Paris Adieu by Rozsa Gaston

Paris Adieu is a coming-of-age tale of life lessons, romance and self-empowerment all wrapped in the sights, sounds and smells of Paris.

The first time Ava Fodor visits Paris as a nineteen-year-old au pair, she has no idea who she is. Paris introduces Ava to the type of woman she’d like to become. Her French boyfriend introduces her to the concept of being comfortable in her own skin. If only she knew how… When she gets into Yale, she returns home, but four years later she’s back for an encounter with a Frenchman that awakens her to womanhood. If only she could stay… Five years later, Ava returns to Paris as a singer/pianist. She meets Arnaud, a foreign correspondent, who captures her heart, but tortures her with long absences. While he’s away, she throws herself into songwriting where she achieves an authenticity she doesn’t feel onstage. With the help of Arnaud’s childhood friend Pierre, who appreciates Ava in a way Arnaud doesn’t, Ava takes the reins of her own future. Armed with the lessons Paris has taught her, she bids adieu to Arnaud, Pierre and her very first love—the City of Light. But will the one man who truly understands her follow?

Paris Adieu is Part I of The Ava Series: Ava Fodor’s journey of self discovery, continued in Black is Not a Color.

SKU: B0096PPMTE Category: Romance Tags: contemporary romance, new adult, sexy, steamy romance

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Her books include The Ava Series: Paris Adieu, Part I and Black is Not a Color, Part II, Budapest Romance, Running from Love, Dog Sitters and Lyric. Her upcoming novel is Sense of Touch, a fictionalized story of Anne of Brittany and Queen of France. Visit her at www.rozsagaston.com.

What inspired you to write your book?

The inspiration for Paris Adieu is the plump, frizzy-haired nineteen-year-old girl I once was, who went to Paris as an au pair and discovered I didn’t need to be anything other than who I was to be fabulous. Okay, I’m still working on it… If you’re working on being fabulous too, read my book.

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“What do you need?” he asked.
“Nothing.”
“What do you want?”
A more interesting question.
“Everything,” I replied. Might as well set up his expectations now. He would be both demanding and generous. I had never learned how to ask for what I wanted. With him I vowed I would.
He laughed softly. Then his lips found a place behind my ear and under my hair. After his lips, his teeth.
“Ahh,” I exhaled.
“Ça te plaît? — that pleases you?”
“Yes.” The lock of his hair still in my hand, I pulled hard. “Do you like that?”
“Yesss.” His response came out like a hiss. In the Garden of Eden we frolicked with the serpent. Would he hold it against me one day if I played tough with him? Yes, most likely. But there was no other way to play with Arnaud de Saint Cyr. If I didn’t play tough, I’d be played. Or dangled and discarded. I’d dated good-looking, arrogant men before. It was much more complicated than dating average ones. One had to be meaner to them than one wished to be. Otherwise they’d be mean to you. This one had the added advantage of being French. The only way to handle the situation was to ramp up my American freshness and charm. Being from Manhattan increased my advantage times ten. I would work it.
Eons later, we rose from the bench and made our way back to Place de la Bastille. In random alleyways and at dark street corners we took turns pushing each other up against walls, kissing deeply then backing off without a word. It was as if we both understood perfectly the game we played.