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MY BEST FRIEND’S MARDI GRAS WEDDING (Boys of the Bayou #1) by Erin Nicholas-Review and Excerpt Tour

MY BEST FRIEND’S Mardi Gras WEDDING

Boys of the Bayou

by Erin Nicholas

Release Date: April 9, 2019

Style: grownup, modern, romance,

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ABOUT THE BOOK: Release Date April 9, 2019

Josh Landry is among the hottest bartenders in New Orleans. He’s proven many a feminine vacationer that issues are undoubtedly massive and straightforward down here.

And he’s now been celibate for a yr. Because he finally met her.

Sure, her. The One.

But, after nothing more than a scorching goodnight kiss and a promise to satisfy up again subsequent yr in the event that they’re each nonetheless , she went residence to Iowa.

It’s been an extended yr.

However now it’s Mardi Gras again and he’s ready for his happily ever after.

If she exhibits up.

***

Oh, she exhibits up. For her greatest good friend’s wedding ceremony.

But Tori is a horrible bridesmaid as a result of all she will take into consideration is her knight-in-shining-Mardi-Gras-beads from final yr.

Properly, and since she by chance lays a scorching kiss on her BFF.

Aka, the groom.

Sadly, no one believes that it was a case of mistaken id. So, now she has to convince everybody she has no intention of ruining the wedding. She’s going to wish a crazy-about-her boyfriend ASAP. Even when he’s simply faking it.

Properly there’s only one other individual she knows in Louisiana…

Josh is all in. The truth is, he’s thrilled. And he’s not faking anything.

However the groom isn’t faking his case of cold ft both.

And now Tori may need a option to make.

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REVIEW: MY BEST FRIEND’S MARDI GRAS WEDDING is the primary instalment in Erin Nicholas’ modern, grownup BOYS OF THE BAYOU erotic, romance collection, a spin-off from the writer’s BOYS OF THE BIG EASY collection. This is bartender/bouncer and Bayou tour boat operator Josh Landry, and twenty-eight yr previous veterinarian Dr. Victoria ‘Tori’ Kramer’s story line. MY BEST FRIEND’S MARDI GRAS WEDDING could be learn as a stand alone. It isn’t essential to have read the previous collection.

Advised from twin third individual perspectives (Tori and Josh) MY BEST FRIEND’S MARDI GRAS WEDDING follows the second probability, building relationship between bartender/bouncer and Bayou tour boat operator Josh Landry, and twenty-eight yr previous veterinarian Dr. Victoria ‘Tori’ Kramer. Approximately one yr earlier, in the course of the Mardi Gras celebrations in New Orleans, Louisiana Josh Landry met and fell exhausting for Tori Kramer, a veterinarian from Iowa however a lady who had shortly stolen his heart. With a promise to satisfy one yr later, Tori went residence but Josh never forgot concerning the one which obtained method. Fast ahead to current day wherein Tori has returned to New Orleans for her greatest pal’s wedding ceremony, a return she hopes will reunite lengthy, misplaced loves. Enter Josh Landry, the person with whom Tori will fall in love. What ensues is the rekindling relationship between Josh and Tori, and the potential fall-out because the New Orlean’s wedding ceremony plans spiral uncontrolled.

Tori Kramer’s greatest good friend Andrew believes himself to be guardian and protector of our story line heroine. With Andrew’s wedding ceremony solely days away, Tori begins to fall hopelessly in love with a man she met one yr earlier but a man Andrew struggles to simply accept or defend. Josh Landry knows Tori Kramer is his happily ever after however her greatest good friend Andrew continues to run interference at each opportunity.

The relationship between Tori and Josh is considered one of second possibilities (of a types); a rekindling romance between two individuals separated by distance and obligations. Josh is decided to make Tori his personal including proving he’s worthy of her happily ever after. The $ex scenes are intimate and passionate without using excessive, sexually graphic language and text.

We’re introduced to a large ensemble forged of colourful secondary and supporting characters together with Tori’s greatest pal Andrew, and his fiancé Paisley, and a number of other members of the bridal social gathering; Josh’s NOLA extended Landry household, buddies and business partners: Owen, Kennedy and Sawyer: their father Jeremiah, grandpa Leo, grandma Ellie, cousin Mitch; and Aunt Cora.

