Feb 13

Rumor Has It by Elisabeth Grace

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Rumor Has It Elisabeth Grace-ebooksm2

All publicity is good publicity, right? Unless you’re recent college grad Ellie Wagner and an embarrassing video of you and your boyfriend goes viral. Every man in your life abandons you, but who knew a one-minute clip of your latest doomed relationship would brand you a slut, prevent you from getting your perfect job, and force you to keep doing the one thing you swore you’d never do again…live with your mother.

But staying with mom and her latest boy-toy (is this husband number four or five?) until your life turns around might not be all bad. Especially when you fall – literally – at the feet of a sexy, green-eyed stranger who offers you freedom and a life of luxury on a gold-rimmed platter.

There’s only one little problem – the man of your dreams is none other than Mason Nash, the latest hip-hop star busting up the music charts. Fame and fortune are his calling cards and he’s vying to steal the show on a new reality TV series that will catapult him into mainstream stardom. Hello spotlight.

The man behind the famous persona is perfect for Ellie in every way, but can she overcome the ugly pitfalls that come with Mason’s celebrity status? Or will she be forced to choose between the man she loves and the independent life she longs for? After all, fame and fortune aren’t always what they seem and not all publicity is good publicity…


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“Here you are. Enjoy,” the waiter said as he placed our appetizer on the table between us. I’d convinced Mason to try the raw oysters since he’d never had them before.

“Thank you,” I said to the waiter and then turned my attention to Mason who was staring at the oysters like they were a science experiment gone wrong.

“I don’t know about this,” he said. “There’s a reason I’ve avoided these things for twenty-three years.” He’d grabbed a fork and was pushing against one of the oyster shells like he was trying to see if it was still alive.

I laughed. “Come on. A big tough guy like you afraid of some oysters?”

“How do we go about eating these…things?” He scrunched his nose up and creased his forehead in disgust.

“Here I’ll show you. The easiest way is to take your small fork and move the oyster around in the shell to make sure it’s detached, bring the shell to your lips, tilt your head back and let it slide into your mouth. You might have to kind of suck on it a bit if it doesn’t come in your mouth right away. Then swallow. Like this.” I demonstrated and put the shell back on the plate. “It’s really yummy but it’ll taste a little salty.”

Mason’s eyes were heated and his cheeks flushed. “Forget everything I said about not wanting to try the oysters. I love oysters. My new favorite food. We’re having them every time we’re out together.”

“What?” I asked, not catching on.

“Ellie, that was hot.”


“Can you really not know what it does to a man to watch you explain how you eat an oyster and then demonstrate the process so well?”

I thought back to my explanation. I put my hands over my face when I realized what he was referring to. “Oh my god. I didn’t mean it like that,” I mumbled from underneath my hands.

Mason leaned across the table, grabbed one of my wrists and pulled it away from my face. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you.” He chuckled and I started laughing, too.

Maybe I was too comfortable around him. I needed to start thinking before I spoke. “It’s okay. I can’t believe I didn’t realize what I was saying when the words were coming out of my mouth.”

Mason raised an eyebrow. “You really need to stop saying the word coming if you want to make it to the main course. A man only has so much self-control.”

We both laughed louder than we should have, drawing the attention of some of the other diners.

“Are you going to try it?” I asked when I could catch my breath.

“Let’s give it a go.” Mason was a quick study. He did everything right up until the oyster hit the back of his throat. At that point his face curled up in disgust and he began coughing and gagging. His face went red and he grabbed the napkin off his lap and spit the oyster into it.

I did my best to stifle my laugh. “Not a fan I take it?”

“I’m sorry. They’re just so…gooey. I didn’t expect them to be like that. My throat just refused to open.”

“That’s okay they’re not for everyone,” I said still chuckling a bit.

“I feel like such a pussy.”

“Don’t. They can take some getting used to. Are you sure you don’t want to try another one now that you know what to expect? It’d be a shame to waste them.”

Mason leaned in across the table, cupped my face in his hand and ran his thumb back and forth over my cheek. “Oh, Ellie. You’re going to finish every one of those oysters, and I’m going to Love. Every. Second. Of. It.”


About the author:



I have a soft spot for romance novels with happily ever afters and a HOT spot for alpha males! I currently live outside Toronto, Canada with my hubby, two small children and cat spawned by the devil. Life is busy, but never to busy for a good story and to share my love of reading and writing with others. Things I can tell you that sum me up…I’m a sugar and carb addict, self-professed Gandy Girl, a disaster in the kitchen, a LOVER of all music, I enjoy reality TV and I’m an early riser! When I have a moment to breath you can usually find me typing furiously on the keyboard to get my next story on paper, or curled up reading about someone else’s HEA. The second book in my Limelight series, Picture Perfect, is set to release at the end of March 2014.

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  1. 2

    Thanks for being on the tour! 🙂

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    Elisabeth Grace

    Thanks so much for being a part of the blog tour!!

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