Holly Renee - The Wrong Prince Charming cover and excerpt reveal

Release Date: July 15, 2019

Cover Design: Artist Regina Wamba

Photography: Perrywinkle Photography

Synopsis

Every little girl dreams of being swept off her feet by a charming Prince.

But my life was no fairy tale.


And in this kingdom called college, the rules went out the window.


I’d known golden boy, Theo Hunt, was the one for me since we were kids. My heart was his for the taking, but I had become nothing more than the MVP of the campus king’s friend-zone.


Easton Cole was a storm I couldn’t have predicted. He knocked me off my feet and stole my heart. But he was off limits. Not only was he was Theo’s frat brother, but he was the teacher’s assistant in English 101 and I was acing every test.


My heart was torn, my feelings tangled.


Because as soon as I noticed Easton, Theo finally noticed me.


I was in love with two guys, as different as night and day, but I could only have one.


I only hoped I didn’t choose The Wrong Prince Charming.

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The door to the bathroom stuck in a way that only seemed to happen in old houses so I put two hands on the handle and pushed it open with all my strength. It opened on with a loud groan and I ran directly into a wall or I guess a better description would be a wall of muscle.

I pushed against the guy’s chest to keep my skin from touching his just as I noticed he was wearing nothing but a towel. A white, fully towel that barely covered a thing. His hand gripped my elbow trying to steady me, and I tried to calm my racing pulse from the embarrassment of his lack of clothing and mine.

“Oh, sorry.” He fumbled for words and seemed as genuinely shocked as I was.

“It’s okay.” I tugged on the edge of Theo’s t-shirt and tried not to look up at him. His stomach was on full display in front of me, and I let my eyes go there for only a moment before I jerked my gaze away and looked up at his face.

His dark hair was a wild mess and looked like he had been running his fingers through it for most of the night. Or someone else had.  Either way, it had the same effect. His jaw was square and somehow made his beautiful face seem harsh, but his eyes were warm and a deep shade of blue that reminded me of something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. I studied his face for an ounce of recognition, but I didn’t see him at the party last night. I would have remembered him if I had.

His hand that was still pressed against my skin felt like it was burning me in the best possible way, and I knew I should have pulled away from him. But I didn’t.

“I’m Easton.” I watched his full lips as the sleep-filled, husky words slipped past.

“Maddison.” My voice on the other hand sounded squeaky and anxious and far too affected by a guy I didn’t know.

His gaze slowly slid down my body, and the threads of Theo’s shirt felt like they were unraveling under his stare.

I desperately wanted to flee back to Theo’s room. My heart was racing, and I knew my cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. But for some reason, I didn’t.

“You live here?” I asked like a complete and total idiot.

“Mmmmm…” He nodded but didn’t take his eyes off of me. “You don’t.”

“No.” I shook my head. “I’m here with Theo.” The words came out, but I hated the way they sounded. I didn’t know why, but I didn’t want him to think I was here sleeping with Theo.

I didn’t want him to think that I was that girl.

“Ahh.” He ran he’s fingers through his hair and made a face as if he knew exactly what I was doing with Theo, and I hated it.

“He’s my friend.” I rushed out.

“Theo’s got lots of those.” He chuckled, and the sound pissed me off.

“No.” I crossed my arms and his gaze slid to my thighs that were a bit more exposed. “I’m his best friend. From home.”

“Alright, sweetheart.” His tone was so condescending, so sure that he already knew everything that he needed to know about me.

“Alright, asshole.” I started to push past him, but he smiled at me. A smile that could take your breath away if it wasn’t attached to such a jerk.

His hand touched my elbow again, and I didn’t know why I did it, but I stopped.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. I was being an asshole.”

I nodded in agreement. “You were.”

“It’s a little early for our first fight. Don’t you think?” He grinned and I had a feeling that grin got him out of everything. Or into anything he wanted.

“Early in the day or in our relationship?” I cocked an eyebrow at him.

“Both.” His hand moved to the edge of his towel to hold it in place, and I couldn’t help following it’s descent. “How will we explain to our children that we became enemies before we figured out that we were actually in love?”

I actually laughed out loud at his attempt at a joke, and I took my time looking over every ridge of his toned stomach and chest before meeting his eyes again. “It would be heartbreaking. Especially, if they found out you were really never my type.”

His smile was devastating as it lit up his face—devastatingly handsome, devastaingly treacherous.

“We can change that.”

“You seem awfully sure of yourself for a man in nothing but a towel.” I looked toward said towel again with a pointed stare.

