{"id":36966,"date":"2018-10-02T08:00:34","date_gmt":"2018-10-02T12:00:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/?p=36966"},"modified":"2018-10-02T08:06:08","modified_gmt":"2018-10-02T12:06:08","slug":"blog-tour-arc-review-excerpt-faux-pas-by-natasha-madison","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.escapistbookblog.com\/?p=36966","title":{"rendered":"Blog Tour, ARC Review & Excerpt: Faux Pas by Natasha Madison"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Blurb<\/strong><\/h4>\n

Meghan<\/strong><\/p>\n

Five days in Paris sounded like a great idea for three friends. Especially when amazing wine was in play.<\/p>\n

It didn’t matter that our rented \u201capartment\u201d only had one bed, and barely enough space to breathe, we were in Paris and our motto was c’est la vie.<\/p>\n

Nothing would faze us, not even the rude waiter at the first restaurant we went to, or the insanely hot manger who was insulted when a bottle of wine was returned.<\/p>\n

Nothing could bring me down or knock me off my path to the best vacation of my life.<\/p>\n

Alex<\/strong><\/p>\n

I had six days in Paris and then I’d go back to my wine vineyard. It was smooth sailing, until three \u201camericans\u201d came into the restaurant and returned my newest full bodied, savory creation.<\/p>\n

I ignored her until she stormed out of the restaurant looking for a taxi at one in the morning. I couldn’t leave her wandering around the streets of Paris, could I?<\/p>\n

I\u2019d give her a ride, make sure she was safe, and my duty would be done. Except, was it?<\/p>\n

Something about her pulled me.<\/p>\n

This could be a vacation fling. After all, there is no real reason for her to know my interesting secret.<\/p>\n

I’m France\u2019s most eligible bachelor.<\/p>\n

This faux pair is almost a faux pas…<\/p>\n

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Review<\/strong><\/h4>\n

4 stars!<\/b><\/p>\n

I loved this book. A fun, sexy, gorgeously romantic book with a love story that completely captured my heart!<\/p>\n

Meghan and her two best friends are on an impulsive trip to Paris for five days, excited to explore, see the sights, and party it up in the city of light. They are doing just that at a restaurant one night when they encounter a rude waiter and bad wine, and they complain to the Manager. He is clearly not happy, but when the girls are stumbling along the street looking for a taxi, he seems concerned for their safety and offers them a ride home. And then he continues showing up\u2026 everywhere.<\/p>\n

Alex is a wealthy businessman whose family owns multiple successful restaurants across Paris. He\u2019s only in the city for a short while and is keen to get back to his family\u2019s vineyards, but there\u2019s something about the feisty Canadian tourist that captivates him and he is unable to stay away. Meghan is equally attracted to the gorgeous, if rude, Frenchman and the chemistry between them simmers through multiple meetings and nights out until it all becomes irresistible and they throw themselves into a holiday fling that rocks both of their worlds.<\/p>\n

Ho.ly. hell. This book is SO freaking sexy! Alex and Meghan are wild for each other and they both have a dirty streak, and the sex is hot, intense and a little bit filthy, and just\u2026 wow. They literally can\u2019t get enough of each other, and when the time comes for Meghan\u2019s holiday to come to an end, neither of them are ready to let go.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis,\u201d I say, gesturing back and forth between us. \u201cThis isn\u2019t just a fucking fling anymore,\u201d I say, putting my hands on my waist. \u201cI want this all the time.\u201d<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

But Alex has a secret, and it\u2019s a huge game changer. How will these long-distance lovers cope with being on different continents, especially once Meghan learns the truth about his status as Paris\u2019 most eligible bachelor\u2026 and all of the baggage that comes with it?<\/p>\n

I freaking loved this romance. It\u2019s natural, functional and beautifully intense with no game playing or stupid behaviour, and so many feels! Yes, they\u2019re not always perfect, but their relationship is realistic (for romanceland, anyway) and their actions are understandable, I could feel everything happening between them, and I loved watching them follow their hearts and figure it all out.<\/p>\n

Alex, in particular, rocked my world as the smitten man in love. Just, wow. He\u2019s hot, he\u2019s sexy, he\u2019s romantic and super swoony and I fell madly for him!<\/p>\n

\u201cI fall in love with you more and more everyday. Your laugh, your smile, even when you get angry and tell me to fuck off. I don\u2019t know what tomorrow will bring, I don\u2019t know anything, but one thing I do know is that wherever this life leads me, I can\u2019t do it without you at my side.\u201d<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

*dreamy sigh*<\/p>\n

I did find that parts of the book seemed a bit rushed. It was fast moving, jumping from scene to scene really quickly, and I admit I wasn\u2019t immediately invested in the story. It wasn\u2019t until the love story really ramped up that I started to feel it, and wow, did I feel it!<\/p>\n

And another thing – I didn\u2019t understand the need to put all of the French dialogue in, especially when it\u2019s immediately followed up by an English translation, which I appreciated, but it\u2019s sometimes thrown into the middle of a conversation that up until that point has been all in English. Why? Of course I just skimmed it looking straight for the translation, but it did break into the flow of the story a little bit.<\/p>\n

So yes, I did have some issues with this one, but those are so easily overlooked because the love story is just so damn gorgeous, and I couldn\u2019t get enough of Alex and Meghan together.<\/p>\n

