Pointe of Pride hits stores tomorrow, May 21st. I’m so proud of this book, and so excited for it to go out into the world and find its people. Those people the ones who like:
- dance movies,
- the "oh my god just kiss already" tension between couples like Anne of Green Gables and Gilbert Blythe, or Lizzie Bennet and Darcy,
- or accurate and sensitive depictions of chronic pain (our heroine has a dysfunctional pelvic floor, like many dancers, and is figuring out what good sex looks like when your options are limited... don't worry, she figures it out and then some),
- books that make you feel like you’ve traveled to the other side of the world—in this case, Sydney—and are eating new foods, seeing new sights, and beaching new beaches
You can buy it in paperback or e-book right here.
What’s this book about, you’re wondering?
The short version: She's a redheaded human hurricane with chronic pain and trust issues, he's uptight and vaguely depressed and struggling to build a new career after ballet. They have a meet-ugly, the opposite of a meet-cute, but find they have to make nice and work together because--surprise!--they're maid of honor and best man, respectively, at their best friends' wedding. Resentful attraction, grudging friendship, sparkling banter, scorching sex, and love ensue.
The long version: Carly Montgomery has only one goal as she arrives in Sydney Australia: Be the world's best maid of honor. And then, when she gets back to New York City, she's going to figure out how to get promoted so she doesn't spend the rest of her ballet career in the corps de ballet playing Peasant Maiden #4.
But the second she steps off the plane, she runs into trouble—and into Nick Jacobs, the most uptight, judgmental, inconveniently attractive man she's ever met. And to their mutual horror, Nick is also in Sydney for a wedding. The same wedding. In which he is the best man.
Carly will do anything for her best friend, including running all over Sydney with Nick—Nick who has his life together, Nick who's made the transition out of ballet into photography so perfectly, Nick who has the most irritatingly sharp cheekbones and stormy blue eyes. And when the director of New York Ballet announces that she'll be making her decision about promotions ahead of schedule, Carly chooses to stay in Sydney, even if it means shelving her pride to ask Nick for help.
Nick Jacobs is coming back to Sydney with a secret . His life in Paris, where he recently retired from ballet, has fallen apart. With no girlfriend and no new career to speak of, Nick can't bear to tell his friends at home the humiliating truth. And after fifteen years dancing overseas, what does home even mean anymore?
Nick doesn't want to team up with Carly Montgomery, a human hurricane who creates chaos every time she walks in the room, but sparring with her makes him feel the most alive he's felt in months. When she asks him for help securing her promotion, he sees an opportunity to kickstart his own flagging career. Looking at Carly through his lens all day starts to change how Nick sees her, and soon, he can't stop staring. Carly's a human hand grenade, but suddenly Nick wouldn't mind pulling the pin.
When she finds out the truth about him, though, the explosion might destroy them both.
I’ll be doing virtual and in-person events in the coming weeks, and some of my favourite romance authors are joining me—I will try to be coherent, but between the newborn and the fangirling over my conversation partners, I make no promises. The line-up is stacked:
I hope to see you at one (or more!) of the events. And I hope you love this book. I really do.
Thanks, as always, for reading,
Chloe.