Perfectby Tricia Copeland
Publication date: February 6th, 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
One driven woman. Five passionate paths to the perfect spouse.
Chloe refuses to compromise when it comes to romance and success. Powering through her sophomore-level college business classes, she’s done with the effort of distance-dating her high-school sweetheart. But when he proposes just as she hits it off with a hunky basketball player, she worries following her heart could send her bright future to the bench.
As Chloe matures to become a rising star in the fashion industry, love knocks another four times. But while each potential suitor eventually pops the question, only she knows her ultimate happy ending.
Whose arms will embrace Chloe when she chooses her forever man?
Perfect is a standalone clean contemporary romance. If you like tender moments, lighthearted comedy, and endings you choose yourself, then you’ll adore Tricia Copeland’s option-filled tale. Buy Perfect to pick your ideal walk down the aisle today!
Excerpt:
“You’re quiet. What’s wrong?” Bree glances at me and back to the windshield as she stops with a jerk in our parking space.
“Just tired.” I pull the handle and push my shoulder against the door. Heaving my pack to my shoulders, I meet her in front of the car.
She hooks an arm in mine as we walk to the apartment building entrance. “I usually can’t shut you up. Talk to me. What’s going on?”
“I miss Adam. It’s been a month since we’ve seen each other. I don’t know if I can do this anymore.”
“What do you mean? Stay here or stay with him?”
“I love him, and we’re miserable apart. But we’ve got two more years of school.”
“Only two more weeks till summer break.” She skips ahead of me and presses the elevator button. “Let’s do a girls’ movie night. We’ll order pizza and eat popcorn.”
We evaluate movie and takeout options on the elevator ride. She complains that I always want to watch Titanic, and I veto her hamburger dive restaurant choice. Reaching our floor, we wind through the maze of halls. As I make the last turn, I stop short.
Sweeping his bangs from in front of his blue eyes, he stands.
“Adam?”
“It’s about time!” Crossing to me, he picks me up and twirls me around.
I step out of his embrace. “What are you doing here?”
He slides a page from his back pocket and holds it out to me. “I just picked up this.”
I take the sheet and unfold it. Adam Stephen Hamilton Schedule for Fall Semester, the top reads.
“You’re going to school here?” My mouth hangs open.
“I hope that’s okay!”
“Of course. It’s amazing!”
“Well, in that case, I have something else.” He drops to one knee and slides a box from his pocket. “Chloe Hahn Pham, will you marry me?”
I look to Bree, who shrugs, and then back to him, barely able to process what is happening. My breath catches in my throat. “I—”
His eyebrows shoot up. “I’m sorry. You know I’m not great with stuff like this. Maybe I should have made a sign or had music, or something. If this is too soon—”
“No. I was going to say I love you. Yes. It’s perfect!”
“Just tired.” I pull the handle and push my shoulder against the door. Heaving my pack to my shoulders, I meet her in front of the car.
She hooks an arm in mine as we walk to the apartment building entrance. “I usually can’t shut you up. Talk to me. What’s going on?”
“I miss Adam. It’s been a month since we’ve seen each other. I don’t know if I can do this anymore.”
“What do you mean? Stay here or stay with him?”
“I love him, and we’re miserable apart. But we’ve got two more years of school.”
“Only two more weeks till summer break.” She skips ahead of me and presses the elevator button. “Let’s do a girls’ movie night. We’ll order pizza and eat popcorn.”
We evaluate movie and takeout options on the elevator ride. She complains that I always want to watch Titanic, and I veto her hamburger dive restaurant choice. Reaching our floor, we wind through the maze of halls. As I make the last turn, I stop short.
Sweeping his bangs from in front of his blue eyes, he stands.
“Adam?”
“It’s about time!” Crossing to me, he picks me up and twirls me around.
I step out of his embrace. “What are you doing here?”
He slides a page from his back pocket and holds it out to me. “I just picked up this.”
I take the sheet and unfold it. Adam Stephen Hamilton Schedule for Fall Semester, the top reads.
“You’re going to school here?” My mouth hangs open.
“I hope that’s okay!”
“Of course. It’s amazing!”
“Well, in that case, I have something else.” He drops to one knee and slides a box from his pocket. “Chloe Hahn Pham, will you marry me?”
I look to Bree, who shrugs, and then back to him, barely able to process what is happening. My breath catches in my throat. “I—”
His eyebrows shoot up. “I’m sorry. You know I’m not great with stuff like this. Maybe I should have made a sign or had music, or something. If this is too soon—”
“No. I was going to say I love you. Yes. It’s perfect!”
Author Bio:
Award-winning author Tricia Copeland grew up in Georgia but now lives outside the mile-high city of Denver, Colorado with her husband, three kids, and multiple four legged and finned friends. An avid runner, hopeless romantic, and paranormal fan, she also enjoys hiking, trivia, and Scrabble.
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