The world constructing continued to give attention to the building relationship between Tori and Josh; Tori and Andrew’s friendship but in addition appeared at the Landry household dynamics, their friendships, love and loss. I am wanting forward to their tales. The family tales are fun and exciting.

MY BEST FRIEND’S MARDI GRAS WEDDING is a narrative of household, friendship, second possibilities and love. The premise is partaking and fascinating; the romance is attractive and spicy; the characters are charismatic, sassy and spirited. MY BEST FRIEND’S MARDI GRAS WEDDING is an lively and heart warming story.

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Reviewed by Sandy

Thirty minutes earlier, two blocks away…Tori was alleged to be the Greatest Man. If she was, she can be having drinks at some place referred to as Trahan’s proper now. Tori didn’t even care what they served there, solely that it might be off Bourbon Road. And she or he’d be talking to Andrew and his associates. And not babysitting Paisley and her buddies. All of whom made Tori need to stab her eardrums with the tiny colored plastic swords that have been skewered via the pineapple chunks at the prime of their drinks. Correction—all of whom made her feel like somebody was stabbing her eardrums with tiny plastic swords. The themes of their conversations have been dangerous enough—how might anybody speak this much about footwear?—however the speaking also by no means stopped. After which there was the guffawing. And the squealing. Holy shit, the squealing.It acquired louder and more frequent the more of the icy, pink and inexperienced drinks the women consumed. Andrew owed her massive time.It was fascinating that the guy from out of town was celebrating off Bourbon, while the woman who had grown up in New Orleans was the one getting shit-faced on the infamous social gathering road. Paisley struck Tori as extra the mint-juleps-on-the-front-porch sort than the doing-shots-and-flashing-her-boobs-for-beads sort. But she’d turn into that second sort tonight. On Tori’s watch. Thanks, Andrew. No less than he was going to be the one coping with Paisley’s puking later. And her hangover tomorrow. Tori couldn’t think about the Southern princess hungover. Yikes.Tori took a tiny sip of the pink concoction she held. And grimaced. She was a beer woman, when she drank in any respect. This was, clearly, meant to be consumed shortly and after a number of other drinks. However this was a type of locations on Bourbon. It had the neon-on-steroids lights, the crowds of individuals, the overpriced-but-loaded-with-liquor drinks in collectible glasses that you simply’d by no means need to see once more after spending the early morning hours kneeling subsequent to the toilet.What the hell have been they doing here? Paisley was a rich woman. Stylish. A loud, screeching squeal went up from the herd of women standing a couple of ft away and Tori rolled her eyes. Stylish-ish. Apparently Paisley didn’t exit partying like this together with her associates regularly, and the rum and lights and festive environment have been getting to her. And, in fact, the fact that individuals stored pinning greenback bills to her chest. It was a practice, apparently, that when you noticed a bride during her bachelorette social gathering within the Quarter, you pinned cash to the little clip she wore on her shirt. Or, in Paisley’s case, the very low-cut, tightly fit, strapless gown she wore. Oh, and then there have been the masks. The masks have been such a huge part of Mardi Gras that Paisley’s girlfriends had insisted they all wear them tonight. They have been meant to obscure your id and make it simpler to only let go and enjoy every little thing crazy and sinful.Paisley’s was a vibrant pink, glittery thing that matched her gown—together with the sequins—and coated all the things however her mouth. No one would know she was the daughter of Robert Darbonne, the previous and very beloved Mayor of New Orleans and a present United States Senator. It was the primary purpose that Paisley’s father had agreed to let her take the bachelorette get together right down to Bourbon tonight. Her mom thought a tasteful cocktail social gathering can be more applicable. In order that they have been doing that. Too. Tomorrow night time. But Paisley’s bridesmaids—minus Tori—had insisted on taking her to Bourbon for a standard bachelorette social gathering. For higher or worse.Paisley had grown up in the Garden District of New Orleans in an actual, honest-to-God mansion on St. Charles Road, the only youngster of her politician father and nationally renowned neurosurgeon mother. Paisley was a princess. At the least as far as Tori might tell. She dressed the half with a lot of designer labels and flashy types. She definitely acted the part too, making plenty of calls for and clearly anticipating individuals to ask “how high” even earlier than she stated to jump. She was probably the most spoiled individual Tori had ever met.And she or he was marrying Tori’s greatest good