find someone willing to cross the Atlantic and aid in her deception. New York to Spain is no short flight and her raucous family wont be easy to fool. Enter Aaron Blackford--her tall, handsome, condescending colleague--who surprisingly offers to step in. Shed rather refuse; never has there been a more aggravating, blood-boiling, and insufferable man. But Catalina is desperate, and as the wedding draws nearer, Aaron looks like her best option. And she begins to realize he might not be as terrible in the real world as he is at the office. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Author Biography Elena Armas is a Spanish writer, self-confessed hopeless romantic and proud book hoarder. Now, shes also the author of the New York Times bestsellers The Spanish Love Deception, The American Roommate Experiment and The Long Game. Her latest novel is The Fiancé Dilemma. Her books are being translated to over thirty languages--which is bananas, if you ask her. Review "Armass debut sizzles with chemistry...The slow-burning romance heats up the pages as Armass witty, intelligent protagonists reveal their innermost secrets and overcome their past misunderstandings. The Spanish setting and the zany antics of Linas family only add to the fun. Rom-com fans will be riveted." --Publishers Weekly"Everything you could want in a romance is right here." --Helen Hoang, New York Times bestselling author of The Love Principle"If youre looking for a slow burn that youll totally be obsessed with long after you turn to the last page, this is the book for you."--Cosmopolitan"Perfect pacing, incredible characters, and the swoon-worthy chemistry." --Business Insider Review Quote "Everything you could want in a romance is right here." --Helen Hoang, New York Times bestselling author of The Love Principle Excerpt from Book Chapter One CHAPTER ONE "Ill be your date to the wedding." Words I had never--not even in my wildest dreams, and trust me, I had a vivid imagination--conceived of hearing from that deep and rich tone reached my ears. Looking down at my coffee, I squinted my eyes, trying to search for any signs of noxious substances floating around. That would at least explain what was happening. But nope. Nothing. Just what was left of my Americano. "Ill do it if you need someone that badly," the deep voice came again. Eyes growing wide, I lifted my head. I opened my mouth and then snapped it closed again. "Rosie..." I trailed off, the word leaving me in a whisper. "Is he really there? Can you see him? Or did someone spike my coffee without me noticing?" Rosie--my best friend and colleague in InTech, the New York City-based engineering consulting company where we had met and worked--slowly nodded her head. I watched her dark curls bounce with the motion, an expression of disbelief marring her otherwise soft features. She lowered her voice. "Nope. Hes right there." Her head peeked around me very quickly. "Hi. Good morning!" she said brightly before her attention returned to my face. "Right behind you." Lips parted, I stared at my friend for a long moment. We were standing at the far end of the hallway of the eleventh floor of the InTech headquarters. Both our offices were relatively close together, so the moment I had entered the building, located in the heart of Manhattan, in the vicinity of Central Park, I had gone straight to hers. My plan had been to grab Rosie and plop down on the upholstered wooden armchairs that served as a waiting area for visiting clients, which were usually unoccupied this early in the morning. But we never made it. I somehow dropped the bomb before we ever sat down. That was how much my predicament needed Rosies immediate attention. And then... then he had materialized out of nowhere. "Should I repeat that a third time?" His question sent a new wave of disbelief rushing through my body, freezing the blood in my veins. He wouldnt. Not because he couldnt, but because what he was saying did not make any freaking sense. Not in our world. One where we-- "All right, fine," he sighed. "You can take me." He paused, sending more of that ice-cold wariness through me. "To your sisters wedding." My spine locked up. My shoulders stiffened. I even felt the satin blouse I had tucked into my camel slacks stretch with the sudden motion. I can take him. To my sisters wedding. As my... date? I blinked, his words echoing inside my head. Then, something unhitched inside of me. The absurdity of whatever this was--whatever perverse joke this man I knew not to trust was trying to pull off--made a snort bubble its way up my throat and reach my lips, leaving me quickly and loudly. As if it had been in a rush to get out. A grunt came from behind me. "Whats so funny?" His voice dropped, turning colder. "Im completely serious." I bit back another burst of laughter. I didnt believe that. Not for a second. "The chances of him," I told Rosie, "being actually serious are the same chances I have of having Chris Evans pop out of nowhere and confess his undying love for me." I made a show of looking right and left. "Nonexistent. So, Rosie, you were saying something about... Mr. Frenkel, right?" There was no Mr. Frenkel. "Lina," Rosie said with that fake, toothy smile I knew she wore when she didnt want to be rude. "He looks like hes serious," she spoke through her freaky smile. Her gaze inspected the man standing behind me. "Yep. I think he might be serious." "Nope. He cant be." I shook my head, still refusing to turn around and acknowledge that there was a possibility my friend was right. There couldnt be. There was no way Aaron Blackford, colleague and well-established affliction of mine, would even attempt to offer something like that. No. Way. An impatient sigh came from behind me. "This is getting