Wednesday, 24 September 2014
By: Hilary Grossman
Releasing September 14th, 2014
For every girl who wondered if she should love him or dump him.....
For every girl who listened to her heart instead of her friends advice....
For every girl who l wondered if she was wasting her time dating that guy....
She had gotten used to dating the commitment-phobic Marc, thirteen years her senior. They had a great relationship--why rush into things? She saw no need to pressure him for marriage, believing that when the time was right, he would propose. But after they had been together for four years, their friends decided to take matters into their own hands, pushing Marc to propose and making Hilary realize how much she really did want to marry the man that she loved. Unfortunately, Marc still wasn't ready--and their friends' meddling in the form of a faux engagement party led to a disastrous New Year's Eve that brought their relationship to an inevitable turning point.
For anyone who has ever dated a commitment-phobe, who has found their patience wearing thin with the one they love, or who has sat around wondering if he is ever going to pop the question while trying to remain the very picture of patience and grace, Hilary's humorous and honest story will hit home.
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“Oh, don’t worry. I had no intention of ever calling him again. And I think he knew it. If my mumbling ‘yeah right’ when he told me to call him didn’t give him a clue, then it was my demeanor when I left the house. I was cold as ice, and hurt as hell. There is no doubt in my mind that as I pulled out of the driveway he realized he really blew it. But I did well, I didn’t cry until I was safely alone in my car.”
“Well, that’s good. I’m glad he didn’t see you cry.”
“I had no desire to go home and sit by myself. Nor did I have any desire to reach to a friend and try to make spur-of-the-minute plans. I didn’t want to tell anyone what happened, nor did I want anyone’s advice. I am tired of everyone telling me I am crazy for dealing with his shit. So I drove to a shoe store halfway between my house and his, and wandered around. I was there for about a minute, when I called my mother, hysterical. The poor lady, she was at a wedding, and she was trying to console me!
“Your poor mom,” Jaye answered. I knew she could relate—her son is my age, and she has shared in his dating dramas.
“She didn’t know what to do or what to tell me. She kept reminding me she was at a wedding, which didn’t really help my emotional state, if you know what I mean.”
“Yeah, I can understand,” Jaye grinned.
“So I got mad at her and hung up. I wandered around the store for a few minutes, barely able to see past my rage. Now, you know I am really upset when a new pair of shoes can’t lift my spirits.”
“Oh, yes. Usually retail therapy solves your problems,” Jaye said. “But enough about shoes, what happened next?”
Hilary Grossman dated a guy so commitment-phobic that she was able to write a book about their relationship. She has an unhealthy addiction to denim and shoes. She loves to find humor in everyday life. And she likens life to a game of dodgeball - she tries to keep many balls in the air before they smack her in the face. When she isn't writing or blogging she is the CFO of a beverage alcohol importer. She lives on Long Island.
Posted by I Read Far Too Many Romance Books at 13:34