friend, Andrew. In 4 days.Tori was in New Orleans, a part of the bridal get together for a lady she barely knew and didn’t like, for a whole week-long wedding ceremony extravaganza. And the Darbonne family didn’t do “nontraditional” things like letting a lady be the groom’s first attendant. So Tori was the ninth bridesmaid—the last bridesmaid—standing up on Paisley’s aspect of the aisle. Tori took a much bigger drink of the strawberry slush in her hand—and immediately regretted it—as Paisley stuck her chest out for a gaggle of men to pin payments to her gown and provides her congratulations. Although “congratulations” really sounded rather a lot like “how about I make you wish you were staying single.” Tori wished Paisley was staying single. That was for positive. Not that anyone—especially Andrew—knew that. As far as he knew, Tori was completely happy for him and his bride-to-be. That was principally because of the truth that Tori and Andrew didn’t typically see each other in individual. He’d been dwelling in Louisiana and she or he’d been in Iowa for the previous six years. Tori sighed as she considered how things had modified between them. That was why she’d been so pleased that he’d needed her to be a part of his wedding ceremony. “You’re my oldest friend, Tori. You know me in a way no one else does. Of course you need to be a part of my wedding.” Those phrases have been why she’d stated sure to standing up at a marriage she didn’t really need to happen. She didn’t have a number of close associates and none like Andrew, who she’d recognized since kindergarten and who had all the time appreciated her regardless of her weirdness.She missed him. Andrew had grown up subsequent door to her, literally, and she or he couldn’t keep in mind a time when she’d gone greater than a day without speaking to him even once they have been each at Iowa State. It wasn’t till he’d gone to regulation faculty at Tulane that they began to speak much less. She’d been in vet faculty, in order that they’d each been working arduous and the time between telephone calls had stretched, typically to a couple of weeks at a time. Nevertheless it had been okay. Principally. That they had texting and Snapchat and Skype. Until he’d met Paisley. She’d swept him off his ft. A political science main, Andrew knew all about Paisley’s father, and the promise of a dinner with the famous, mostly-beloved Louisiana politician who they’d been courting to run for President—sure, of america—had been more than sufficient to get Andrew wrapped round Paisley’s dainty, perfectly manicured finger. He hadn’t come again from that first dinner because the Andrew Tori knew.“Oh my God, Paisley!” Jenna, one among Paisley’s bridesmaids, exclaimed as she completed her drink. “This is the most fun ever!”Tori felt her eye twitching. The women have been loving this due to the attention they have been getting. Tori guessed that bachelorette events all the time received lots of attention from the lads on Bourbon. Where else might you discover whole herds of younger, lovely, tipsy ladies who have been out for nothing however a great time?Oh yeah, just about anyplace else in New Orleans on some other day of some other week.Tori virtually took another sip of her drink, however then remembered that she hated every little thing concerning the slushy pink mixture of…no matter. She lowered it and sighed as she watched Paisley take a look at her telephone, grin extensively, after which show it to her pals. Andrew had just texted her a photograph of him making a kissy face.What the hell had happened to Tori’s greatest good friend?Paisley was precisely the other of every part Tori would have expected Andrew to fall for. She spent extra time on her hair than Tori spent going from waking as much as strolling out the door. Paisley had studied early childhood improvement in school however had no intention of educating. Or working with youngsters in any respect. She was clearly educated and intent on being a politician’s spouse. And, perhaps worst of all—no, undoubtedly worst of all—Paisley didn’t like animals. She stated she was allergic to each canine and cats, however Tori thought it was really more that she was a horrible individual.Tori again lifted her glass, thought for a second about just chugging it so she’d no less than have some liquor in her system, opened her mouth, and then thought better of it. She lowered the glass again. Dammit, she needed a beer. She by no means thought individuals have been terrible. She didn’t like every individual she’d ever met, in fact, but principally she gave individuals the good thing about the doubt and…prevented them as a lot as attainable.Animals really have been superior to individuals, in virtually each sense, and spending her days taking good care of all the things from cats to cows, and even one alpaca, made Tori exceedingly completely happy.She watched Paisley’s buddies gather round her for a selfie. They didn’t ask her to hitch in and she or he had no want to. She knew that Paisley was placing up