Blog Tour- Confetti & Confusion - 22/7/18

Blog Tour 

Confetti & Confusion

(The Paradise Cookery School series) 

By Daisy James

On my blog today I have the pleasure of sharing with you.......

Confetti & Confusion 

I would like to thank Ellie Pitcher at Canelo and Daisy James for inviting me on the 

blog tour.

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Book Information 

Title: Confetti & Confusion

Author Name: Daisy James

Previous Books (if applicable): Sunshine & Secrets

Genre: Women’s Fiction, Romance

Release Date: 9th July 2018

Publisher: Canelo

The Paradise Cookery School is officially open!

Stepping in for a celebrity chef, Millie Harper is feeling the pressure to make the first ever Paradise Cookery School classes a dazzling success and ensure that bride-to-be Imogen and friends have an unforgettable experience.

Meanwhile, Millie is trying to play it cool around handsome estate manager Zach Barker. But whenever he is near Millie cannot fail to notice the chemistry between them – until someone from Zach’s past arrives and any potential romance seems out of the question.

When disaster strikes and the wedding is in jeopardy, Millie realises she may have to go above and beyond to make sure the school is a success. Can Millie manage to create a day that dreams are made of, and will she find a way to tell Zach how she feels?

Allow yourself to be transported to the balmy St Lucian sunshine by his uplifting summer read – perfect for fans of Jenny Oliver and Sarah Morgan

Links to Book:

Amazon (UK)

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Google Books (UK)

Apple Books (UK)

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My Review 

5☆ Loving this Scrumptious Series so far!

Confetti & Confusion is the second book in The Paradise Cookery School Series. I was thrilled to be back reading this instalment and being back in St Lucia with Millie.

Once again a word of warning.... Do Not Read This Book on an Empty Tummy!!
It will make your tummy rumble! Especially if your a chocoholic like me!

So we're back with Millie and the Paradise Cookery School is now open for business. With Millie helping out with the classes for celebrity Chef Claudia.

So what better way to kick off the classes then with a hen party and bride to be Imogen. I mean what could possibly go wrong!

I am absolutely loving this scrumptious series so far!
There is plenty of Drama, mishaps, mayhem, old flames, romance, a wedding, yummy food, laugh out loud moments, Chocolate and Cake, a gorgeous location, i just want to pack my suitcase and jet off to The Paradise Cookery School.

This is a Fabulous short read that will leave you hungry and wanting more. The characters are perfectly written, witty, loveable and fun.

I love Daisy James's Books she always makes me smile, laugh out loud , feel good, leaving me wanting to read more. Her characters are always so warm and relatable. She is definitely one of my Favourite Authors.

This Instalment can be read as a standalone but there is so much drama, mishaps and humour in the first book it sets the whole scene for Confetti and Confusion.

If you are looking for your next summer cosy feel good read. Then pick up a copy of Confetti & Confusion by Daisy James it will leave you smiling, warm and hungry!
Enjoy! 

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Sneak Peek Excerpt

Chapter Four

An hour later, Ella and Millie waved goodbye to the wedding party, all of whom were in high spirits. Everyone had enjoyed their chosen activities that day and the conversation had been animated, with Alex and Greg vying for bragging rights for the best quad bike rider, causing Imogen and Carla to roll their eyes in amusement.

Zach offered to give Ella a lift down the hill to Soufrière where she intended to meet up with Henri for dinner, and at last Millie was alone. She slipped off her shoes, grabbed a beer, and went to sit on the edge of the pool, her toes floating in the cool water. Darkness had fallen but the atmosphere was still humid. All around her, the eternal soundtrack of the tropical rainforest chirped and squawked and scuttled as the nocturnal animals went about their business. She tipped her head back and inhaled the exotic perfume of the fallen lemons, crushed underfoot, mingled with jasmine and something altogether earthier.

A wave of contentment rippled through her body as she appreciated her good fortune at being in such an idyllic place, doing what she loved most with people who were happy to be there. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought she would ever find herself relaxing by a Caribbean pool, thanking the director of her fate for her blessings, and yet, here she was.

Suddenly, she wanted to share her good fortune with someone, so instead of retiring early for the night like she did yesterday, she decided to take a walk to the wooden lodge at the other side of the cocoa plantation that Zach called home. She checked her watch. He should be back from dropping Ella off by now. She collected her shoes, grabbed a bottle of red wine and a torch, and made her way along the path that wound through the cocoa palms from the villa to the cabin.

As Millie drew closer to the lodge, the ambient calm of the night was rudely interrupted by the buzz of a chain saw. She slowed her pace, not wanting to alarm Zach by her approach and cause an accident, until she came to a stop just beyond the clearing where his temporary home was located. Amber light flooded the area where Zach was busy working, the chain saw sending chips of wood and sawdust into the air like confetti at a wedding. She saw that he was working on sculpting a thick tree trunk into a sort of rustic bench. He worked in a controlled and precise manner, pausing to flick up the visor of his safety helmet to check his progress before resuming his careful carving.

The whine of the saw stopped again. She watched Zach reach for a bottle of water and empty the contents into his mouth, his Adam’s apple bobbing rhythmically at his throat as he gulped down the drink. For the first time, Millie noticed he had removed his shirt and a spasm of desire shot into her chest and travelled southwards. Zach wiped his lips with the back of his hand, sending droplets of water onto his naked chest where they glistened in the golden light. The well-defined muscles on his abdomen contracted as he continued with his woodcutting and Millie suddenly felt as though she had downed the bottle of red wine she was still clutching in one go!

