Cover Reveal: Confessions of An Undercover Girlfriend

Cover Reveal: Confessions of An Undercover Girlfriend



Today, I am participating in the cover reveal for Confessions of an Undercover Girlfriend. Honestly, after reading the synopsis, I thought this book will be hilarious so I just had to share it. Anywho, let's actually see this cover now!
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That is an adorable cover! It gets me in the mood for winter. I love how bold it looks! It's very eye-catching! This is definitely something that I would love to put on my shelf!

So now that we've seen the beautiful cover, let's learn a little about this so-claimed (by me) "funny" plot. (It does sound hilarious.)

Title: Confessions of an Undercover Girlfriend (Confessions #2)
Author: Kay Marie
Publish Date: October 11, 2016
Genre: Comedy, New Adult, Romance

Synopsis: From bestselling author Kaitlyn Davis, writing as Kay Marie, comes the second book in the Confessions series, a romantic comedy being hailed as "the new Bridget Jones!" (Broc's Bookcase).
So, I'm no longer a virgin sex columnist—thank you, Ollie—but if I thought that was going to make my life easier, boy was I wrong! John is back in town determined to win my forgiveness. Blythe is more ready than ever to take me down. Bridget is totally onto the new twinkle in my eye. And, well, Ollie is just as distractingly delicious as usual.
So, naturally, I have a few more confessions to make.
Confession #1: I came up with what I thought would be the perfect plan to keep my relationship with Ollie a secret—pretend to get back together with John!
Confession #2: It backfired. A lot.
This is a sweet romance, perfect for fans of Sophie Kinsella, Meg Cabot, and Emily Giffin!

And because I'm super amazing (I know), I've scored an excerpt for you from book one in the series, Confessions of a Virgin Sex Columnist!

Excerpt

But then a gentle knock sounds against my door.
And there's only one person it could be.
"Skye?" he whispers into the dark.
I could pretend to be asleep, but the alcohol has drowned out my neuroses, replacing them with curiosity. "What do you want, Ollie?"
"I just…" He sighs. My eyes are closed but I can perfectly imagine the way he's running his hand through his hair, messing it up—an unconscious move he doesn’t even realize makes my heart melt. Makes every girl's heart melt.
"Don't apologize," I say. It's the closest reference I've made to talking about what happened. And he understands immediately. Understands that I don't want to talk about it—but I doubt he understands why. It's not because I'm embarrassed or hurt or vulnerable. It's because I can't bear to hear the regret in his voice. Because before he did what he did, before that moment, I had the best few minutes of my life. And I don't want to hear that he wishes they never happened.
"Okay, can I say one thing then?"
"Sure." I rollover, finally sitting up. Even in the dark, his eyes shine, glowing blue. Or maybe that’s just the alcohol talking.
"It’s just, I can tell you're nervous about the new job, but you shouldn’t be, Skye. You’re a great writer, and well…" He shrugs, scanning the room for a moment. There's a note of honesty in his tone that I rarely ever hear, that I've learned to recognize over the years. "You don't have to have sex to be sexy, Skye. Some people do, maybe, but not you. Never you."
And then he's gone, leaving me alone in the dark with my racing heart.

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