“You don’t like my towel? Do you want me to take it off?” His hand tugged on the edge as if he was going to drop it, and I squealed as I covered my eyes.

“No!”

His deep laugh surrounded me, and I peaked through my fingers to see him watching me with a smile.

“Are you decent?”

“I guess it depends on who you’re asking, but I’d say I’m more than decent.”

I pulled my fingers away from my face and pointed at him as I started backing away toward Theo’s door. “You’re too much.”

“I’ve heard that a time or two as well.” He winked at me, and it took everything inside of me to put my hand on Theo’s door handle. I didn’t want to leave him, but I knew how crazy that sounded. I just met the guy and his towel.

And Theo was just behind the door.

“Goodbye, Easton.” I still couldn’t stop smiling. I had never found it so easy to smile around someone. So easily pulled in.

“Bye, baby. Wait. Too soon? Maybe I’ll wait until our next meeting for the pet names.” He was leaning against the door frame, and I had never met anyone so shameless.

“Until next time,” I whispered as I slowly turned the handle.

“I can’t wait.” He kept his eyes on me as I disappeared through Theo’s doorway.

The door creaked as I pushed it open, but Theo didn’t move an inch as I closed it behind me and pressed my weight against it. I took a deep breath and tried to calm my racing heart as I stared at him sleeping.

I had been nervous around plenty of guys before. Too many had made my heart race over the years. Heck, Theo made my heart race daily, but this felt different somehow.

I pulled the blanket back and crawled into bed behind Theo one slow movement at a time. The warmth of him surrounded me as my body slid next to his, and as soon as he felt me, he turned in my direction and wrapped his arm around my middle.

I tried to let the comfort of him pull me to sleep as he pulled me tighter against his body, but everytime I closed my eyes all I could see were eyes of blue taunting me.

Wrapping my hand in Theo’s, I let him engulf me- his smell, his warmth, everything that was uniquely him, and I tried to forget the guy from the bathroom who I’d probably never see again.

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Holly Renee is a best-selling author of sexy, contemporary romance, a Harry Potter fanatic, a body positive babe, and a boy mom.

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Kelly Elliott - Adore Me review

(Adore Me.) And adore this book, I did!! *swoon* I have really enjoyed this series and I enjoyed getting Morgan and Blake's story. This was SUCH a sweet, friends to lovers read. Kelly writes in such a way that I was completely captivated and she gave me ALL. THE. FEELS! I enjoyed how the chapters flipped from each of their perspectives and the chemistry between them was palpable! If you've read the series, these are not new characters, so it was fun finally getting their story, plus seeing characters from the previous books. This was a book that was equal parts, couldn't read quickly enough and didn't want it to be over. I ADORED this book and might have to do a reread because it was just THAT good! Be sure not to miss it. 

Morgan Barrett is off limits. 

Why? 

She’s my best friend’s sister and insists that she isn’t interested in a relationship. 

That didn’t stop us from sharing one incredibly passionate night together. However, one night was not enough for either of us. 

I want more. 

She needs more.

When we give in to the temptation, something amazing happens. But can we keep the past from destroying the future we both desire? 

Adore Me is a stand alone novel. For reading experience read:
1. Seduce Me
2. Entice Me

3. Adore Me

Lexi Blake - Lost In You cover reveal and excerpt

"A hot, sexy mix of angst, longing, suspense and drama you don’t want to miss!" -- Carly Phillips, New York Times Bestselling Author

Lost in You, an all-new sexy installment in The Masters and Mercenaries: The Forgotten Series from New York Times bestselling author Lexi Blake, is coming August 6th and we have the fabulous new cover!

Robert McClellan was forced to serve as a soldier in a war he didn’t understand. Liberated by McKay-Taggart, he struggles every day to reclaim the life he lost and do right by the men he calls his brothers, The Lost Boys. Only one thing is more important – Ariel Adisa. The gorgeous psychologist has plagued his dreams since the day they met. Even as their mission pushes him to his limits, he can’t stop thinking about taking his shot at finding a life beyond all this with her.

Ariel Adisa is a force to be reckoned with. Her performance in Toronto proved she’s more than just a brilliant mind, but Robert still acts as if she is a wilting flower who needs his protection. Joining him on the mission to Munich should be the perfect opportunity to test their skills and cement their relationship. She and Robert are an excellent match. But when a stunning secret from Robert’s past is revealed, their world is turned upside down and nothing will ever be the same again.