together with her because of Andrew.No, scratch that. She knew that Paisley absolutely didn’t want her here. Why Andrew had advised Tori that, she had no concept. Why he thought that she and Paisley should hang out tonight, she had no concept. Didn’t Andrew know Tori higher than this?The 2 ladies had absolutely nothing—aside from Andrew, she supposed—in widespread. That had been painfully clear when Tori had come to go to Andrew for Mardi Gras final yr. Things had been tense and cool between the women, and Tori had ended up spending a number of time alone whereas Paisley monopolized Andrew as in the event that they didn’t see each other each single day. In fact, that had led Tori to Bourbon Road on Fat Tuesday final March, which had led her to Bourbon O, the bar five blocks from the place she was right now, which had led her to Josh Landry. So she ought to in all probability be grateful to Paisley.Tori sighed once more, however fortunately—perhaps wistfully—this time.Tonight was Mardi Gras. The night time. The one night time she actually cared about being in New Orleans. The night time she was supposed to satisfy Josh Landry again at Bourbon O. If she needed to. If he needed to. In the event that they have been nonetheless considering of each other. And dammit, she needed to.She was undoubtedly still considering of him, and when Andrew had introduced that he and Paisley have been getting married the weekend after Mardi Gras and requested her to return, Tori had instantly decided to return for the pageant and stay for the week-long extravaganza that was going to be Paisley Darbonne’s wedding ceremony. Not Andrew and Paisley’s wedding ceremony. This factor was all concerning the bride.Most girls had in the future. Perhaps a weekend. Not Princess Paisley. The week earlier than the wedding was full of actions and meals and tours all designed to make the marriage in her hometown into something of a destination wedding ceremony for all the Iowa visitors. Tori hadn’t gotten to New Orleans till right now, but she would have waited and proven up on Friday if it wasn’t for Josh Landry.And now she was 5 blocks away from the place they’d agreed to satisfy up. Just the fact that Josh had instructed this had been making her coronary heart pound for almost a yr. Each time she thought of it, anyway. It wasn’t like she considered him always. Just a few times. Day by day. However this type of stuff didn’t occur in her life. Her life was very…regular. Aside from the occasional set of bovine twins or an injured mare, there were only a few dramatic flares in Tori’s life.So what the hell was she doing even fascinated by operating down Bourbon Road to the bar where she’d first met Josh? They’d only spent about six hours together complete and that hadn’t even been suddenly. She’d sat throughout the bar from him as he worked for 2 nights. The first had solely been for about an hour. The second had been for five hours. Five hours that had flown by. They’d solely talked. And laughed. However, as she was leaving each night time, he’d come after her. And kissed her. The most effective kisses of her life.Significantly. They have been easily the perfect 4 out of the twenty-three she’d had. And then he’d asked her to return back a yr later. After two nights of just speaking. And four superb kisses. That had all been sufficient to get him to ask her to return back. That was just…wow.And she or he was proper right here, in any case. On Bourbon Road. On Mardi Gras. She might just pop in and see if he was there. He was perhaps even working tonight. “Victoria!”She cringed as Paisley referred to as to her throughout the bar. Paisley refused to name her Tori, regardless of how many occasions Tori informed her to.“Yes?”“You have to go and stall Andrew, okay?”It wasn’t an enormous place. Why did the woman assume she wanted to yell like that? Tori moved around the group of people between her and the perky blonde socialite with the hope that if she was standing closer to her, Paisley would lower her voice a bit of. “Stall him?” Tori asked. “Yeah, the girls and I are heading to the Hustler store,” Paisley stated. Loudly. “But we’re supposed to meet them in like ten minutes. I need a little more time.” She winked from behind her pink sequined masks with the tiny bit of tulle hooked up like a veil to at least one nook. Properly, serving to Paisley select sex toys or lingerie for her and Andrew was not on Tori’s To-Do record tonight and hell yes, she’d love an excuse to satisfy up with the blokes somewhere apart from the craziness of Bourbon Road. She’d enjoyed it final yr. It had been a part of the whole I’m-so-not-in-Iowa-anymore whirlwind she’d experienced. But Paisley had insisted that Andrew needed to attend her grandmother’s family dinner. Family solely. Ignored and pissed off that she’d almost had to promote a kidney to afford her lodge room on Canal Road, Tori had stubbornly headed to the French Quarter on her personal. It was freaking Mardi Gras. She wasn’t going to take a seat in her lodge room alone. However as