Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Blog Tour with a Giveaway! Mice and Marriage: A Contemporary Christian Romance



What do mice and marriage have in common? I don't know, but now I'm curious to read Sophie Dawson's new book, Mice and Marriage!

About the Book


Noelle Copeland has no intention of ever letting another man break her heart. She’s content to take care of her two boys and help her brother around the church. That is until a mouse sends her onto a table screaming like she’s being murdered, and a handsome, heroic man comes to her rescue. Now, she finds her heart longing for Turner Metcalf, but he’s keeping things from her. She wonders if she can trust him not only with her heart but her sons’ hearts as well.

Turner Metcalf is a man on a mission. He’s in town for the Thanksgiving and Christmas season for one reason only; to protect his sister and her new husband. He has a secret life he isn’t willing to give up. That is until he comes to the rescue of Noelle Copeland. Now, his heart is drawn to the one thing he never thought he could have; a future. He finds himself falling for the divorced mother of two and her sons.

Can he survive his secret mission long enough to let her know? Or will his frequent travel and hidden agenda end things before they really get started? Will he live through his mission and be able to consider a future with this ready-made family? What about Noelle’s ex-husband and his new girlfriend? Will they mess things up for Noelle and Turner? Can love find a way to overcome the doubts of a woman afraid of Mice and Marriage?

Love and marriage come to us inspired by many things. Who would have thought that mold, spots, and mice would bring love and marriage? Well, they have. The Love's Infestation Series continues with Mice and Marriage.

You can find the book on Amazon!


About the Author


Sophie Dawson has made up stories in her head all her life. It wasn’t until 2011 that she began writing typing them out.

Her first books were all historical fiction romance. They’ve won multiple awards and garnered rave reviews. Now, Sophie has branched out into contemporary romance though she plans to continue writing historical and hopes to add more books in her popular Cottonwood and Stones Creek series.

Sophie lives with her husband and very old cat on a farm in western Illinois. She’s an avid seamstress and was a professional quilter for a number of years before the writing bug bit. She’s just thankful it’s not fatal.


