*~*Love Note: Carrick to Navy – Love, Hate, and Other Lies We Told by Deirdre Riordan Hall*~*

 Let go from her job and feeling lost, Navy Carrington takes a position as coffee-girl at a publicity firm. Their newest client is Carrick Kennely, the former love of her life and her fiercest adversary. She thought she’d let go of the past by playing it safe with book boyfriends—and avoiding frustratingly sexy guys like Carrick.

When Navy’s roommate finds the Boyfriend Book, a silly relic leftover from Navy’s teens, it prompts a dare; Navy is to go on five dates and pick one to be her Valentine. Despite her reservations, she can’t say no, especially if it means proving to herself and Carrick that she can move on.

Navy chronicles her brief romantic entanglements with the Hottie in 7G, the Man-Bun-Barista, the Gym Stud, and the Book Boyfriend who turns out to be a toad—not the kind that when kissed turns into a prince—, on The Boyfriend Book Blog. She doesn’t want to let her readers or herself down, but as Valentine’s Day nears, none of the guys comes close to being her one true love.

Except Carrick. He’s infuriating, attractive, confusing, catnip…and it turns out he has a secret.

With a love letter and a plane ticket in hand, Navy leaves her baggage behind and must decide between love, hate, and the lies she told to protect her fragile heart.

Told with humor and heart, Love, Hate, and Other Lies We Told may appeal to readers who enjoy Alice Clayton, Sally Thorne, and Emily Giffin’s work.

Dear Navy,

You were always my Navybean when you’d show up with dirty knees and grass in your hair, when we’d sit together during carpool, when I watched you weep, wanting nothing more than to hold you close and make all your pain go away.

You were always my Navybean when I pushed you away, when I ran away, when I wanted nothing more than to get away from myself.

You were my courage, my hope, my shining light. You were a late night laugh, a wish on a star, a fantasy to fall asleep by.

You may not have ever thought of me as the romantic type, but every word I’ve ever written was for you. Every petal on every flower. Every chocolate in every box. Every paper doily in the shape of a heart that sticks together… well, you get the picture.

Every gaze I want to be into your eyes. Every kiss I want to be on your lips. Every caress I want to be my hands on your skin. Every latex condom I want to be… well, you get the picture.

If I could do it all over again, I don’t know if I would because now I get to share every perfect moment with you.

Happy Valentine’s Day from your romantic Marine.

Love always,

Carrick