While they chase dark secrets across Europe, Robert and Ariel realize that the only thing worse than not knowing who you are could be discovering who you used to be...

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There was a knock on her door. Ariel glanced to the clock. It was getting late. The pizza had likely arrived. She didn’t want pizza. She wanted to start the day again and not have any of this hanging over them. When she’d gotten on that plane, she’d been filled with anticipation, and all of it was gone now. She’d expected dinner to be a quiet affair with only her and Robert. Now she would have to referee between Owen and Dante. She needed to get the whole group together for a session to get at the underlying problem.
  “I’ve got to go, Damon.”
  “Be safe.”
  She hung up her mobile and slipped it into her pocket before answering the door. She’d expected Rebecca or Owen, but it was Robert who stood in her doorway.
  And he looked delicious. He’d changed out of his traveling clothes into a set of perfectly pressed black slacks, a snowy white dress shirt, and blue tie. It should have looked staid. It would have on most men, but on Robert it made her wonder what she would see when she peeled off all those clothes.
  She had a damn degree in psychology and it didn’t mean anything when her hormones got involved.   
“Hey, I know I acted like a massive asshole earlier today.” He had a grim look on his face that changed to charming when he brought his hand around from his back and showed her the perfect white rose he offered her. “Would you please let me make up for it?”
  There were a thousand reasons to say no. She could do it gently. She could remind him that the first chance they’d had to prove they could manage a relationship and still work together they’d blown. She could point out that there was still the hope of a cure out there.
  Or you could live in the moment, my love. You could stop being so in that head of yours and let yourself feel.
  Sometimes she could still hear her father’s wise voice in her head. He’d done so much, taken so many chances to bring his family to a better place. 
“Ariel, please. I’m sorry I treated you like that. I took out my bad day on you and it wasn’t fair. I wanted our night together. I planned it all out, but I forgot that the only really important part of the night wasn’t the restaurant or the hotel. It was that we got to be together. Be with me for a while.” 
 She took the rose from his hand, all thoughts of why this was a bad idea flying out of her head. “Yes.”
  But she wasn’t nearly as dressed as he was. “Give me a minute to change.”
  He shook his head. “You look beautiful and we’re only going to the kitchen.”
  “You dressed for the occasion.”
  “I was also the asshole who challenged the authority of my commander in the field. Trust me, I like this far better than dropping to the floor and giving you a hundred like I…” He shook his head. “Not going there.”
  She stepped in, putting a hand on his face. “It’s okay. Let the visual piece go and tell me what you felt.”
  He pressed his cheek against her hand. “No therapist stuff tonight. I promise I’ll write it down later and talk to Kai about it, but I want you to stop thinking about me as a patient. This can’t work if you don’t. Please come to the kitchen with me. I managed to shove everyone else in the media room. They’re watching a football match. Well, Rebecca is reading on her e-reader and rolling her eyes when the guys yell at the screen, but the kitchen is on the opposite end of the floor. I promise it’s quiet there.”
  She was still in the slacks and blouse she’d worn this afternoon. They were casual and comfortable. Certainly not something she would wear on a date. Robert was far better dressed for the occasion.
  A vision of a private dinner where he was in a suit and she was wearing absolutely nothing floated across her brain. Sir wouldn’t want her in clothes. Sir would want to see nothing but her own skin so he could touch her everywhere, whenever he pleased. They could spend long hours like that. She wouldn’t worry about anything at all but pleasing her dominant partner.
  “Come on.” He used that deep voice on her she’d heard him use at The Garden. Like her, Robert spent at least one night each weekend playing. She’d seen him paired up with some of her friends, but never had he taken one to a privacy room or up to his flat.
  She hadn’t indulged herself in sex in a long time.
  She followed him down the hallway and sure enough, heard someone yelling from the far end about a ref’s call. Poor Rebecca.
  Robert led her away from it, his loafers making no sound over the carpet. This part of the club was comfortable, much more like a home than downstairs, and it made her wonder if Peter often had guests he put up here. She’d talked briefly to the man and he appeared to be very interested in teaching and training new D/s couples.
  Were she and Robert going to be a D/s couple?
  She stopped that line of thinking. This was nothing more than a pleasant way to spend an evening with a man she liked enormously.
  With a man she might be falling in love with.

About Lexi Blake

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance that she found success. She likes to find humor in the strangest places. Lexi believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome or foursome may seem.

