Genre: YA Contemporary Romance
Date of Publication: Feb 15th, 2014
ISBN: 978-1495380525
ASIN: B00IGRK2PC
Number of pages: 178
Word Count: 45,000
Cover Artist: GoOnWrite.com
Book Description:
The high school play is in two months and
senior Wren Barlow just became director. Wren still isn't over the fact that
she got stiffed as a stagehand instead of the lead role that she totally
deserved. Now she is in charge of rehearsals, costumes, navigating around cast
member hookups and managing the real life drama at home.
The principal counts on her to succeed
because tickets have been sold and the money has been spent. But when he drops
a gorgeous bad boy on her and wants him to help the play for extra credit, she
falls hard for someone she knows she can't date.
With everything spinning out of control,
the mysterious and secretive detention king named Derek has a few tricks up his
sleeve and wants to help—too bad Wren is scared to give him a chance to prove
himself
Excerpt:
“Thanks for going with me,” I say
because it’s the polite thing to do. What I really want is to tell him that I
think about him all day, every day. That I would have been crushed to the core
if he didn’t go with me to the fabric store and I would have probably curled up
in bed all night thinking about him. Who am I kidding? I will do that anyway.
I open the passenger door to get out
and Derek opens his door as well. “What are you doing?” I ask slowly, my mind
going into daydream mode about how he could walk around the car, press me
against the hood and make out with me right here at school.
“I’m helping you put this shit-ton
of fabric in your car,” he says, popping open the trunk.
I laugh. Right. Of course that’s
what he’s doing.
Derek loads the bolts of heavy
fabric from his trunk to mine and then he closes the trunk with one finger,
commenting on how damn dirty the car is.
“Stop whining and be grateful I’m
not making you carry it upstairs to my bedroom,” I say with a playful smile.
“Then I have to empty all the rolls and cut it to fit the stage. That’s way
more work than simply using your man muscles to move stuff around a few feet.”
He stretches his arms up and over
his head, making his muscles flex. “Okay. Let’s do it.”
“Huh?” I must have been transfixed
by heart-stopping shadows dancing off his toned arms. He didn’t just offer to
come to my house, did he?
He lowers his arms and shoves his
hands in his back pockets, taking away my view. “So…I’ll just follow you to
your place?”
Holy crap. That’s exactly what he
just offered.
About the
Author:
Cheyanne is a native Texan with a fear of
cold weather and a coffee addiction that probably needs an intervention. She
loves books, sarcasm, nail polish and paid holidays. She lives near the beach
with her family, one spoiled rotten puppy and a cat who is most likely plotting
to take over the world.
She also writes under the pen name Amy
Sparling.
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