Something Old, Something New Tour with T. Torrest!
I’m so excited to be a part of T. Torrest’s “Something Old, Something New” tour! We’re celebrating the new look of an old series (Remember When) and looking forward to her new release, Con Man (coming March 24th).
Below you will find the new covers for Remember When, an introduction to Con Man, along with an excerpt.
Something Old
Something New
Con Man by T. Torrest
A former-geek-turned-hottie, Luke is now an image consultant and life coach to the rich and privileged in New York City. His eight-week program is designed to transform ugly ducklings into swans by instilling some much-needed confidence, and hey, a makeover never hurts.
But when Ainsley Carrington signs up as a client, Luke’s world is thrown into a tailspin. Ainsley doesn’t need an image consultant; her image is already perfect just the way it is. Luke immediately finds himself grappling with his attraction to the introverted beauty as all his old insecurities come bubbling back to the surface.
The thing is, Luke doesn’t date his clients. Ever. But fighting his desire for Ainsley is proving more difficult than he ever imagined. Especially since the cocky and arrogant “confidence man” has just completely lost his cool.
***CON MAN is a romantic comedy novel intended for ages 18+ due to some offensive language and graphic sex/sexual situations.***
READ WHEN YOU’RE IN THE MOOD FOR: cocky, funny, sexy, insightful, relatable.
Excerpt
PART 8
I wasn’t big on blowing smoke up people’s a$$es, but part of my program was to offer constant assurance. I always discovered at least one positive attribute that I could reinforce repeatedly, getting them used to the idea of believing it about themselves. It normally took me a little while to come up with an honest compliment, however, because I wasn’t in the habit of lying to my clients. But I hadn’t put any forethought into that “hot” comment; it just sort of slipped out. And it was one h*ll of an understatement.
And it was one hell of an understatement.
But Ainsley avoided the commentary about her looks, and instead, a smile eked through as she tried to answer casually, “Luke, it’s okay. I know I’m not… you know… fun.”
What does fun have to do with being hot?
I eased back into my chair, absently tapping a fingertip against the linen tablecloth as I took in her words. I knew all too well what it felt like to be socially inhibited. “Well, I can definitely help you there. But Ainsley,” I added cautiously, “I feel it’s only right, to be honest with you. My course encompasses a lot more than learning how to be the life of the party. We’ve got some hard work ahead of us, but I’m already thinking you’re gonna be tough enough to handle it.” As skittish as she seemed, I had already picked up an underlying resolve. Determination went a long way, and hers would serve her well.
She extended a genuine smile at me, and I felt my heart lurch. She had a gorgeous smile; lovely, full lips and delicate, straight teeth that would not be needing a bleaching. I mentally crossed the customary Laser-White visit off my Week Four checklist and attempted to get this meeting back on track.
This was the part where I’d normally launch into my schpiel, but I didn’t want to overwhelm her more than I already had. Sure, all my clients were lacking confidence, but this one was downright petrified. I felt that one wrong move would send her scurrying for the hills.
