I think most of us, at some time or another, have found ourselves victim to the effects of one too many alcoholic beverages…
During our honeymoon, my husband almost got into a fistfight with a grandmother after a bottle of wine and one too many Gummy Bear cocktails from the Uva Bar in Downtown Disney.
(In his defense, she was super rude.)
In my newest book (just released two days ago!), Married for a Month, the two main characters, Chase and Alec, end up participating in a fake wedding after a few too many drinks at the bar with their friends. They take a bet that they can last a whole month together as a married couple, and of course, shenanigans ensue. It’s a low-angst, feel-good, steamy friends-to-lovers novel.
You can read Cinnamon’s Release Day Review here.
And here’s the official blurb:
Best friends since high school, Chase Bradley and Alec Montero are opposites in almost every way. The one thing they can agree on, though, is that marriage is for suckers.
Everything is going their way until a drunken bet leads Alec and Chase to the altar. Their temporary “I Do’s” aren’t as amusing in the sober light of day when they find themselves thrown into married life and everything that goes with it.
The question they have to ask themselves now is, can their friendship survive being married for a month?
Married for a Month is available now on Amazon (and free for Kindle Unlimited subscribers!)
Leave a comment below telling me the dumbest or most hilarious thing you’ve ever done while drunk for a chance to win an ebook copy!
I actually don’t drink alcohol except the occasional cold medicine, but I had to giggle at your title! Congrats on the new release, it sounds like a fun story.
Easy one; as part of a buck’s party crew we got the groom onto a plane which left Darwin on the early hours of the wedding day, with no return flight even scheduled until the early hours of the day after the wedding. Sundry parties were particularly vocal about this alcohol infused folly, however we could blame it on the 70s
I did so many dumb things when I was younger that I decided alcohol was not for me… I remember once I was in a pub full of people and I couldn’t get the waiter’s attention to get another beer (I’m quite short, you see). So I decide to take off my own shoe and hit the counter as hard as I could… that certainly brought all the attention I wanted (*blushes*)
I don’t drink much, but I did learn the hard way in college that one glass of rotgut-quality wine will do the trick. I started yammering about why I couldn’t understand why Mormons don’t drink coffee…in front of a guy I had a crush on, who I didn’t know was Mormon. I really felt like a jerk.
Pretty sure the dumbest thing I ever did while drunk was doing backflips over the couch. Either that or walking through broken glass with bare feet. All in the same night. Tequila was definitely the culprit.
I vaguely remember Mexico, an all inclusive resort, tequila slammers, karaoke, and an Australian rugby team. Ah, to be twenty five again.