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Rachel Higginson - Never Fall In Love With A Rockstar review and excerpt

GAHHHHHHHHH! I love Rachel's books and this one was no exception! I was very quickly drawn into Clover's world and what her life is like these days. The people in her life have no idea of her past and she's okay with that. I enjoyed the way she was suddenly thrown back into her past. It opens up her eyes in ways she did not expect. Her heart is still raw and has never fully recovered from Malachi, even though she tucked it away in a box. The grittiness and hurt in this book is strong and the reader can't help BUT FEEL the emotions these characters are going through. I couldn't read this book fast enough or slow enough to make it last. I wanted to see what was next. How will Clover handle this or what's Malachi's true intentions. If you love a rockstar read, this is THE ONE to pick up next! Be sure not to let this fantastic story pass you by! 

My name is Clover Calloway and I’ve lived two separate lives. 

The first, I like to call “my past.” I never talk about it. I try not to think about it. My rockstar days of playing in one of the hottest bands on the planet are over. Along with the most volatile, beautiful, tragic love story of all time.

Over the past five years, I’ve settled into my second life. My “normal life.” The one where I work a normal job, hang out with normal people and fall in love with a normal, but wonderful guy. The life where I’m admittedly a little bored, but also safe. 

My past wasn’t boring. But my past broke my heart into a million, unfixable pieces. So, I’m determined to keep it where it belongs—behind me. 

And the man responsible for the shattering of me? Malachi Porter, lead singer and mastermind of Bright Tragedy, should stay there too. Far away from me and this idyllic life I’ve carved out for myself. 

But what happens when my two lives collide? 

When Malachi comes crashing into my perfectly normal world, he threatens to destroy it, promises to annihilate everything I’ve replaced him with. 

He upends everything I thought I wanted and forces me to question the reasons I left Bright Tragedy all those years ago.

But I didn’t walk away five years ago, I ran. As fast as I could go. And while my heart is whispering that it’s different this time—that he’s different—my brain is screaming for me to run again.

Malachi Porter isn’t a normal guy. And he doesn’t belong in my “normal life.” But, nevertheless, he’s bound and determined to make a place for himself here.

I just hope my heart can survive him, that we don’t burn into another bright tragedy. 

EXCERPT

Cade released me, setting my feet back on the ground and led me toward the bar area of the restaurant. It was set out of the way of the front windows in a darker, more private section.

 “We’re back here,” he told me. 

Too happy to be spending time with him, I didn’t realize I was being ambushed until it was too late. “We’re?” 

“Don’t hate me,” he murmured as we turned the corner. 

Kai stood up as we walked into the empty space. Gray, Malcom, and Pete were there too, but I didn’t notice them. It was Kai’s blue eyes that surprised the hell out of me. It was Kai’s dominating, ferocious presence that completely stole my breath. 

“What are you doing here?” I demanded in a voice too breathy to be scary, echoing the same words he’d said to me last night. 

Kai’s intense gaze held me prisoner, but it was Cade’s request that upended my entire world. “We want you to come back.” 

Come back to what? “Come back?” 

“To the band,” Kai explained.

“Come back to us.”

Kendall Ryan - Seven Nights of Sin review

Seven Nights of Sin is the stunningly sexy and heart-tugging conclusion to The Two Week Arrangement, both available now!

About Seven Nights of Sin

He's the powerful CEO. I'm the know-it-all intern. Things went further than they should have, but I don't have any regrets. Well, maybe just one . . . I went and did the one thing he told me not to--fall in love with him. Now I have seven days to prove my trust and devotion. Turns out money is a powerful drug, but love is even more addictive.

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I was excited to get the continuation to Presley and Dominic's story! This book picked up right where The Two-Week Arrangement left off. Presley calls Dominic in her time of need and even though she hurt him, he's there for her. As much as he doesn't want to be around her, he's still drawn to her. When he needs her help, he slowly lets her back into his life. Their chemistry is still strong as ever and I wanted things to work out between them. I enjoyed the easiness to their relationship, it was as natural as breathing and they worked well together. I liked seeing Dominic as a dad and as a man. Kendall has such a way with words that I was drawn in and didn't want to leave their world! This was a fun, sweet story and I can't recommend this duet enough! Be sure to grab your copy! 