The book ends in a great place, with a gorgeous epilogue that finishes the story off beautifully, and I finished this one with a huge grin on my face.<\/p>\n

4 stars.<\/p>\n

An Advanced Reader Copy was generously provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.<\/i><\/p>\n

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Excerpt<\/strong><\/h4>\n

He makes his way through the tables, straight to ours. \u201cquel est le probl\u00e8me?\u201d What is the problem<\/em>, his voice comes out gruff, the smell of his musk hitting my nose.<\/p>\n

\u201cLe vin n\u2019est pas bon,\u201d The wine isn\u2019t good,<\/em> I start saying, and I look at his eyes that look almost black. I\u2019m not sure if it\u2019s his natural color, or if the restaurant is dimmer now than before, or maybe it\u2019s just his form blocking the lights. \u201cil a un go\u00fbt de vinaigre.\u201d It tastes like vinegar<\/em>, and I\u2019m not sure it was the right thing to say or not. He stares at me, not saying a word. \u201cTaste it.\u201d I give up on my French and switch to English. \u201cYou\u2019ll see.\u201d<\/p>\n

I\u2019m waiting for him to say something back, but he doesn\u2019t. Instead, he turns around and walks away from the table, going into the back. \u201cWhat the fuck just happened?\u201d Diana says in a whisper. We all turn to see where he went, checking to see if he is going to storm back in.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe insulted his wine,\u201d Kate says, leaning in and speaking softly.<\/p>\n

I throw my hands in the air. \u201cIt was shit,\u201d I say louder than I wanted to. \u201cYou guys said it yourself.\u201d\u00a0 Looking around, I see that a couple of the tables are looking at us, but the majority of the tables are deep in their own conversations and not paying attention.<\/p>\n

We don\u2019t say anything else when we see the waiter come back with a new bottle in one hand and a new wine glass in the other. He uncorks the wine, then pours a touch in and waits for me to taste it. I don\u2019t say anything to him; I just nod my head, and he puts the bottle in the middle of the table. \u201cI guess I will
\npour the wine,\u201d Kate says, picking up the bottle and pouring it in everyone\u2019s glass. I pick up the glass of wine and bring it to my lips. The cold glass is resting on my lips when I feel someone staring at me. I look down and take a sip, then look around, and I guess it\u2019s just me because no one is looking in my direction.<\/p>\n

By the time we finish dinner, we\u2019ve drunk two more bottles. and everyone is laughing and having a great time. The food was amazing. \u201cWe need a taxi,\u201d I say. Getting up, I grab my jacket, shrugging it on.<\/p>\n

\u201cI think we can walk to the corner that way,\u201d Diana says, pointing at the sky, \u201cand flag one down.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIf we go that way,\u201d Kate says, pointing at the sky, \u201cwe need to call NASA.\u201d We all laugh out loud while the waiter comes to take the bill from us.<\/p>\n

\u201cMerci.\u201d We smile at him as he walks away, still not saying a word.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, thank you for my glass of ice cubes that you only brought me one of even though I asked for seven,\u201d Kate says, laughing while trying to whisper. \u201cAnd thank you for pouring our wine.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, let\u2019s go,\u201d I say, walking to the front door.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m going to ask him for a taxi,\u201d Kate says, going to the waiter who stands at the hostess counter and asking him for a cab.<\/p>\n

I watch from the front door as Diana stands behind her while I look in my bag and pull out my lip gloss.<\/p>\n

\u201cPardon.\u201d I hear Kate say loudly, and I look up.<\/p>\n

\u201cVous pensez qu\u2019apr\u00e8s tout ce que vous avez fait ce soir vous m\u00e9ritez que je vous appelle un taxi ?\u201d I stand here with my mouth open in shock when he answered her. Do you think after everything you did to me tonight that you deserve that I call you a taxi?<\/em><\/p>\n

Kate starts. \u201cWhat did I do? Expect you to do your job?\u201d she says, and Diana grabs her arm, pulling her to the front door.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid he just say \u2026?\u201d I ask her when we are standing outside in front of the restaurant, the wind blowing my hair in front of my face. I turn my head, making it fly back the other way.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo it\u2019s safe to say,\u201d Diana starts with a laugh, \u201cwe aren\u2019t coming back to this restaurant.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTake a picture of it, and tomorrow we can go on Yelp and leave a bad review,\u201d Kate says, grabbing her phone from her pocket.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s just go,\u201d I say, and the three of us look around at the desolate street.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat time is it?\u201d I ask and take out my phone. \u201cShit, it\u2019s one a.m.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d Diana says. We look right down the dark street and see some traffic coming from up ahead. \u201cWe should walk to that street and flag down a taxi.\u201d<\/p>\n

We all nod and start walking with Kate in the middle. \u201cHe was such an ass,\u201d Kate says, \u201cand the boss or manager was an even bigger ass.\u201d
\n\u201cSeriously,\u201d I say, turning to them. \u201cIt\u2019s like it was my fault his wine was shit,\u201d I say, and then we all stop when a white four-door Audi stops next to us, surprising us.<\/p>\n

\u201cGet in.\u201d The voice sounds familiar, but the street is so dark it doesn\u2019t help. I lean in a bit to see his face, and I\u2019m shocked when I see it\u2019s the manager from the restaurant.<\/p>\n

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Abou<\/strong>t the Author<\/strong><\/h4>\n

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