repetitive, Catalina." A long pause. Then, another noisy exhalation left his lips, this one much longer. But I did not turn around. I held my ground. "Ignoring me wont make me disappear. You know that." I did. "But that doesnt mean I wont keep trying," I muttered under my breath. Rosie leveled me with a look. Then, she peeked around me again, keeping that toothy grin in place. "Sorry about that, Aaron. We are not ignoring you." Her grin strained. "We are... debating something." "We are ignoring him though. You dont need to spare his feelings. He doesnt have any." "Thanks, Rosie," Aaron told my friend, some of the usual coldness leaving his voice. Not that hed be nice to anybody. Nice wasnt something Aaron did. I didnt even think he was able to pull off friendly. But he had always been less... grim when it came to Rosie. A curtesy he had never extended to me. "Do you think you can tell Catalina to turn around? Id appreciate talking to her face and not to the back of her head." His tone dropped back to minus zero degrees. "That is, of course, if this is not one of her jokes that I never seem to understand, much less find funny." Heat rushed up my body, reaching my face. "Sure," Rosie complied. "I think... I think I can do that." Her gaze bounced from that point behind me to my face, her eyebrows raised. "Lina, so, erm, Aaron would like you to turn around, if this is not one of those jokes that--" "Thanks, Rosie. I got that," I gritted out between my teeth. Feeling my cheeks burn, I refused to face him. That would mean letting him win whatever game he was playing. Plus, he had just called me unfunny. Him. "If you could, tell Aaron that I dont think one can laugh at, or much less understand, jokes when one lacks a sense of humor, please. That would be great. Thanks." Rosie scratched the side of her head, looking pleadingly at me. Dont make me do this, she seemed to ask me with her eyes. I widened mine at her, ignoring her plea and begging her to go along. She released a breath and then looked around me one more time. "Aaron," she said, her fake grin getting bigger, "Lina thinks that--" "I heard her, Rosie. Thank you." I was so attuned to him--to this--that I noticed the slight change in his tone that signaled the switch to the voice he only used with me. The one that was just as dry and cold but that would now come with an extra layer of disdain and distance. The one that would soon lead to a scowl. I didnt even need to turn and take a look at him to know that. It was somehow always there when it came to me and to this... thing between us. "Im pretty sure my words are reaching Catalina down there just fine, but if you could tell her that I have work to do and I cannot entertain this much longer, I would appreciate it." Down there? Stupidly large man. My size was average. Average for a Spaniard, sure. But average nonetheless. I was five foot three--almost four, thank you very much. Rosies green eyes were back on me. "So, Aaron has work, and he would appreciate--" "If--" I stopped myself when I heard the word sounding high-pitched and squeaky. I cleared my throat and tried again. "If he is so busy, then please tell him to feel free to spare me. He can go back to his office and resume whatever workaholic activities he had shockingly paused to stick his nose in something that does not concern him." I watched my friends mouth open, but the man behind me spoke before a sound could come out of her lips: "So, you heard what I said. My offer. Good." A pause. In which I cursed under my breath. "Then, whats your answer?" Rosies face filled with shock one more time. My gaze remained on her, and I could picture how the dark brown in my eyes was turning to red with my growing exasperation. My answer? What the hell was he even trying to accomplish? Was this a new, inventive way of playing with my head? My sanity? "I have no idea what hes talking about. I heard nothing," I lied. "You can tell him that too." Rosie tucked a curl behind her ear, her eyes jumping very briefly to Aaron and then returning to me. "I think hes referring to the moment he offered to be your date to your sisters wedding," she explained in a soft voice. "You know, right after you told me that things had changed and that you now needed to find someone--or anyone, I think you said--to go to Spain with you and attend that wedding because, otherwise, youd die a slow, painful death and--" "I think I got it," I rushed out, feeling my face burn again from the realization that Aaron had heard all of that. "Thanks, Rosie. You can stop with the recap." Or Id be dying that slow, painful death right about now. "I think you used the word desperate," Aaron chipped in. My ears burned too at that, probably flashing about five shades of radioactive red. "I did not," I breathed out. "I did not use that word." "You... sort of did, sweetie," my best friend--no, former best friend as of right now--confirmed. Eyes narrowed, I mouthed, What the hell, traitor? But both of them were right. "Fine. So, I said that. Doesnt mean Im that desperate." "Thats what truly helpless people would say. But whatever makes you sleep better at night, Catalina." Cursing under my breath for the umptee Details ISBN1668002523 Publisher Atria Books Language English Year 2022 ISBN-10 1668002523 ISBN-13 9781668002520 Format Paperback Imprint Atria Books Pages 448 Publication Date 2022-02-08 UK Release Date 2022-02-08 Place of Publication New York Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2022-02-08 NZ Release Date 2022-02-08 US Release Date 2022-02-08 DEWEY 823.92 Audience General Series The Love Deception Author Elena Armas Series Number 1 We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:134319804;

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