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 A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than three dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 2.5 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world. Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than 70 times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine. She lives in Texas with her husband and two sons. Visit her at: www.kendallryanbooks.com for the latest book news, and fun extras. Subscribe to the newsletter: www.kendallryanbooks.com/newsletter/

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Shelly Alexander - It's In His Song review

This book was a sweet, fun and flirty story. I was very quickly lost in Dylan and Hailey's story. Hailey has moved back to her hometown and she's trying to do it quietly so both the residents aren't aware immediately and not to draw attention to herself from Dylan. Neither works out very well for her. She's now an owner of a hair salon with her cousin. They share a wall with Cotton Eyed Joe's, which Dylan is in charge of and soon to own. When there's trouble, they can't help but see each other. Hailey is not expecting the emotions and feelings Dylan draws out from her. She doesn't want to be attracted to him, but chemistry is something they had in spades! I enjoyed the relationship these two have and the fact that they are practically starting over in getting to know one another. Hailey has always held a place for him in her heart and he did for her as well. This second chance story was one I didn't want to put down and I couldn't read fast enough. Do yourself a favor and grab yourself a copy! 

They’re both back in Red River for good, and the chemistry is stronger than ever. But will her secret tear them apart all over again?

Dylan McCoy is restless to take over Red River’s favorite watering hole—Cotton Eyed Joe’s—when his Uncle Joe retires. First, he’s got to prove he has what it takes to carry on Joe’s legacy. Finally able to put the painful scars from his days working in L.A.’s trendy music scene behind him, he sets out to host a weekend workshop for songwriters. He calls in a favor and lines up some of the biggest musicians in the biz to attend. Life is good. Until the business owners who occupy the commercial space next door threaten to ruin his establishment right before the rock star lineup of attendees are scheduled to blow into town.

Hailey Hicks left Red River six years ago with a secret. Now—as a seasoned hairstylist who’s made her own way in the world—she’s back in town to help her cousin expand her salon. Unfortunately, the renovations aren’t going as planned and draw fire from the saloon next door. When she comes face to face with her ex, Dylan McCoy, sparks fly. Can they mend the damage done because of how they parted ways? Or will her secret cause them both to get burned again?

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Be sure to check out the rest of the series by bestselling author Shelly Alexander:

IT'S IN HIS HEART - Coop & Ella's Story

IT'S IN HIS TOUCH - Blake & Angelique's Story

IT'S IN HIS SMILE - Talmadge & Miranda's Story

IT'S IN HIS ARMS - Mitchell & Lorenda's Story

IT'S IN HIS FOREVER - Langston & Sandra's Story

If you loved Shelly's IT'S IN HIS... series, you'll love her DARE ME... series even more!

DARE ME ONCE - Trace & Lily's Story

DARE ME AGAIN - Elliott & Rebel's Story

More To Come In 2020!

If you like a lot of steam and chemistry, try her sizzling series of romantic comedy STANDALONES in the Checkmate Inc. Series:

FOREPLAY - Leo & Chloe's Story

ROOKIE MOVES - Dex & Ava's Story

GET WILDE - Ethan & Adeline's Story

SINFUL GAMES - Oz & Kendall's Story (A 2019 RITA Finalist in the Erotic Romance category!)

Tricia Copeland - Kingdom of War release

Title: Kingdom of War - Hunter's Story

Series: Kingdom Journals #5

Author: Tricia Copeland

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Release Date: June 21, 2019

They were just imaginary childhood friends until Alena found in him in a library thirteen years later. In their quest to find the third of the trinity, they created a coven of witches, eight souls shouldered with the burden of breaking an age-old curse. But someone must lead, and from the moment he became a full witch, Hunter knew it had to be him. His power, the magic coursing through his veins, hungered for a life of its own. Can he control his own demons? Will Alena, Camille, and Hunter figure out how to break the curse or will the darkness consume them?

Tricia Copeland grew up in Georgia and now lives in Colorado with her family. Her books include the clean new adult Being Me Series, Is This Me?, If I Could Fly, Thinking You Know Me, and the final installment, Being Me, as well as a young adult novellas, Drops of Sunshine and the Lovelock Chronicles, Lovelock Ones: Native One, published in The Butterfly Box. If she’s not out running, you can find Tricia at www.triciacopeland.com or your favorite social media.

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Meghan Quinn - The Locker Room review

The Locker Room by Meghan Quinn

Release Date: June 20th

Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Have you heard the rumor around campus about the locker room? If you haven't, let me enlighten you: Legend has it if you bring a girl into the sacred after-game domain of the baseball locker room, it will end with a walk down the aisle. One rowdy and naked encounter against the lockers with the girl of your dreams will make her your wife. Translation: baseball players are stupidly superstitious and believe the locker room has magical powers. But not all baseball players are superstitious, me included. So when the girl I've fallen for brushes me off, I start to question if I need to switch my way of thinking. Maybe it's time I finally hand out a coveted invitation to the locker room. The only question is, will she accept?