She recognised physical attraction when she experienced it. A hot ember of lust had ignited in what she had thought was a dormant part of her body and she wanted to stay in that precise spot for the rest of the evening, relishing the intoxicating sight before her eyes. She didn’t want to invade Zach’s privacy, but she was unsure how to make herself known without making it look like she was some kind of voyeur. Warmth flooded her cheeks, but it was the heat of attraction that was travelling around her veins that worried her. In the end, the decision was taken out of her hands.

‘Woof!’

Her cover was blown. She glanced at Zach and his gaze connected with hers, a slow smile turning his lips upwards into the familiar smirk.

‘Looks like we have a visitor, Binks.’

Millie bent down to fondle the black-and-white spaniel’s silky ears to give herself time to calm her rampaging emotions and hope that the colour in her cheeks faded before she had to face Zach. Perspiration collected on her temples and beneath her breasts, and she craved a mouthful of the water Zach had been drinking earlier. A pair of steel-capped work boots appeared and she slowly raised herself from her haunches to meet his eyes.

‘Sorry, I didn’t want to disturb you whilst you were… were working.’

She realised that Zach was standing only inches away from her and she could feel his breath, coming in spurts from his recent exertion, on her cheek. Clearly he had seen how flustered she was to find him outside the log cabin in little more than a pair of figure-hugging shorts and was enjoying her discomfort, so to make matters worse he took a step closer.

‘How long have you been standing here?’ murmured Zach, his voice as low and smooth as a caress, his eyes flicking down to her lips then back to her eyes.

‘Erm, not long. I just… I just thought we could share a bottle of…’

Zach was now millimetres away from her. The electricity in the space between them was almost too much to bear and Millie was finding it hard to breathe. She raised the bottle of wine to show Zach what she meant but the sudden movement caused her to lose her footing and she tumbled backwards into one of the magnolia bushes that framed the wooden cabin, ending up spread-eagled amongst the leaves and unable to extricate herself without his assistance.

‘Oh my God!’ howled Zach, his eyes widened with mirth. ‘Mishap Millie strikes again! Well, I suppose you’re nothing if not consistent.’

‘Are you just going to stand there laughing, or are you going to help me out of here?’

‘What do you think, Binks? Should we be chivalrous and help the young lady out of her embarrassing predicament or, and this is my preferred option, should I rush to the cabin for my mobile phone and upload this photographic gem to my Instagram account?’

‘Very funny!’

The cute dimples that bracketed Zach’s mouth reappeared as he offered Millie his hand to drag her free of the tree’s embrace. To her horror, he then began to brush away the leaves that clung to her T-shirt and capri pants, spending an inordinate amount of time on the arboreal debris that had attached itself to her bottom.

‘Erm…’

‘Just let me…’ Zach reached forward, his thumb and forefinger extended towards her curls, which had now expanded into an unattractive halo of blonde frizz. ‘You have a bit of…’

Millie knew that if she leaned forward just another inch her lips would connect with Zach’s. Go for it! screamed her heart, but before her brain could reconnect to her modem and react to the order, Zach had disentangled the dried palm frond and called Binks to heel.

‘Fancy a spag bol to go with that wine?’ Zach called over his shoulder as if nothing had happened.

‘You’re offering to cook?’

‘Well, there’s no way I’m letting you loose in my kitchen, that’s for sure. Don’t forget I’ve seen what devastation you can wreak in a kitchen! I don’t think Binks could cope with the cleaning up. The invitation is only valid if you promise not to interfere – physically or verbally.’

‘Deal.’

‘Come on then.’

Zach led the way up the wooden steps and through the front door of the lodge. He settled an excited Binks in his tartan-lined basket with a reassuring pat and a dog biscuit from his pocket and crossed the open-plan lounge area to the kitchen

‘Grab a seat and I’ll pour the wine.’

‘Oh, I can help with that.’

‘No, thank you! Remember your promise?’

However, Millie had already opened one of the kitchen cupboards to search for a couple of glasses. Even her sister Jen, who was the Queen of Culinary Orderliness, didn’t organise her kitchen cupboards with such meticulous attention to detail. She wasn’t surprised to see an array of jars of varying exoticness – Caribbean spices, dried herbs, flavoured salts – every label lined up in military precision.

‘I can’t believe you store your spices in alphabetical order!’

Zach gently removed the jar of dried oregano from her hand, returned it to its rightful place, and shooed her away to the lounge.

‘Go and keep Binks company.’

Whilst Zach assembled the dinner ingredients and set two places at the pine table, Millie took the opportunity to survey the décor. Like the kitchen, the room was meticulously tidy. A carved mahogany mask presided over the redundant fireplace like a painted witch doctor ready to cast a spell. There was a hand-made bookcase next to the door that Millie assumed led to the bedroom, and she had to quickly squash the image of Zach sprawled out on his bed asleep, naked but for a cotton sheet.

She decided to investigate the bookcase’s contents, curious to know what type of books Zach liked to read. Tropical Caribbean Birds? Quad Bikes and how to Race Them? Fifty Shades of Grey, maybe? Millie couldn’t prevent a gasp of interest escaping her lips.

‘What?’ asked Zach from the breakfast bar where he was slicing onions with the precision of a master craftsman before weighing out the pasta on a set of digital scales. One of Claudia’s cookery books was propped open on the bench.

‘Oh, nothing. You know, this really is a very luxuriously appointed lodge.’

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Author Bio 

Daisy James is a Yorkshire girl transplanted to the north east of England. She loves writing stories with strong heroines and swift-flowing plotlines. When not scribbling away in her summerhouse, she spends her time sifting flour and sprinkling sugar and edible glitter. She loves gossiping with friends over a glass of something pink and fizzy or indulging in a spot of afternoon tea – china plates and teacups are a must.

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