Swept Away Valentine’s Day Hop


Welcome to my stop on the Swept Away Valentines Day Blog Hop! I hope you are enjoying checking out what we authors have to offer. If you haven’t stopped at the event page yet, do so here.

February 14, 2013
February 17, 2013 @ midnight.

Make sure
you stop by all the blogs on the list.

As for me and my page, I and so glad you stopped by.

If you aren’t familiar with my work, my book, Unforgettable You, is available now.

One lucky commenter will win a copy of the e-book in the format of your choice. Make sure to leave an email so I can contact you and let you know that you’re the lucky one!

Here’s a little something to tempt you into entering:



Desperate to keep her ailing mother-in-law, Doreen, in the woman’s family home, Carrie Gable has agreed to board a handful of Hollywood’s most elite actors at the manor which is now a bed and breakfast. Despite her resentment of the demands being placed upon her, she can’t help but be taken in by actor Will Walker.
Will, in a last ditch effort to save his failing career, has agreed to a project he has no interest in. The more time he spends with his egotistical co-stars, the more drawn he is their hostess. Long nights spent talking with Carrie about the paths their lives have taken make him realize he’d rather have a simpler life, but his ties to L.A. aren’t quite as willing to let him go.
With the temptation of stardom pulling Will in one direction and the obligation to care for Doreen tugging Carrie in another, the couple struggle to find middle ground and the happiness they were missing until finding each other.


“It must be heart-wrenching to see Doreen fading away like that,” Will said.

Carrie’s face sagged. “It isn’t easy.”

“It’s a lot of work trying to keep up with her.”

“Sometimes,” she said dismissively as she walked to the refrigerator and looked at the menu. She looked at the clock again and laughed bitterly. “Well, I won’t be slow roasting chicken tonight, will I?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“About me?” she asked lightly. “Why?”

“This is a lot for one person to handle.”

“I’m fine.”

“You keep saying that.”

“Because I am.”

“Carrie.” He coaxed gently.

Turning from the fridge, she seemed to plea with her eyes. “What do you want me to say, Will?”

“You can start by telling me how you are doing.”

“How the hell do you think I’m doing?”

He took in the deep creases on her forehead and the puffiness of her eyes. “Not nearly as well as you’d like everyone to believe.”

“Falling apart is not an option right now.”

“Well, burying it isn’t either.”

Carrie opened her mouth as if to argue with him but, after a moment, she stepped back putting space between them. He watched her pull out a Dutch oven and carry it to the sink to fill with water.

Moving to her side, he looked down at her. “Can you just talk to me? Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“What I’m thinking?” she asked and laughed softly. “I’ve spent the last two years pretending that my dead husband is at the grocery store,” she sat the pot on a burner, “returning insane purchases, picking her up from all over the county after she’s driven off to some place that no longer exists, if it ever did exist, but somehow it didn’t seem real until today.”

“The disease—”

“I know,” she said turning to look at him. “I know what it does. But I never really felt it. Pretending Mike is running errands, taking away her access to money, hiding the car keys, it all seemed so ordinary. Laundry? Check. Dishes? Check. Lie to Mama? Check.”

He saw fresh tears shimmering in her eyes before she turned toward the drawer where she’d hidden the knobs for the stove to prevent Mama from turning on the heat.

She tried several times to get the knob in place but it resisted her push, refused to fit. Cursing under her breath, Carrie slammed it down and turned to face him. “I’ve read the books, I’ve done the research, I’ve talked to support groups and doctors, but nothing they said could have possibly prepared me for that,” she said as the tears that had made her eyes shine fell down her cheeks. “Nothing could have prepared me for her not knowing who I am.”

“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he reached out to her. When he wrapped her in his arms, she leaned into him and buried her face in his chest. A sob escaped her causing her shoulders to shake and he soothed her by whispering softly and running his hand over her back.

About marciboudreaux

Marci Boudreaux lives with her husband, two daughters, and their numerous pets. She is a freelance writer appearing monthly in a variety of local magazines as well as a content editor for several small publishing houses. Romance is her preferred reading and writing genre because nothing feels better than falling in love with someone new and her husband doesn't like when she does that in real life. Marci is currently working on her Masters in Publishing because she still has time to sleep.
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14 Responses to Swept Away Valentine’s Day Hop

  1. sharonledwith says:

    Okay, let’s get this party started! I’m hopping aboard this love train for an ‘Unforgettable’ ride! Toot, toot! Best of luck in this hop, Marci! Cheers!

  2. Anca Marincas says:

    Hi, Marci! 🙂 Ever since I met you I was eager to read something from you, so now that there’s a chance to win a copy of your book, I can’t stay away. I like the title of this book, and the blurb and the excerpt make me curious to read more. Hopefully it is my lucky day! I hope you are doing fine. Happy Valentine’s Day! 🙂

  3. Arley Cole says:

    Don’t pick my name for the drawing because I just bought this book!! I’ve been reading the excerpt and am just going to have to read it! It sounds so good.

  4. ritamonette says:

    I hopped on over. Not sure where I go from here. I’ll Tweet and share. 🙂

  5. Vonnie says:

    I’m here too, Marci. Will share. Great that you’ve tackled the problem of dementia which is so prevalent.

  6. ssaradaniel says:

    I love the emotion in your excerpt. Can’t wait to read the rest!

  7. Lizzie says:

    In my TBR que, Marci. Look forward to reading.

  8. Meghan Stith says:

    Thanks for the giveaway! Sometimes I wish I was swept away by someone’s love especially on Valentine’s Day. Being young, I have yet to have the opportunity. If I could choose any man in the world to sweep me away, I would certainly choose Alexander Skarsgard. He’s nice, funny, polite and well educated. If I could pick a fictional man, I would choose Jamie Fraser from “Outlander.” With his rough physicality, loving sensibility, and fierce passion, I know I would be happy for the rest of my life. I wish I could be swept away to New Zealand or Scotland, somewhere beautifully green and primitive.
    Enough with my epic daydreams…
    Happy Valentine’s Day!

    mestith at gmail dot com

  9. Great Blurb and excerpt. I love how much the excerpt tells you about who Carrie is. Great job and best of luck with this one.
    kings_ falcon at yahoo dot com

  10. Veronica says:

    Hope you had a good Valentine’s Day

  11. shadowluvs2read says:

    Thank you for the awesome hop and giveaway!!! 🙂

  12. Thank you all for stopping in. Unfortunately, I’ve been a little under the weather this weekend. Feeling a little better now and will draw for and announce a winner tomorrow!

  13. bn100 says:

    Nice excerpt.


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