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I ADORED this book! Meghan's writing quickly sucked me in and this slow burn was so delicious! I enjoyed how Emory wasn't willing to jump right into a relationship. She had been burned in the past and just wanted to focus on her studies. But Knox wasn't typical and he wanted to show her he wasn't the douche bag she had dated before. She made him WORK! And work he did! This story was a delicious slow burn with so much anticipation and HEART. It gave me all the feels and I couldn't devour this book fast enough. Be sure not to let this book slip by you!

Excerpt:

This map is useless.

Easy to read, my ass. I need a magnifying glass to make out any of the color-coded buildings on this thing and unfortunately, I left my magnifying glass in my other skirt. That was sarcasm, if you didn’t catch it.

Standing next to a wonky-looking tree, I try to act as casual as possible—hip popped out, interested glances, the usual—as I hide a school map beneath the pages of Pride and Prejudice , while off-handedly looking for the MacMillan building. But the wind—though subtle—isn’t making things easy.

Recently transferred from Cal State, Fullerton, I’m attempting to avoid making a fool of myself on the first day of fall classes at my new school, Brentwood University.

Unfortunately, I’m way out of my element.

For one, I know nothing about this school other than they have the best library sciences program in the country. Making the transfer a no-brainer for me the minute I realized I wanted to be a librarian. I dabbled in business at Cal State, but who was I kidding? I had no right trying to figure out micro-and macroeconomics.

A California girl through and through, Illinois is nothing like the palm trees and beaches I’ve grown up with. Don’t get me wrong, there are trees here, huge, plush, green trees everywhere, the kind of trees Bob Ross made dance on his canvas. But the smog . . . I have no idea where that is. Breathing fresh air almost feels wrong. And apparently pizza is a big deal here. I’ve heard at least three separate arguments since I’ve moved about which pizza in town is best. Let’s all be friends and be grateful there is good pizza here.

And even though this is a “small” school town outside Chicago, it’s larger than life with boisterous personalities and ivy-covered buildings that cause me to believe I’m walking on the hallowed grounds where the prosperous were educated.

Plus, I had to buy leggings for all my skirts, because the temperature doesn’t call for bare legs out here.

The wind picks up again, lifting my skirt and map at the same time. Not wanting to be known as the resident flasher on campus, I save the skirt—because even though I have leggings, I chose not to wear them today—and tamp it back down on my legs as the map lifts from my book, floats into the air, twirling and swirling only to smack a passing guy right in the face.

Whap .

“What the—?” He startles and I jump into action.

“I’m so sorry,” I say, scrambling to hold my skirt down while clutching my parted book at my chest.

The map is slowly peeled away and a pair of beautiful light blue eyes peek past the paper first, followed by the sharpest jawline I’ve ever seen, defined and tense. Light scruff matches his dirty-blond hair that is swept to the left and cut short on the sides. Dressed in a green Brentwood baseball sweatshirt and wearing a jaw-dropping smile, he chuckles and hands me the map while eyeing me up and down.

Why is he so familiar?

Those eyes.

“Not a problem, but you could have asked for help if you were lost. Slapping me with a map is an aggressive tactic, effective, but aggressive.”

That voice, that smirk. I know it from somewhere.

Feeling a light blush creep up my cheeks, I say, “Not used to the wind.”

He nods and thumbs behind him. “Lake Michigan. It’s a bitch in the winter.” He studies me for a second and then nods at my map. “Where you headed? I can help.” There is the smallest southern drawl in his voice, nothing strong, but enough to tell me he’s not from Illinois.

I know that voice. I remember specifically thinking it was hot.

Tamping down my map and folding it in my book that I snap shut quickly, I say, “I promised I’d figure this all out on my own, but looks like I might need a little help after all.”

“Don’t blame yourself; this campus is a maze with no rhyme or reason. I was lost my entire first semester. Can’t tell you how many times I was late to class.”

“That’s reassuring.”

He tilts his head to the side and gives me a small once-over. “I know you.” I don’t say anything and just as his eyes land on my chest, a smile creeps over his face, a light bulb lighting in his head. “You’re the girl who helped me find my room on Saturday.”

Oh.

Shit.

It’s the yellow-door baseball guy.

He leans forward, hands stuffed in his pockets and says, “I never forget a good pair of tits.”

As if I wasn’t blushing enough already.

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