Imaginary Lines by Allison Parr Blog Tour

I signed up for the Imaginary Lines by Allison Parr blog tour because I was intrigued by the synopsis. I hope you find it as interesting as I did. I have included an excerpt below along with a giveaway. Enjoy! 

Imaginary Lines Synopsis:

Tamar Rosenfeld has been in love with New York Leopards linebacker Abraham Krasner since they were twelve years old. She'd always considered it destiny that they'd end up together…until Abe was drafted and she professed her feelings in a moment of blind excitement. The sting of his rejection was like nothing she'd ever felt before, and it's nothing she'll ever forget.

Older and wiser, Tamar has landed a dream job as a reporter for one of New York's premier athletic websites. Determined to stop being the safe, boring girl she's felt like for most of her life, Tamar makes a list of all the things she wants to do and see in her new city, and Getting Over Abraham is priority number one.

 But destiny has finally chosen to interfere. Just as Tamar's decided to move on, Abe's realized she's the only woman for him. When he confides the truth, Tamar has to decide if she can put her crush behind her, or take a chance on the very man who's been holding her back all these years.

In this scene, Abe plans to meet Tamar at her office so they can head over to dinner together. However, as soon as he steps into the lobby the office, goes into a whirl of excitement as they try to figure out why Abraham Krasner’s stopped by. Carlos was already out of his chair and grabbing up his keycard. He patted me on the head fraternally as he shook his head, in a clear mimic of Tanya—I just couldn’t tell if it was intentional or not. “Sorry, kid. You have to earn the honor of running after celebrities later.” I smiled awkwardly and nodded. And tried not to look super conspicuous as I grabbed up my cell. One of my coworkers is coming down to take your pic. There was a pause, and then to my shock, my cell phone rang. I almost dropped it. Who called in response to texts? Beside my mother. I mean, unless you texted something really bad. “Hello?” Abe’s voice came across tinged with displeasure. “You set me up?” What? No! “I didn’t! Someone must’ve spotted you and called up to my boss.” “I’m not giving an interview right now.” “I don’t think they want an interview,” I mumbled into my cell as I walked into the corner. “Just a pic. Maybe to tweet it.” He groaned. “Fine. If you do it.” Oh, God. “Abe, no. I’m the rookie reporter—I don’t cover celebrities.” Another silence stretched, and I squeezed my eyes shut. “Don’t let that go to your head.” “What if I say you or no one?” Carlos had to be almost to the lobby by now. Or he could already be there, watching Abe talk irritably into his phone. “I’d say you’re not that stubborn.” Now surprise flavored his words. “You don’t think I’m stubborn?” I shrugged. “You’re go with the flow-y.” “And you don’t think rivers are stubborn?” Huh. Come to think of it, rivers were incredibly stubborn, as long as everything flowed in their direction. This was a problem. “Please don’t do that. I’ve only been here a month. It’ll be weird.” “What’s in it for me?” Um, nothing really. Abe’s existence didn’t contain blackmail material. “I won’t tell your mom you were the one who broke the Wedgewood vase when you were sixteen. Be there in two minutes.” “Wait, don’t hang up, you’re my excuse—” I hung up with a smile. Shrugging on my coat, I waved goodbye to the guys. Mduduzi gaped at me. “Don’t you want to stay for the Krasner gossip?” I made what I hoped was an expression of great reluctance. “I would, but…” He nodded. “Right. You’re late for your friend.” Please, don’t connect the dots. “That’s right.” I hopped in the elevator and buttoned up my coat, anticipation speeding through me and making my fingers tremble. When I stepped into the lobby, I saw him immediately—or more, saw the direction all the heads were turned in. Abe stood in the corner, holding his cell in a loose grip, a polite smile on his face as he spoke to Carlos. Then Abe caught sight of me and his gaze brightened.

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