Speak Now or Forever Hold Your Peace
Author: Becky Monson
Book Description:
If there’s one thing that Bridgette Reynolds has learned recently, it’s that the perfect shoes, the perfect hair, and the perfect dress do not make for the perfect proposal. In fact, sometimes they make for the not-so-perfect breakup.
Now, Bridgette must do everything in her power to win Adam back. She knows they are meant to be. And nothing will stand in her way—not her friends, not her grandmother, not even the fact that Adam is now engaged to Serene after a whirlwind romance.
Focused on her plan to win Adam back, Bridgette isn’t expecting Ian—her college best friend, her love, her big regret—to come back into her life. They sink back into their comfortable friendship as if no time has passed at all, making Bridgette start to question her feelings for Adam. But Ian has a few secrets of his own . . . secrets that could shatter their friendship once and for all.
Bridgette has to make some major decisions—should she speak now? Or forever hold her peace?
Bridgette has to make some major decisions—should she speak now? Or forever hold her peace?
Praise for the Book
"Can I give this book a 10? It was so fantastic!" -Taking Time For Mommy
"Speak Now grabbed me from the beginning! This is the perfect
escape/beach read - light and fun, amusing with some tearful moments."
-Reviewing in Chaos
"Chick-Lit at its most enjoyable." - Life With Katie
Excerpt
“Do you remember the time you got us kicked out of the library?” I ask, changing the subject away from that obnoxious dirndl.
Ian throws his head back, laughing. “Oh wow, yeah I remember. And it wasn’t me who got us kicked out, it was you.” He gives me a snide look.
“What? No way. It was totally you.” I eye him, not sure I’m right. Did I get us kicked out?
“Yeah, it was me,” he says, smiling slyly. “Well, it was mostly me,” he adds with a wink.
“How dare you use my poor memory against me.” I feign disgust. Ian laughs loudly.
My gosh, it feels good to hear him genuinely laugh. Adam is not a laugher. Not a boisterous one, at least. He mostly just nods his head and smiles.
Besides the laughing, there are a lot of things I’ve missed about Ian that I hadn’t realized. How he is so methodical about everything. Even sushi. He has a method to it. He mixes just enough wasabi in his soy sauce, and he always tops each piece with a slice of ginger. I also forgot what a gentleman he is. Opening the door for me when we walked into the restaurant, pulling my seat back for me at the table. I want to say Adam did those things at first, but now I can’t remember if he ever did them at all. It was never a big deal to me. I don’t need those things. I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself. It’s a nice gesture though, isn’t it? I guess I’d forgotten.
He’s also so complimentary. He even mentioned my Russian Red lips. Well, he didn’t know the brand, but he noticed the red and said he liked it. I have to admit, it’s been pretty freeing to be able to wear lipstick again, without getting a scoff from Adam.
Excerpt
“Do you remember the time you got us kicked out of the library?” I ask, changing the subject away from that obnoxious dirndl.
Ian throws his head back, laughing. “Oh wow, yeah I remember. And it wasn’t me who got us kicked out, it was you.” He gives me a snide look.
“What? No way. It was totally you.” I eye him, not sure I’m right. Did I get us kicked out?
“Yeah, it was me,” he says, smiling slyly. “Well, it was mostly me,” he adds with a wink.
“How dare you use my poor memory against me.” I feign disgust. Ian laughs loudly.
My gosh, it feels good to hear him genuinely laugh. Adam is not a laugher. Not a boisterous one, at least. He mostly just nods his head and smiles.
Besides the laughing, there are a lot of things I’ve missed about Ian that I hadn’t realized. How he is so methodical about everything. Even sushi. He has a method to it. He mixes just enough wasabi in his soy sauce, and he always tops each piece with a slice of ginger. I also forgot what a gentleman he is. Opening the door for me when we walked into the restaurant, pulling my seat back for me at the table. I want to say Adam did those things at first, but now I can’t remember if he ever did them at all. It was never a big deal to me. I don’t need those things. I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself. It’s a nice gesture though, isn’t it? I guess I’d forgotten.
He’s also so complimentary. He even mentioned my Russian Red lips. Well, he didn’t know the brand, but he noticed the red and said he liked it. I have to admit, it’s been pretty freeing to be able to wear lipstick again, without getting a scoff from Adam.
About the Author
By day, Becky Monson is a mother to three young children, and a wife. By night, she escapes with reading books and writing. In her debut novel, Becky uses humor and true-life experiences to bring her characters to life. She loves all things chick-lit (movies, books, etc.), and wishes she had a British accent. She has recently given up Diet Coke for the fiftieth time and is hopeful this time will last... but it probably won't.
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