soon as she’d stepped out onto the loopy, loud, crowded, holy-crap-there’s-nothing-in-Iowa-like-this road, she’d had a mini panic assault. It wasn’t protected. What the hell was she doing? So she’d ducked into the first place that had no neon in its windows. Bourbon O. She’d taken a seat at the bar and ordered a drink as she pulled her telephone out to search for an area taxi firm. Then she’d seemed up and met Josh Landry’s gaze. He’d grinned at her. And she or he’d put her telephone away. And now, right here she was in New Orleans on Mardi Gras again…and irritated on Bourbon due to Paisley again.But when she went and found Josh, he’d make her grateful for the flip of events yet again. She couldn’t assist that thought. Her journey to New Orleans had turned out to be superb final time. Perhaps it might be again.“I will definitely go find Andrew,” Tori stated, setting her glass down and pulling her telephone out to seek out out where Andrew was.“Oh, they’re on their way to Bourbon O,” Paisley stated. “It’s just up the street.”Tori lifted her head and stared at her. She would have had Paisley repeat the identify of the bar if the other woman wasn’t utterly incapable of speaking softly. Tori had not misheard her. Andrew was on his approach to the very place Tori needed to be. “Great. I’ll meet them there.” She tucked her telephone into her again denims pocket, her heart thundering.This was an amazing probability for slightly time together with her greatest pal. She’d are available that morning and had been promptly caught up in getting settled at the plantation—in fact Paisley was having her wedding ceremony at a plantation—after which heading for Bourbon.Tori and Andrew hadn’t had any alone time simply to talk in over a yr. Even once they received on the telephone together, Paisley was there within the background. So yeah, she and Andrew needed a while alone to catch up and speak. And, yes, Tori wanted to listen to and see in his eyes that he actually needed to marry Paisley. However she was going to be assembly him at Bourbon O. The place Josh Landry may be working behind the bar. And if he was, and she or he walked in, he’d assume she was there for him.And she or he can be. She undoubtedly can be.Would he be comfortable to see her? Shocked? Would he keep in mind her?Out of the blue her abdomen plummeted right down to someplace round her pinky toe. Why had it never occurred to her that Josh won’t even keep in mind her? However that was very potential. The man met a whole lot of people every single weekend. And the man was clearly a player. What have been the probabilities she was the one out-of-towner that he’d charmed and laughed with? What number of occasions had he used that suggestion to ship a lady off with a tender smile and thoughts of how romantic and superb he was?However dammit…now she couldn’t not go to Bourbon O. Andrew can be there. And even when Paisley hadn’t despatched Tori to satisfy him, she needed the prospect for a couple of minutes alone with him. Within the chaotic sea of people on Bourbon Road.“How long do you think it will take Andrew to get to Bourbon O?” Tori requested Paisley.She shrugged. “Trahan’s is several blocks over, and with this crowd? It could be a while.” She giggled. “But getting up to Hustler is going to take us some time too.”Okay, so it’d take Andrew some time. Whereas Tori was simply five blocks away. Positive, she’d should get by means of the gang too, however she had a number of blocks head begin. Which meant, she might pop in there, see if Josh was working, see if he acknowledged her and if he acted thrilled…or like a serial killer stalker had just proven up…after which duck back out if it was the latter. She might catch Andrew on the sidewalk and speak him into one other bar as an alternative.With a deep breath, she stepped out onto the sidewalk and began down Bourbon without another look at Paisley. It was sluggish going for positive. Tori scowled as she jerked back to avoid a man’s elbow and a set of beads flying from somewhere overhead. Then she was hit right within the cheek with a strand of pink beads the colour of Paisley’s gown and mask tonight. Tori frowned up on the balcony filled with drunk frat guys. No, she wasn’t going to point out them her boobs. Or anyone else her boobs. Until it was Josh Landry.

New York Occasions and USA In the present day bestselling writer Erin Nicholas has been writing romances virtually so long as she’s been studying them. So far, she’s written over thirty attractive, modern novels which were described as “toe-curling,” “enchanting,” “steamy,” and “fun.” She adores reluctant heroes, imperfect heroines, and fortunately ever afters.

Erin lives within the Midwest, where she enjoys spending time together with her husband (who only needs to learn the intercourse scenes in her books), her youngsters (who will never read the sex scenes in her books), and her family and associates (who claim to be “shocked” by the intercourse scenes in her books).

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