Title: Someday, Somehow
Author: Claudia Burgoa
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: October 3, 2019
Blurb
Men and women can be friends.
At least that’s what I’ve been telling myself since George walked into my life.
We bicker as much as we have each other’s backs.
We’re inseparable.
So, she left to find herself and I feel like I can’t breathe without her.
It’s okay, it’s only temporary.
But when she walks back into my life, it’s on the arm of a stranger.
Her fiancé.
Seriously, I just realized I'm in love with her and she's engaged?
I have six weeks to convince George we’re meant to be together—not only in the kitchen or be forced to watch her marry another man.
Time is running out, and soon, she’ll be gone from my life.
I’m risking everything, will that be enough?
Someday, Somehow is a sexy romantic comedy that’s equal parts funny and flirty. Made of Honor clashes with When Harry Met Sally in a sweet and seductive love story of hopeful hearts and second chances. Bring the laughs and the tissues!
Caroline's Review
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A gorgeous story about friendship, family, food, and love that takes place over a period of twelve years.
“After that soul gripping kiss I wonder if we can really be friends.”
When Georgia AKA George Jones meets Agustin for the first time, she thinks he’s a jerk. However, when they meet again, he wins her over with food and the beginnings of friendship, but not before they share a sizzling kiss. Unfortunately, George is in need of friends and, therefore, they move forward in the friend-zone. And, what a beautiful, unswerving friendship they have!
“I don’t know if she realizes how much she means to me. She makes my entire world better, just by existing.”
Agustin AKA Auggie Beltran strives constantly to be worthy of his father’s expectations and his legacy. He has a romantic outlook on life but, ironically, has no time for love. Except for this family, the only person who is a constant in his life is George, and he loves her so much that he encourages her to spread her wings, even though he feels lost without her. Seriously, there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for his best friend.
“There was a reason I couldn’t fall in love with anyone else. My heart already belonged to someone else.”
Honestly, these two were like an old married couple but purely platonic – until one of them wakes up to the fact that what they feel is more than friendship. And, that’s when things start feeling off-kilter. They never seem to be on the same page; their outlook on relationships don’t seem to match. It was beautiful to watch the beginnings and then the growth of their friendship. What Auggie and George had was completely solid and dependable. Unfortunately, not only did Auggie have such a focus on his career goals but he also had a set idea about love and commitment that he was blind to what he had in his life. George was a tough cookie but she had her vulnerable spots. Auggie was pretty much always there to pick her up when she needed him but she made mistakes in her desperation to move on.
This was one slow-burn read – I was sad that it took them so long to wake up to each other (I always feel like this when couples have a huge time span before they get together) but felt so happy when they got their act together.
“A junior invited me,” Megan said excitedly. “It might be the party of the year.”
Party?
It looks like Union Square during New Year’s Eve.
What is everyone waiting for?
This party wasn’t worth the three-mile walk from our dorm to here.
The cheap alcohol tops it all. I didn’t get drunk with the first sip of a screwdriver; I got a massive headache. This isn’t for me. The circle of girls gossiping about everything as they wait to be swooped by some guy—not my scene.
Haven’t we done this for the past twelve hours? Chat about nonsense. This is why I don’t have many friends. I was too busy with my extracurricular activities that I skipped socializing 101. Give me a good book to read. A movie to watch or a marathon on TBS or Nick at Nite to keep me up all night. I suggest we leave, and what does roommate-dearest say in response? “I’ll find you a place to crash.”
The bedroom is dark but clean. I grab a sweatshirt and even a bear I find on the floor. It only takes a few seconds for me to fall asleep. It is quiet, smells of sandalwood and pine, and the sheets are soft.
I miss home.
Everything is going well until the guy from the coffee shop wakes me up. I swear it feels like a dream. A nightmare. But after we talk, I realize he’s not as bad as I thought. He’s one of the good guys but likes to pretend he’s anything but.
His food…who knew eggs could taste this great? In exchange for yet another plate, I could offer to fix the light fixtures. This place is off code.
And there I go, thinking like my father. Instead of teaching me construction, he should’ve taught me how to socialize. I wish my aunts had been around more often during my teenage years. I’d be a little cooler, or at least I’d know how to make friends easily.
Auggie takes the empty plate from my hands and offers me some milk. I nod, that sounds better than whatever they’re serving upstairs.
“It must be hard moving away from all your friends and family,” he says.
I shrug and smile. I don’t make friends easily. Well, actually, I don’t make friends at all. Dad and I have always been on the run. Running to school, running to a construction site, running to tae kwon do, running to the grocery store...
There’s never time to exchange more than a greeting and a weak how are you before I have to go again.
During my spare time I help Dad around the house or at work. If I do the latter, it pays for my knickknacks, and I get to spend time with him.
“It’s just Dad and me,” I remind him.
“Any other family?”
“Mom’s family faded away after she died. Dad’s sisters stepped up, but now they have their own families, so during my teenage years it was just the two of us.” I drink some of the milk he poured me.
“Grandparents?”
“How about you?” I fire back without answering his question. And study him.
He’s not as bad as I thought earlier. In fact, he’s very nice. And good looking. Tall, mussed-up, dark hair, hazel eyes. Black t-shirt hugging his lean and defined muscles. There’s a playful tug at the corner of his mouth, and I see a dimple forming on the left side of his cheek.
He turns me on, but he’s he and well, I’m me.
Author Bio
Claudia is an award-winning, USA Today bestselling author. She lives in Colorado, working for a small IT. She has three children and manages a chaotic household of two confused dogs, and a wonderful husband who shares her love of all things geek. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.
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