Excerpt


Turner slid into the driver’s seat of the Macan, and glanced at Noelle as he buckled his seatbelt. Since the boys were with their father on Wednesday evenings, he’d asked Noelle to go out to dinner with him. With his flight leaving at such an early hour the next morning, he wouldn’t sleep that night. Instead, he planned to spend most of it with Noelle then pack and be at the airport in plenty of time. He’d sleep on the flight. Going first-class made that easy. The seats stretched out into beds. Not the most comfortable beds, but better than sitting up for all those hours.
“I’ve made reservations at La Maison.” Turner pulled away from the curb.
“They actually let you park your purple car at that fancy place?”
“It’s iris, not purple, and yes, they even valet park it for me.”
“Camden and Mace say your car is purple.” There was laughter in Noelle’s tone.
“Yeah, I know, but it’s iris. You can check online on the Porsche website. Or, I think the window sticker is in the glove compartment. You can see the color on it.”
Noelle just laughed. “Defensive about the color of your car much?”
“Mark calls it purple, too.”
She laughed again at the disgruntled tone of his voice. “I’ll call it iris if it’ll make you happy.”
Turner chuckled. “Don’t do me any favors.”
The valet did park the car for them and seemed happy to drive such an expensive vehicle, even if it was purple. They entered the restaurant, and were seated in a small booth tucked into a corner with a round table. A low bowl with freesia blossoms and tea light candles floating in water decorated the table, giving off a pleasing fragrance.
“The scallops here are wonderful, as is the blue-cheese sirloin. My favorite is the porterhouse cajun style,” Turner said.
“They all sound wonderful.”
They placed their orders, and Turner saw Noelle studying him. “What? Do I have hair growing out my nose?”
“I was just wondering where you’re going on your trip? You never said.”
“Monte Carlo. There’s a charity event I’m going to. It’s raising money for relief and medicine to go to Alawanda.”
“That’s that country in Africa that has that dictator, I forget his name, who has killed so many of the people. I hear there are lots of children left orphans.”
“Yes, it’s a terrible situation. His name is Demar Atul. Prince Albert of Monaco is hosting the event.”
“You’re going to see Prince Albert?” Noelle sounded and looked incredulous.
“Well, yes, he’ll be there. Whether I have the opportunity to speak with him is a different matter. He’ll be busy hosting. I try to always greet the host and thank him or her for the invitation, but sometimes I can only speak with the  attaché.”
“You get invited to charity events often?”
Their salads arrived, so Turner waited until they were served before answering.
“Quite a few. More since I’ve taken a more active role in the businesses. Uncle Russ did most of it before, even though I went to many.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, they aren’t as interesting as you might think. It’s usually the same people, talking about the same things. There’s the chatter about who’s involved with whom that isn’t their spouse, what their children are doing, who’s in rehab for this or that addiction, who’s getting married or divorced. Very little is ever spoken of concerning the charity the money is being raised for. That’s not what’s important to most of those in attendance. It’s the see-and-be-seen and photographed. What website or magazine will they be featured on. That sort of thing.”
“Is that what you go for?”
“No, I try to keep as low a profile as I can. Not that I can avoid being photographed some, but I’m not a celebrity and don’t want to be. I see how they are hounded by the paparazzi, and want no part of it.”
Turner fought down the feeling of panic he always had when he thought of being followed. He picked up his wine glass and was glad to see his hand didn’t shake. The sip of Pinot grigio settled his nerves. You’d think after twenty-three years the feelings would lessen.
“If I’m able, I’ll take a selfie with the Prince and send it to you. Would you like that? No promises though. It’s not quite a high society thing to do, but he might think it’s funny to have his photo sent to my girlfriend.”
He saw Noelle blush.
“You think I’m your girlfriend?” She looked down at the table. He must have embarrassed her.
“I’d like to think so.” Turner took her hand. “I’m very attracted to you, Noelle. I like the boys, too. I get to play with them in ways I never did as a kid. That’s fun. But you. You are so very special. You’re a wonderful mother. You don’t display bitterness over what happened in your marriage. You’re giving and generous. You have a sense of humor about most things.” He grinned. “You’re afraid of mice, even fake ones. What more could a man ask for?”
“You’ve only known me for six days. How can you know all that?”
“Well, the mice thing— that was revealed even before we met.”
Noelle made a dismissive noise.
“I’ve always been a pretty good judge of character. Plus we’ve spent several hours on Saturday, all of Sunday, and yesterday together. You saw how I figured out about Alene and Jim Dufflemeyer. How can you doubt that I can know character quickly?”
When Noelle laughed at his last statement, he went on. “I hate that I have to leave in the morning. I’m afraid this might not be the only event I have to go to over the next few weeks. I especially don’t like having to be gone over the weekend. It cuts into the time I could spend with you, Camden, and Mace.”
“Yes, the boys are home this weekend. They were disappointed you weren’t going to be around to teach them new card tricks and play Legos.”
“Hopefully I’ll be able to come and play some time next week after school. Can we set up a play date, Mommy?”
“So it’s playing with my sons that’s the most attractive thing about me, huh?”

“No, ma’am. There’s a lot about you that’s attractive.” Turner allowed his eyes to roam her torso. “Way more attractive than playing with the boys.”

Giveaway


To celebrate the release, Sophie is running a giveaway! You can enter over on her website: http://sophiesgiveaways.com/giveaways/mice-and-marriage-giveaway/.

She is giving away three prizes!

1st prize is a signed copy of Mice and Marriage, a tote bag with the book cover on it, and a cute mouse.
2nd prize is an eBook copy of Mice and Marriage
3rd prize is an eBook copy of Mice and Marriage

Tour Schedule

November 6
Bookish Orchestrations – Introductory Post
Adventures in Publishing – Author Interview and Excerpt
Little Bits Blog - Excerpt

November 7
Rachel Rossano's Rambles – Book Spotlight and Excerpt

November 8
Perpetual Indie Perspective – Book Spotlight

November 9
Creative Hodgepodge – Review
Jaye L. Knight – Book Spotlight and Excerpt

November 10
Bookish Orchestrations – Giveaway winner